Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 139 - 61: Special Gameplay for Couples

Chapter 139: Chapter 61: Special Gameplay for Couples

"Criminal Index": ???

"Vices": Indulgence and Debauchery

"Clearance Reward": Eliminate the evils of Kamei Yuusaku to obtain Lv7 Social Charm

...

Using the opportunity of soaking in the hot spring, Fushimi Roku hid his gaze.

The two people with question marks as their criminal indices happened to be a couple, which made it hard for him not to think more about it.

Fushimi Roku pondered in his heart, whether it was the Kamei family or the Kazama family, both families were eccentric. Something must have happened before, and perhaps Kamei Yuusaku had some leverage over Kazama Tatsuya, which is why he was so reckless.

This case is difficult to handle.

If he really wanted to act, he could make Kamei Yuusaku disappear with some money. But what’s the point? The case is at a standstill with no progress, and it would most likely conclude as an impulsive murder.

He’s already decided to drag things out as long as he can, enjoying a few more days of Tamako’s foot massage service. After all, if the case couldn’t be solved, why not take advantage of the situation...

While Fushimi Roku was lost in thought, Kamei Yuusaku and Kazama Tatsuya had finished talking.

In the end, they couldn’t finalize the bet, and Kazama Tatsuya threatened Kamei Yuusaku that if he dared to act again, he might not be able to walk out of the interrogation room smiling... whether the latter listened is another matter altogether.

After finishing this topic, Kamei Yuusaku changed the subject: "By the way, Chihime might like someone like Mr. Fushimi... Is Mr. Fushimi free tomorrow? I’d like to set up a meal date for her with you."

"Huh?" Fushimi Roku raised his head, "Aren’t you guys a couple?"

"Yeah, but I want Chihime to be happy."

Kamei Yuusaku seemed indifferent: "No matter who she’s with, as long as she’s happy... after all, the only one who can accompany her to the end is me."

Fushimi Roku understood. This was probably the "inevitable" love between Sartre and Beauvoir—both sides could play around, experience "contingent" relationships, and even introduce partners to one another while enjoying steadfast love and indulgent freedom.

"How far have you guys progressed?" Fushimi Roku asked.

Upon hearing this, Kazama Tatsuya pretended to be uninterested on the surface, but in fact, he was all ears.

"Soul merging," Kamei Yuusaku said.

"Don’t be so artsy, can you be more specific?" Fushimi Roku asked, "Have you slept together?"

"Crude." Kamei Yuusaku gave a sidelong glance, then slipped underwater, leaving only his eyes above.

"Just say yes or no," Fushimi Roku didn’t bother to argue with him.

"No, she’s not interested in men and women stuff," Kamei Yuusaku said as he stood up, "She’s transcended such low-level interests and prefers something more stimulating and steadfast..."

"Then have you kissed?" Fushimi Roku interrupted.

Kamei Yuusaku was a bit displeased, "Can you stop using such mundane viewpoints to judge our relationship?"

"When did I judge? You’re slandering me, you deserve a beating." Fushimi Roku tossed a small pebble at him, which landed in his hair parting.

Kamei Yuusaku looked down and scrubbed his head, saying, "No kiss, okay?"

"Then you must have held hands?" Fushimi Roku asked.

"No, either. She’s a germaphobe and doesn’t like physical contact," Kamei Yuusaku climbed out of the hot spring and dried himself with a towel, "But, if you hang out with her, I guarantee you’ll have a great time."

Fushimi Roku waved his hand, saying, "No, no, I’m a law-abiding good officer, unlike you psychos. I probably can’t handle your games."

"What do you think we’re playing?" Kamei Yuusaku asked.

"What do you think I’m talking about?" Fushimi Roku retorted.

Kamei Yuusaku was momentarily at a loss for words and did not ask further. He donned his bathrobe, bowed slightly, indicating he had soaked enough, and then turned to leave.

Fushimi Roku felt it was about time to head back as well. When he exited the bath, his skin was slightly red, and he was giving off steam. Kazama Tatsuya also had no interest in staying longer. As the three of them changed into bathrobes in the changing room and were on the way to buy milk, they ran into Minamoto Tamako and Kazama Chihime, who had also just come out of the bath.

The contrast in body figures between the two women was so stark that walking together created an extremely strong visual contrast. Especially Kazama Chihime, the average-sized bathrobe couldn’t cover her chest at all. Minamoto Tamako watched intently while drinking milk, exuding a spirit of determination and progress.

The group parted ways at the bathhouse entrance, each going in opposite directions.

Fushimi Roku planned to go home and rest, even if Minamoto Tamako urged him; once off duty, not even the king could make him work.

Helplessly, Minamoto Tamako could only wait until tomorrow to continue the investigation. She planned to utilize her free time tonight, go for a jog for an hour, and truly exercise her physical strength—having decided to exercise, she couldn’t just talk about it or slack off!

After returning home, Minamoto Tamako tied a red headband around her forehead and wrote the word ’Guts’ on it with a big water-based pen. She changed into her running shoes and went downstairs with Jun for a run.

Fushimi Roku originally worried that Jun wouldn’t behave, but Jun adapted quickly, much to his surprise. When Minamoto Tamako ran, Jun wagged his tail and followed behind, the pair running laps around the apartment building.

...

On the other side, Kamei Yuusaku and Kazama Chihime strolled along Ikebukuro’s streets. The winter evening wind was clean, and neither of them said a word.

Kamei Yuusaku glanced at her hand, slowly fell behind a step, and softly asked, "By the way... why did Chihime think of dating me?"

"Didn’t I say it before?"

Kazama Chihime didn’t turn her head, the cold wind lifted her hair, and her neck felt a bit chilly.

Kamei Yuusaku took out a scarf from the souvenir gift box, helped her put it on, and said, "I want to hear you say it again."

"Eh... truly shameless."

Kazama Chihime blew out a white mist, tilted her face slightly, and said, "Because you are worthless, without talent, savings, or education—just a piece of trash at the bottom of society. So, as long as you’re by my side, I can live without any mental burden."

She smiled, still beautiful: "It’s really nice, thanks to you, I’m very happy now."

Kamei Yuusaku didn’t respond. He lowered his head to pack up the gift box and silently followed behind Kazama Chihime.

"Oh, are you mad?" Kazama Chihime leaned over and studied his face, "Why do you have that look of rage, yet can’t blame anyone? Hmm, it’s really interesting..."

She bumped Kamei Yuusaku gently with her shoulder, saying, "I still like you, forgive me, okay?"

"Well, I’m not angry," Kamei Yuusaku’s face was a bit flushed, "just feeling dizzy, a little feverish, like I’m having a fever."

Upon hearing this, Kazama Chihime reigned in her smile.

She took Kamei Yuusaku home, confirmed he indeed had a slight fever, then helped with boiling water, making medicine, changing cloths, laying out a futon... By the time everything was done, it was already late at night.

Kamei Yuusaku lay in the futon, his eyes open, turning his head.

He saw Kazama Chihime lying on her side on the tatami, their eyes meeting.

"What are you thinking about now?" Kamei Yuusaku asked.

Kazama Chihime said, "I’m thinking... you seem to be in a lot of discomfort, you seem very uneasy in your heart... Without your parents here, now there’s just you at home... If nobody takes care of you, it’d be easy for you to die, wouldn’t it?"

Kamei Yuusaku gently responded with a ’hmm’.

"So, since you’re going to die, I want you to die under my gaze," Kazama Chihime stated.

"Alright."

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