Tokyo, but I'm a deceitful fox

"My colleague went to investigate, but instead of finding anything useful, he came back and said he wanted to quit his police job to start his own business. It took him two days to get back to normal - he almost divorced his wife."

Hoshino Hideyuki couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It sounds like he's a lecturer who is very good at understanding human nature."

"No matter how proficient you are, there should be a limit. If I say that I persuaded Yui Aragaki (a certain actress) to marry me just by talking, would you believe it?"

"Indeed, I would rather believe that the next prime minister will be a high school girl named Fujiwara."

"Hey, even though it's just a hypothesis, your analogy is really rude! It's not that difficult!"

Hoshino Hideyuki pointed at the poster of the Cat's Eye Sisters on the wall and said: "It's disrespectful for an uncle who likes a little thief cat even though he's a policeman~"

"They are the Cat Eye Sisters, not the Cat Girl Sisters. And you can't hate all cats just because you were bullied by stray cats before..."

"I have never been bullied by a stray cat!"

After a round of oral gymnastics, Inuyama Tetsu was the first to raise the French salute.

"In short, I highly suspect that Kayaba Nobuyuki used some means beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, but this is not something the police can handle."

"So, can I ask you for help?"

He bowed deeply to Hoshino Hideyuki.

The fox pressed down the stack of information with his paw, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No problem, this fraudster...

Just let me eat it!"

Inuyama Tetsu suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, there is one more thing..."

"Can't you just say it all at once? I just finished my cool summary of the stage!"

"What's so handsome about it?"

Inuyama Tetsu pulled out a page from the file:

"I just used the word 'almost' to describe the small number of whistleblowers. On the other hand, there is actually one. You can use her as a breakthrough point."

Hoshino Hideyuki glanced at the photo on the paper.

She was a young woman in her twenties carrying a guitar.

The black sweater on the upper body is so loose that it almost reveals the snow-white shoulders, and the jeans on the lower body also perfectly outline the round curve of the hips and the slender yet fleshy legs.

Paired with burgundy-dyed long ponytail hair and already delicate facial features, it gives people a sense of beauty that combines elegance and fashion.

She is definitely a great beauty in the eyes of ordinary people.

The only problem is that she is a bit tall, estimated to be 1.75 meters - don't get me wrong, Hoshino Hideyuki really appreciates tall figures, but the situation here in Japan is special, and it is generally believed that women are better if they are petite, and they would not look good if they are over 1.7 meters.

He then looked at the text next to the photo:

"Former band lead singer, Ijichi Kikuri..."

Snapped!

Snap!

The next morning, next to an ordinary apartment building.

Ijichi Kikuri ran into the house quickly, carrying a bag of half-price lunch boxes. After locking the door, she sat down on the floor in an awkward manner, leaning against the door panel.

Soon, there was a rough knock on the door and a series of tongue clicking sounds from behind.

"Hey, bastard!"

"Don't hide, we know you're in there!"

"Pay back the money quickly! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

Ijichi Kikuri slowly stood up and covered her ears, but she still couldn't stop the sound from entering her brain.

She sighed and put the things she bought on the dining table. She happened to see herself in the floor-length mirror out of the corner of her eye.

Sunken eye sockets, messy hair, wrinkled clothes...

It has nothing to do with the words "cool and stylish" at all.

There is no trace of the style he had in the band in the past.

Why did things turn out like this?

I had clearly made up my mind that after the band disbanded, I would use the money I saved to open a great Live House (a performance hall with special sound equipment, a special place for bands and idols to perform), with the best music performances and the coolest drinks...

At first, I just wanted to learn some experience in opening a store, and only planned to attend two free lectures...

I had already realized that these courses were meaningless and wanted to turn around and leave...

But why am I confused?

He was so foolish that he not only invested all his savings, but also borrowed money from loan sharks.

Bang bang bang!

The knocking on the door became louder and louder, so loud that it could be described as pounding on the door.

Although her mind repeatedly told Ijichi Kikuri that the gang of yakuza were just trying to scare her and wouldn't really break in, she still couldn't help but tremble.

For a moment, she thought, just get it over with.

Anyway, with such a huge debt, she didn't think her life had any future. She was a rotten person...

Snapped.

Ijichi Kikuri patted her cheeks and regained consciousness.

Damn it, how could I have such an idea!

Have some backbone!

She pursed her lips, turned around and took out a baseball bat covered with stickers from the bedroom cabinet.

Although it is not visible on her face, in fact, Kikuri Ijichi was a bad girl who dominated the school when she was in high school. This baseball bat was her weapon at the time, but after she decided to take the right path, she never used it again.

But if those damned Yakuza do anything excessive...

She was going to use this to fight them!

If destruction is inevitable, at least it should be spectacular!

"Hey, friends, what are you doing here?"

At this moment, a frivolous male voice came from outside the door.

"It has nothing to do with you!"

"Mind your own business!"

"Huh? Hey, didn't your boss teach you to be polite when talking to the police?"

"Police, police..."

"This guy really has ID, damn..."

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? What about the police? We are legal citizens..."

Although the Yakuza refused to give in verbally, the footsteps moved further and further away from the door until they could no longer be heard.

Are they gone?

Are the police here?

Ijichi Kikuri breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put down the baseball bat, and pressed her eyes against the cat's eye.

A man who looked younger than her appeared in her field of vision.

She has a very seductive appearance, and her fox-like eyes are particularly alluring, but...

Would the police be so young?

It's obvious that he just entered college!

Something fishy!

"Ms. Ijichi, I feel your gaze~"

The man outside knocked on the door and said, "Can you please let me in?"

“…Are you really a police officer?”

"To be honest, no, the things are all fake. I was just lying."

Huh?

That's even more suspicious!

Ijichi Kikuri's hand stopped on the door lock.

"But I am someone who can help you."

"……What's the meaning?"

"1505 million yen, right? That's the total amount of money you were defrauded of."

"!"

"I can help you get your money back, all of it."

Click.

subconsciously.

Ijichi Kikuri opened the door.

Outside, the handsome guy stood with his back to the sun, his eyes curved.

Chapter 6 You're done, you let the fox into the chicken coop

"Excuse me~"

Hoshino Hideyuki walked into Ijichi Kikuri's house with a smile and looked around without any concealment.

There were several garbage bags piled up at the door, a pile of empty wine cans on the dining table, and a beige guitar bag covered in dust in the corner.

what.

There is a positive and optimistic spirit everywhere!

On the other side, Ijichi Kikuri also noticed Hoshino Hideyuki's gaze.

It's broken, I should have cleaned it up first!

It is one thing to be corrupted in private, and it is another thing to be corrupted while being watched by others.

She lowered her head in shame, but to make matters worse, a typhoon hit her overnight. She then noticed that the black sock on her left foot had been torn, revealing two crystal white toes.

This time it was even more shameful.

Don't be seen, don't be seen!

She quickly twisted her ankle to try to hide the torn socks, and at the same time opened her mouth to explain something.

But I couldn't think of anything to say for a moment.

My throat seemed to be blocked.

At this time, Hoshino Hideyuki rushed out a string of long sentences:

"Well, you have to clean up a bit, otherwise you won't be able to compete with the uncle who is over 30 and still refuses to admit it! You should learn from Ishida Mitsunari and not eat phlegm-producing persimmons on the grounds of health even when you are on the execution ground~"

"Also, the Saimori brand's demon-killing sake (a type of sake, the name implies that it can make even demons drunk) is not tasty. I recommend you try Tonoya's. It's cheaper and has a softer taste, which is very suitable for women."

"But you have a really good taste in choosing bento. This teriyaki chicken rice is the most appetizing one in the same price range, so I won't be polite!"

Having said that, Hoshino Hideyuki sat down at the uncleaned table nonchalantly and took out chopsticks.

Ijichi Kikuri:?

"Why are you looking at me like that? Oh, you're hungry too, right? Come sit down, you're welcome~"

Ijichi Kikuri:?!

This is my home!