Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 190 - 111 Tsukihime and the Guardian of the Sun

Chapter 190: Chapter 111 Tsukihime and the Guardian of the Sun

After the renovation of the Sugamo Station front Patrol House, it was renewed inside and out. The green sign sprayed with ’KOBAN’, the glass door hanging with two vertical banner signs, the left yellow and the right green, the left reading ’Patrol Area with Enhanced Prevention’, and the right ’Special Vigilance in Action’.

Since the riot incident, the Sugamo Station front Patrol House received a large sum of funding for recruiting newcomers, adding equipment, and improving welfare benefits. Currently, the patrol police on duty have expanded to six people, and there is another patrol house at the end of the street, which is more forceful compared to the past.

Moriyama Yasurou went to organize the team at the patrol house, saying that he invited two ’seniors’ to provide guidance training. The patrol police whispered among themselves, one raised a hand to ask: "Could it be ’Tsukihime and Nichimori’?"

"Yes."

Moriyama Yasurou crossed his arms and said calmly: "You all must have heard, right? They were formerly patrol police at the Sugamo Station front Patrol House, only came half a year earlier than you. In just six months, they cracked numerous cases, one has already successfully become a criminal police, and the other is undergoing initial training, becoming a criminal police is just a matter of time."

As a frontline command officer, the most important skill is good at drawing a big picture. Only by drawing a big, round pie, will someone charge forward and work hard.

Now that there are more people at the patrol house, it’s inconvenient to manage, and there are no promotion channels, the patrol police inevitably become passive. Moriyama Yasurou simply took Fushimi Roku and Minamoto Tamako as examples to brainwash the new patrol police everyday: "If they can do it, you have no reason to fail! Get your spirits up, hone yourselves well, and approach your work with full enthusiasm! Sooner or later, you will also become honorable criminal police!"

"Yoshi!"

The patrol police listened with boiling blood, eager to start doing push-ups immediately.

To be honest, they were all curious what the legendary ’supernova duo’ would look like.

The industry has been abuzz, everyone says the duo is a pair of partners, one man and one woman. From the first time the criminal police of the Toshima District Police Station saw them, they felt these two were extraordinary, and offered much help.

According to informed sources, the female officer is gentle and keen, delicate like moonlight, spotting subtle clues in cases, thus praised as ’Tsukihime’; the male officer is sunny and steadfast like the sun, always guarding his post, providing a solid backing for his partner, hence called ’Nichimori’ — people who have seen them always say: "Truly a match made in heaven!"

Before the scheduled training time, the patrol police gathered together to chat. Rather than discussing how formidable the supernova duo is, they were imagining what ’Tsukihime’ looks like and lamenting when they would have such a gentle, beautiful female partner themselves.

These days, the ratio of female police is pitifully low, let alone among patrol police, even if somewhat attractive, they wouldn’t degrade to physical labor.

Thus, the current Sugamo Station front Patrol House is considered a monk’s house, the only opposite sex is Moriyama Yasurou. Though she is indeed pretty, she’s unfortunately a superior, so the patrol police dare only imagine, not act, at most picking more discs with female superior themes when buying.

"Must be a dominatrix type? Very intellectual..."

"Yes, yes, long black straight hair, wearing rimless glasses, speaking softly."

"Ah... so envious! And what’s ’Nichimori’ like..."

"Must be very heroic? That’s why everyone says they match."

"Impossible——it’s a TV drama character setting!"

...

Just as the chatting heated up, suddenly there was a rolling wheel sound outside. Moriyama Yasurou voluntarily opened the door, went out to greet, exchanged a few words, then scolded, "Everyone, perk up!"

"Yes!"

The patrol police tidied up their attire, stood at attention, lined up on both sides in the reception hall.

A voice from outside, ’Heave ho, heave ho’, like a girl pushing something heavy; followed by a young man’s impatient urging: ’Can you put some effort? Haven’t eaten or what?’... The patrol police looked at each other, a vague foreboding rising.

A dozen seconds later, the door was pushed open. The leading patrol police stomped, raised a hand, shouting: "Attention!"

"Salute!"

Everyone shouted with morale: "Hello, Senior!"

Minamoto Tamako, panting, pushed Fushimi Roku through the door. Hearing the shout, she was startled at first, quickly realizing these juniors were warmly welcoming her! She hurriedly waved her little hand, responding: "Hello everyone!"

The crowd looked at each other, the scene suddenly quiet. If it weren’t for Minamoto Tamako wearing a police uniform, they would’ve thought a high school student barged in... Nowadays, Minamoto Tamako’s demeanor was slightly more mature, at least not mistaken for a junior high school student.

"Respond!" Fushimi Roku, sitting in a wheelchair, reprimanded with a cold face: "That’s how you respond when a senior greets you?"

The patrol police came to their senses, under Director Moriki’s deadly gaze, hastily bowed and apologized. Fushimi Roku, relentless, even as a disabled person, scolded more chillingly than Director Moriki.

One patrol police had seen a Yakuza leader, whose tone was just like Fushimi Roku’s, but lacked Fushimi Roku’s oppressive aura.

"Mr. Fushimi, don’t be so harsh!" Minamoto Tamako advised: "Recall how seniors treated us back then, be patient and kind in guiding newcomers..."

Hearing this, the patrol police breathed a sigh of relief, feeling Minamoto Tamako was like a little angel, sent by God to save them.

Fushimi Roku ’tsk’-ed, he originally intended to pressure these brash youngsters. Everyone seemed to vaguely catch his intention, looking at him nervously.

After Kazama Chihime passed away, he smoothly inherited the ’soul ring’: "Lv7 Fujikishin Kenjutsu", and "Lv7 Social Charm"... Without Minamoto Tamako’s reminding, he knew what kind of demeanor to show, what aura to exude, and what words to say to mingle with these juniors, earning their admiration.

But knowing is one thing, Fushimi Roku just didn’t want to do it.

If forced to ’perform’, it would only appear awkwardly unnatural, with a mere three or four out of ten potential charm at best...just like a top martial arts master, with inner strength and moves, but lacking the mental method.

Someone else’s things are ultimately theirs, even Absorption Star Technique has backlash, having no side effects is already very good.

To fully comprehend and exhibit skills tenfold, daily practice is needed to make it one’s own. Not only practice mental state but also muscle memory to fully show Lv7 swordsmanship at its peak.

For now, not mentioning social charm, Fushimi Roku thought swordsmanship practice should be prioritized. Not for self-defense or defeating enemies, just simply agreeing with Minamoto Tamako: ’If you don’t know Sword Dao, you can’t wield a real sword to look cool’.

"Don’t be afraid, everyone, actually, Mr. Fushimi is a good person!"

Minamoto Tamako explained in a word, suddenly remembering that she was here to help with the training guidance, then very enthusiastically asked if the juniors had any questions.

Some patrol police tried asking about daily legal statutes, Minamoto Tamako knew them by heart, even explaining usage cases; others inquired about investigation tips, Minamoto Tamako selflessly shared her deduction experience, leaving everyone listening in bewilderment, only then realizing the little senior had some skills.

The last patrol police, standing at the back, raised his hand, after hesitating, asked a heartfelt doubt: "Sometimes, I think... patrol police work is humble, but we have considerable authority, capable of doing things other professions cannot. If all united, using this ’strength’, couldn’t we easily eliminate gangs?"

"Our ’strength’ should only be used for good," Minamoto Tamako replied.

"Then what is Senior’s definition of ’good’?" that patrol police was somewhat unconvinced.

"Just like Port Tusert said," Minamoto Tamako paused, seriously and calmly said: "——You will understand when the time comes."

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