Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 235 - 156: Revenge Spending

Chapter 235: Chapter 156: Revenge Spending

Minamoto Tamako’s mind exploded with a buzz.

The speaker, the blue-robed believer from before, was still sharp with his words, making Minamoto Tamako feel for the first time that her life was over.

When her mom had read her letters in front of her, it hadn’t been this socially crushing. This feeling was like a full-body tingling paralysis, blood rushing backward and pounding against her forehead, her brain wishing her body would just drop dead on the spot.

"Oh? Is there more to this?"

Fushimi Roku got interested, put down his chopsticks, leaned forward, and asked seriously, "What else did she say?"

The other person followed suit by putting down their wine glass, spitting out Minamoto Tamako’s exact words, mostly about the details of Fushimi Roku’s daily life:

For example, Fushimi Roku always liked watching real estate variety shows, also liked eating small cakes, and usually preferred pulling the dining table over to the sofa... Additionally, Minamoto Tamako detailed their dates (investigations) together.

"She definitely likes you!" Otomachi Hayashi concluded firmly.

Junko lowered her head in self-pity, holding a pint of beer, sitting silently in the corner. She peeked at Fushimi Roku’s profile through the gap in her bangs. The latter was listening with interest about Minamoto Tamako’s matters, with not even a glance towards her.

On the other side, Minamoto Tamako couldn’t listen anymore, the backward flowing blood hitting against her temples again and again, she could hear her eardrums buzzing.

He can’t keep talking!!!

Minamoto Tamako suddenly stood up, yanked the sliding door open, and shouted, "Stop talking! It’s not like that at all!"

Everyone was startled, turning their heads in unison, only to see Minamoto Tamako taking quick steps, her calves breaking into a sprint, appearing in front of Fushimi Roku in a flash, grabbing his collar with both hands, flushed with anxiety and embarrassment, her eyes welling up with little pearls.

"I-I was lying about that just to find someone! He was the one who said that if the relationship wasn’t close enough, I couldn’t visit the church, so I lied!"

"You should understand, right?! It’s just like executing a mission, merely a temporary undercover identity! It’s absolutely not like how he said! I don’t have any special feelings for you at all!"

The two looked at each other in shock, and Fushimi Roku was also stunned.

Moments later, Tamako slowly came back to her senses, gradually releasing Fushimi Roku’s collar, her gaze sweeping around, everyone was staring at them, it was eerily quiet inside and outside the izakaya booth.

"..."

Tamako slowly slumped to the ground, covering her face with her hands.

Fushimi Roku thought today was truly a splendid day; he had done something good for once, and it just so happened that everyone saw it. Minamoto Tamako had embarrassed herself for once, and unfortunately, all their colleagues witnessed it...

At this point, the gathering was naturally impossible to continue.

Everyone in the booth tactfully took their leave, even Shirakawa Miki said they would meet up again next time; the Criminal Police were left feeling both envious and a bit irritable from all the flirting going around. Kinosaki Shoujin opportunistically docked Watanabe Shun’s salary for half a month, citing false emergency reporting.

Watanabe Shun couldn’t argue, he glared fiercely at Fushimi Roku, signaling with his eyes: If you’re a man, confess now!

How could he let the girl confess first?

Unfortunately, Fushimi Roku was not Kazama Tatsuya, there was no wavelength synchrony or tacit understanding between them. Even if Watanabe Shun blinked so much it looked like Morse code, Fushimi Roku couldn’t be bothered to decipher it.

After everyone dispersed, Fushimi Roku called over a server to settle the bill, then reached out and pulled Tamako by the back of her collar. Regaining her senses like a spy waking up in an interrogation room, she peeked through her fingers, cautiously ensuring everyone else had left before breathing a small sigh of relief.

Maybe I’ll take a day off tomorrow...

I feel too embarrassed to go to work, boo hoo...

Diligent Officer Tamako’s reputation took a hit, her self-esteem deeply wounded, and for the first time, she had thoughts of not going to work. She couldn’t shake this off for three to five days, and might find herself cringing at the memory of this at midnight, wanting to bang her head against a wall to forget this dark history.

When Tamako looked up again and met Fushimi Roku’s gaze, her heart couldn’t help but speed up a few beats. Her face turned red, she quickly turned away, continuing to explain, "I-I’ve said everything that needed to be said, if you don’t believe me, well, I can’t help it..."

"Why wouldn’t I?"

Fushimi Roku smiled with a particularly crafty look, making Tamako feel uneasy. He continued, "As your partner, how could I possibly doubt your sincere dedication to justice?"

"Yes! That’s right!" Tamako nodded instinctively.

"Moreover, haven’t you said it before? You’re not interested in romance; you’re determined to become a famous detective and police chief in the future, definitely not like those foolish girls who are obsessed with love." Fushimi Roku continued.

"Right, right, right!" Tamako nodded like a pecking chicken.

"But on the other hand," Fushimi Roku sat cross-legged on the tatami, leaning forward to curiously scrutinize Tamako’s face, "why are you here?"

"Uh?" Tamako was puzzled, looking back.

"Were you following me?" Fushimi Roku pressed.

"This... this..." Tamako began fidgeting with her index fingers, becoming hesitant.

"Do you doubt my devotion to justice?" Fushimi Roku emphasized.

"No... I don’t..."

"Then why were you following me?" Fushimi Roku clutched his chest, showing a hurt expression, "I never thought I’d be so unworthy of trust in your eyes; it really hurts..."

Tamako’s shame transformed into guilt, worried that Mr. Fushimi, in anger, might find another excuse to run away from home. She hurriedly tried to make amends, "Then, could I use a Redemption Voucher... to offset this?"

"This is what you said!" Fushimi Roku had been waiting for this.

He promptly stood up, wasted no time in dragging Tamako back home, urging her to hand over the Redemption Vouchers from her piggy bank.

Only then did Tamako realize that Mr. Fushimi wasn’t really angry at all, nor did he care about her claiming to be Mr. Fushimi’s girlfriend... This penny-pinching lazybones was just set on reclaiming Redemption Vouchers!

Since this time she was indeed in the wrong, and considering that Mr. Fushimi did a good deed by donating money to those in need today, Tamako figured handing over a green Redemption Voucher was nothing...

"Why only one?" Fushimi Roku was very dissatisfied: "At least two!"

"But..."

"Hmm?"

Fushimi Roku immediately started his Evil Chant · Social Death Version: "Oh dear, who was it that claimed to be my girlfriend outside? Who sneakily brought colleagues to follow me? In hindsight, my anger and silent treatment towards you were extremely prescient! Otherwise, you’d have definitely stealthily infiltrated the cult with me!"

Tamako covered her ears, buried her face into the sofa, rolling back and forth as if she’d heard a dreadful spell.

"I get it! Stop it! I’ll give it to you!" she screamed in frustration while rolling.

Fushimi Roku snatched two green Redemption Vouchers from her hand, his mood significantly improved, to the point where even Taira Sakurako’s disdainful look seemed adorable.

Under Tamako’s reluctant gaze, he slipped the two green Redemption Vouchers into his wallet. Tamako hung her head low, clasping the only remaining white Redemption Voucher, suddenly overwhelmed by a deep sense of defeat.

At this rate, she feared she’d never be able to exchange it for a Red Redemption Coupon her entire life!

With that thought, Tamako’s emotions took over, acting out of defiance, she gritted her teeth and said, "I want to redeem!"

Fushimi Roku realized he had pushed too hard, quickly advising her to save up. Tamako shook her head firmly, her gaze determined as if she were pledging allegiance:

"I want to redeem a foot massage service!"

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