Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 230 - 195: A Calm Epilogue

Chapter 230: Chapter 195: A Calm Epilogue

"Why are they fighting?"

Hanamaru Hiroki poked his head out from the Toyota Crown, as he seemed to have heard some strange argument over the intercom about some cherry blossom or cherry flavor.

He opened the car door and got out.

On the other side.

Ishibashi Kesuke had gone several rounds without taking down the guy in front of him, and his right calf was painfully struck by a whip-like kick earlier.

"Pretty tough."

"Pah."

Hanpe Suji spat out the blood from his teeth.

After this series of scuffles, he realized the guy in front of him was definitely not some ordinary cop.

The moves from Police Headquarters, mixed with Judo, were well-mastered, not as stiff as regular police officers.

With regular cops, he could take one down in a couple of moves.

"Haha, we’re alike. What do you do in Police Headquarters?"

Ishibashi Kesuke patted the dust off his body from falling:

"I haven’t joined Police Headquarters yet."

"From the police station?"

Even though Hanpe Suji had taken a punch to the face and looked bruised, his mind was still sharp, "This area is under Shinjuku Police Station’s control, so you must be one of Hanamaru Hiroki’s subordinates.

"Hey, hey, what’s the police station bothering me for? Because of the Kitagawa Association?"

"Do I really need to explain? You should know what you’re doing."

Ishibashi Kesuke stared at him. The guy in front of him was truly a handful. He should have brought a police baton.

Police academy training wasn’t limited to Sword Dao and Judo, Jodo was included too. With a wooden stick, he could deal with him.

"Hey, hey, hey! That’s why people like you who speak in riddles are the most annoying!!"

Hanpe Suji glared at Ishibashi, his previously relaxed right hand suddenly turned into a fist, swinging it towards his face.

In an instant, the clenched fist whooshed through the air, and as Ishibashi Kesuke glanced to the right, his facial expression changed rapidly.

"So fast!"

In the next second,

he got punched on the side of his face.

"Pfft..."

The punch’s force, mixed with a gust of wind, was conveyed through the opponent’s bent arm muscles.

Ishibashi Kesuke’s face dramatically deformed from the impact, his head buzzed from the punch, and his vision became intermittently blurry.

His upper body swayed as a result, and he staggered, nearly unable to stay standing.

The onlookers in the distance were all stunned, feeling the impact of the punch.

Hanpe Suji, having stepped back, waved his hand, the bruise from earlier still visible on his face: "This is called reciprocation, you know."

"Let me make you understand that cherry-flavored Coke is the real deal!"

Wiping the bit of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Ishibashi gradually recovered from the pain, faced him squarely with his handsome face, and shouted:

"Cherry blossom-flavored Coke is the true soda!!"

"Nonsense!"

This police officer, who randomly came picking a fight, left Hanpe in a foul mood.

Getting punched in the face was one thing, but insulting cherry-flavored soda was absolutely unacceptable!

"Even if you call over that guy Hanamaru Hiroki today...."

"Enough."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps approaching from behind were heard, and Hanpe Suji quickly turned around.

It was Hanamaru Hiroki.

"..."

The air inexplicably became tense.

"..."

"Haha..."

Seeing who it was, Hanpe Suji managed to muster a stiff smile:

"What’s Chief of Police Hanamaru doing here?"

Hanamaru Hiroki didn’t waste words with him and directly asked: "Did Kitagawa Association send you?"

Hanpe Suji glanced at Ishibashi, who was walking towards him, and said with a smile:

"If you insist on saying that, I suppose so."

Noticing the other’s frown, he quickly added.

"But I’m here to help my lady’s friend catch a weirdo high school student!"

"...Help your lady?"

...

The situation gradually became clear—it was a big misunderstanding.

...

Later, the incident witnessed by many onlookers of two men fighting was classified as "a brawl over differing opinions due to excessive love for Coke."

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Everyone from Kamigoe High School went home.

For some reason, shortly after leaving through the school gate, they suddenly had to turn back.

Uesugi Sakura was nowhere to be seen, saying she had something to do.

Hanamaru Hanabi sat all alone on a bench in the campus, thinking about what to cook today under the rustling green leaves.

Osaka-style pancake, egg omelette, fish cake, or thick omelette?

She wondered if Sakura would like these...

He seemed to really like her salad; every time he asked her to add some cherry tomatoes to it.

But he never ate them himself, he only ever took them out to feed her.

The red, little cherry tomatoes were fed to her with a smile on his face.

The more she thought about it, the more her cheeks flushed.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hearing the voice, Hanamaru Hanabi quickly looked up.

Seeing him, her little face was full of an upturned smile: "Sakura."

"Are you thinking of taking a bath together with me today?"

Hanamaru Hanabi pretended not to hear his words and asked, "Sakura... where did you just run off to? Hanabi thought she even saw her dad."

"Went to protect you." Uesugi Sakura held the bamboo sword that hadn’t been put to use.

She roughly guessed what had happened, since there were sirens and she had also seen her father.

Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t want to think about the person who sent her many fake photos.

She just wanted to look directly at his face, to keep looking at the one she fancied.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Uesugi Sakura asked, returning his phone to his pocket while facing her smiling face.

"Thank you, Sakura..."

"How are you going to thank me?" Uesugi Sakura sat beside her.

"Anyway... Sakura, you can’t take a bath with Hanabi..."

"So, does that mean helping you wash your feet is fine?"

Hanamaru Hanabi looked at her feet but didn’t give a direct answer.

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