Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 143 - 65: Anti-Overwork Plan

Chapter 143: Chapter 65: Anti-Overwork Plan

The next day, Minamoto Tamako got up very early.

She tied on her red ribbon, changed into her running shoes, and was about to head out for a morning run, but was stopped by Fushimi Roku. This lazy guy getting up early was a rare occurrence, which made Minamoto Tamako quite surprised.

"What’s up?" she asked, puzzled.

"I think, you know, going out for a run in winter isn’t suitable; it’s easy to catch a cold, so you should wait until the weather warms up to exercise."

Fushimi Roku had a flash of inspiration during a dream last night and came up with a better solution.

Improving oneself is hard, better to drag someone else down. Instead of competing with Minamoto Tamako, why not relax together?

Tamako was a bit touched, thinking Fushimi was concerned for her, but she still insisted, "No problem, I have immunity after the last cold! Besides, exercising in winter can also boost immunity..."

"No, no, no," Fushimi Roku shook his head repeatedly, interrupting, "Think about it, if you catch a cold, wouldn’t it delay work? Now is the crucial time for investigation; you can’t take risks with your health!"

Minamoto Tamako listened and thought it made sense. She couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t get sick and felt work should come first.

"Right... Well, I’ll go back to my room to review the case files; Sakurako memorizes them faster than me..."

Just as she was about to return to her room, she was pulled back by Fushimi Roku: "The time of the morning is precious and shouldn’t be wasted on studying. One should enjoy life and have fun!"

"Huh? Weren’t you the one who said I should set an example? And that I shouldn’t be too slack at my age?" Tamako felt he was being a bit inexplicable.

Fushimi Roku remembered, he really did say that: "Play, play, play, all you know is play. How can you still be so lazy at your age?" "Especially you, Tamako; It’s not that I’m picking on you, but how can you not lead by example?"...

Tsk.

Why does this guy only learn to be bad and never learn to be good?

Fushimi Roku was left with no choice but to play his trump card: "Although it’s not time for work yet, I’m planning to go out and investigate the case. Want to join me?"

"Eh? I’ll go change my clothes! Be right back!" Minamoto Tamako dashed back to her room to change into her uniform.

She adjusted her attire in the mirror, pondering why Fushimi ended up being so diligent all of a sudden. Could it be that her massage skill really worked? Is Fushimi complying because he’s afraid of her foot massage punishment?

No, since that massage last night, Fushimi’s attitude has been odd.

First, he said he’d reward her with a small cake, promised to massage her feet tomorrow, and now he’s up early saying he wants to investigate a case with her... Minamoto Tamako looked down at her hands, her face grave, wondering if she really had a knack for foot massages. Perhaps she accidentally unblocked Fushimi’s acupuncture points last night, which is why he changed for the better?

She was upset all evening by the result of an intelligence test last night, doubting herself as Watson. Luckily, Sakurako was there with her, helping her push through the tough time. She decided to strive and surpass Fushimi, to become a famous detective and famous police chief!

Like the tortoise and the hare race, Fushimi is the proud and lazy hare, while she is the diligent and determined tortoise, bound to overtake him someday!

Yet, who would have thought, that Fushimi would become diligent now! Not only did he get up early, but also initiated a case investigation outside working hours, which immediately put Minamoto Tamako under pressure.

She must work extra hard!

Minamoto Tamako didn’t forget the agreement with Mama; during Fushimi’s first training period, she must beautifully solve a murder case to secure her job and gain Mama’s support!

Go, Tamako!

She held up the Rabbit Police Officer to cheer herself on.

All set, Tamako was enthusiastic about heading out. Fushimi Roku, however, curled back onto the sofa, saying he wanted to lie down for ten minutes to recover some energy before heading out to investigate.

Tamako sat on the sofa, watching him for ten minutes. Unexpectedly, Fushimi Roku then said he needed to change clothes, asking Tamako to wait another twenty minutes.

"What kind of clothes take twenty minutes to change into?" Tamako squinted, her tuft of hair posing like a cobra ready to strike.

"What do you know? A man needs to dress well to go out, it’s about having a sense of occasion. Don’t you even have that bit of patience? Men and women are different; I’m changing clothes, so please avoid peeking." Fushimi Roku went back to his room and, in front of Tamako, closed the door.

He lay on the bed, reading manga for fifteen minutes.

In the last five minutes, he finally got up, changed into a cornflower blue shirt, added a Klein blue vest, and topped it off with a navy trench coat, making himself look less like a criminal police officer on a case and more like a male model attending a runway show.

"Okay, I’m ready," Fushimi Roku said as he opened the door.

Tamako glanced him up and down, unable to help but comment, "That’s way too extravagant, isn’t it?"

"Good point, let me change again, just give me twenty minutes." Fushimi Roku turned and left, shutting the door before Tamako could protest.

Another fifteen minutes of slacking off followed. One must say, slacking off under someone’s supervision feels the most legitimate and enjoyable.

Although Fushimi Roku wanted to keep slacking, the same trick obviously couldn’t be used twice. After twenty minutes, he dutifully changed into the standard black trench coat of a criminal police officer and opened the door.

Tamako had long been fed up with waiting, having learned her lesson. Even if Fushimi Roku came out only in his underwear, she wouldn’t bother to comment.

They dawdled for nearly an hour before Fushimi Roku reluctantly headed out.

But there was no chance of investigating, not in this lifetime; with Kujo Yua watching, the Great Memory Recovery Technique is hard to perform, so slacking off is the only way to maintain such a lifestyle...

Fushimi Roku first took Tamako to a dessert shop, harshly interrogating the staff to confess the seasonal specials. The suspect, Italian Mont Blanc Dessert, was served and was sentenced to life imprisonment in Officer Tamako’s stomach;

Next, Fushimi Roku took Tamako to the amusement park, where they deeply investigated the safety of amusement facilities, trying to understand Mrs. Kamei’s homicidal motive from the lack of recreational experience;

Then, Fushimi took Tamako to the cinema to watch a romantic film called "Heartbeat Innocence: Love You Again," aiming to understand the Kamei couple’s marital tragedy through modern film and to summarize Kamei Yuusaku’s educational failures;

Finally, as the movie ended, they stood at the cinema entrance, clutching unfinished popcorn, waiting for a taxi. It was nearing evening, the sky was getting dark, snow began to fall again in Tokyo, and the street trees were wrapped in Christmas lights, twinkling in the draping blue night sky.

Tamako was still immersed in the movie, sighing over the love story of Ayousuke Kanjin and Ai Fuji Aiko. It wasn’t until snowflakes drifted across her gaze did she snap back to reality, realizing that all the pedestrians were couples.

Hiss...

Today...

It seems to be...

Christmas...

Come to think of it, they weren’t investigating at all! Although she could tell Fushimi was skiving, she couldn’t resist his clever wordplay that always resonated with her.

More importantly, he treated her to dessert, took her to an amusement park, and even watched a movie... wasn’t this a date?!

With a pop, Tamako crushed the popcorn box in her hand.

White popcorn scattered, falling with the snow. Like an old-fashioned popcorn machine opening to high heat, sweet like syrup, yet panicked, chilling in winter snow like fire.

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