Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 144 - 66 Self-discipline Self-evaluation Form

Chapter 144: Chapter 66 Self-discipline Self-evaluation Form

If it were in the past, Minamoto Tamako would definitely realize Mr. Fushimi’s ’sinister intentions’; but as the saying goes, love lowers intelligence, and if Minamoto Tamako were to retake an IQ test now, she might just score at a level indicating intellectual disability.

Her brain began to spin wildly, and she thought it’s no wonder Mr. Fushimi has been so nice to her recently, giving Christmas gifts and rewarding her with little cakes... Could it be, perhaps, or is it possible, that Mr. Fushimi has impure thoughts towards her, beyond friendship?!

What to do?! Should she reject him? But what if she’s misunderstanding? Wouldn’t that be awkward then?

Calm down! Calm down!

Mr. Fushimi might also want to slack off, so he’s taking her around under the guise of investigating... But, what if? What if Mr. Fushimi really is interested in her?

At this point, Minamoto Tamako’s little head went blank. She didn’t even remember how she got home; she just hid in her room once there, not even changing into her pajamas, rolling back and forth on the bed.

Taira Sakurako suspected she was poisoned, sitting beside her frantically flipping through books, trying to find symptoms similar to Minamoto Tamako’s: absent-mindedness, restlessness, muttering to herself, accompanied by occasionally hugging a pillow and kicking wildly, doing push-ups on the bed suddenly, inexplicably tearing petals from flowers in a vase...

"Like... don’t like... like... don’t like..."

Minamoto Tamako muttered as she tore. In the end, only a ’don’t like’ was left on the flower’s stamen. Pouting inexplicably, she put the flower back in the vase, pondering that maybe it could grow another petal if nurtured further.

Taira Sakurako changed into a mask with an expression showing three parts doubt, three parts unease, and four parts fear.

Noticing this, Minamoto Tamako realized her odd behavior. She explained the situation to Taira Sakurako, but this only made her more anxious... Regardless of whether Mr. Fushimi had strange thoughts, her own state was very strange!

As an incredibly cute young lady, how could she not have been pursued before? Usually, Kawai would help fend off those frivolous rotten suitors. Occasionally, when she met one or two decent guys, Minamoto Tamako would reject them as having ’different aspirations.’

Although this reason for rejection was quite juvenile, that was indeed her thought back then.

When she becomes a real famous detective and police chief, when the media writes her memoirs, it would say: Chief Tamako had noble aspirations from her student days, publicly declaring that ’unless you are a companion of justice, you cannot accompany me’...’

Perhaps what she said back then might even become a famous quote, cited by elementary school students in their essays!

In short, Minamoto Tamako was clear that under normal circumstances, being secretly admired would not trouble her like this.

"Could it be, have I slackened in my pursuit of ideals?!"

Minamoto Tamako flipped over and jumped down from the bed. She opened her suitcase, rifled through it for a while, then pulled out an old, yellowed homework notebook, flipping through it until she stopped on a page.

On the page was a chart with immature handwriting, full of youthful memories. Taira Sakurako leaned in to take a look, and saw the title "Self-discipline Self-evaluation Form" prominently written at the top of the chart.

"See that? This is what’s used to stay awake at critical moments! Sakurako, you could use it for assessment too when encountering such situations."

Minamoto Tamako patted the notebook, pointed to the corner notes, and said, "Below 10 points means the evaluator is in an extremely clear-headed state and still firmly practicing their convictions; 10 to 30 points means there’s been slight slackness recently, but it’s not a big deal, just a matter of balancing work and rest; over 60 points, that’s very dangerous..."

With a serious expression, she continued sharpening her pencil with a sharpener, "60 points is a critical point, exceeding the danger line means the evaluator is already muddled and has become a playful fool, who might turn into an idiot only interested in dating guys!"

Taira Sakurako nodded with understanding, changing into a mask with an expectant expression.

"It’s starting!"

Minamoto Tamako finished speaking, knelt on the tatami mat, and began to write frantically, giving herself a score.

"Total time spent reading detective novels in the past week?"

"Zero."

"Communication with the opposite sex in the past month? If yes, skip to Question 12"

"Skip."

"(Multiple choice) Frequency of communication with the opposite sex..."

"More than twenty sentences a day."

"Is it for work/school communication or daily communication?"

"Daily communication."

"Multiple males or a single male?"

"Single."

"Were there any other females present during the communication?"

"No."

...

Minamoto Tamako wrote diligently from start to finish, completing three pages before she finished the form.

In the end, she calculated the total score, 63 points, she immediately felt like the sky was falling.

What to do?

If it goes on like this, how can she fulfill her past ideals? How can she carry out her agreement with Kawai? How can she become an excellent famous detective and police chief? She might not even be able to get past Mama’s hurdle!

"No, no!"

Minamoto Tamako shook her head repeatedly, started to deceive herself, using an eraser to modify the answers she filled in.

"How can this be daily communication? I must have been confused, haha, it’s clearly a discussion between colleagues!"

"A single male is also wrong, aren’t Senior Kazama and Senior Watanabe there too? They’re also males, change it, change it..."

"What do you mean there were no females present? That’s way too careless, Sakurako weren’t you there the whole time? It’s all your fault for always hiding in cardboard boxes, too low-profile..."

She edited until the score awkwardly dropped to 20 points, only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

Looks like it was her overthinking. Although there has been some slack recently, as the saying goes, work and rest balance is a good thing. Minamoto Tamako erased the pencil marks, put the notebook back in the suitcase, and decided to return to the peak of self-discipline starting tomorrow!

Not even Mr. Fushimi can disturb her peace!

Moreover, Mr. Fushimi might not secretly admire her; maybe she’s just scaring herself. She was still confident in the purity of the detective squad, after all, everyone is a comrade!

Thinking of this, Minamoto Tamako felt her thoughts cleared, and contentedly went to take a bath.

Taira Sakurako listened to the sound of splashing water, withdrew her gaze, secretly took out Minamoto Tamako’s self-evaluation chart, flipped through it for a moment, then put it back.

After that, she crawled into her little cardboard box and wrote out the entire chart on the inner wall of the box. She evaluated herself, and the final score was only 3 points.

Hmm, not bad, she was quite satisfied.

Minamoto Tamako finished her bath and prepared to start studying. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fushimi called her out again to give a foot massage, saying that if it’s done well, she could get a little cake... Minamoto Tamako silently put down the Law Code, thinking if she promised to do something for someone, she should do it, how much effort could a foot massage take? It wouldn’t be too late to study later.

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