Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 237 - 158: The Extremely Wicked Tamako Arrives!

Chapter 237: Chapter 158: The Extremely Wicked Tamako Arrives!

Fushimi Roku exerted all his might, bringing his Level 3 bedroom skills to the fullest, while having to hold down Minamoto Tamako, exhausting both of them till they were drenched in sweat.

After more than an hour, the foot massage service finally came to an end. Minamoto Tamako lay limp on the sofa, her whole body as soft as noodles, with a dazed expression as if she had been completely ruined.

Fushimi Roku speculated this was probably the side effect of sympathetic nervous excitement—Minamoto Tamako’s profiling talent made her bodily senses more sensitive than average, leaving her completely defenseless against physical contact from the opposite sex.

Sometimes, talent is also a curse.

Fushimi Roku, who possessed a Level 7 negotiation debate skill, found the so-called ’tsundere’ actually stemmed from his ’winning or losing’ mentality.

In Camus’ notebook, it is written: ’The mentality that one must win indicates a low spiritual level,’ which is perhaps why his negotiation debate skill hasn’t broken through to Level 8—he does not enjoy the process of debate, but rather seeks the outcome.

Philosophically, there are many interpretations of ’low spiritual level,’ such as lacking moral concepts, poor emotional literacy, distorted values...

Fushimi Roku admitted he was a mundane person, with no elegant sentiments.

After exhausting Minamoto Tamako, he felt an inexplicable sense of vindication... Did they truly think he was a clay Buddha and would apologize just because he was asked to? He had pent-up anger back then!

Fushimi Roku didn’t believe he did anything wrong, and if there was blame, it should be on Minamoto Tamako for suddenly appearing and disrupting his plan.

Of course, he knew Minamoto Tamako was very sad and upset, and that she might break off with him because of this; it was precisely because of this that he lowered his head and apologized, though this didn’t mean he felt he had done anything wrong.

Thinking of that, Fushimi Roku took out a marker from the drawer while Minamoto Tamako was out of her mind and scribbled and sketched on her face... To be fair, this action was quite childish, but Fushimi Roku found it amusing.

After finishing, he didn’t clean up, just dropped the pen and went back to his room to rest.

Twenty minutes passed and Minamoto Tamako finally regained her senses. She felt her body light and limp, her limbs not very responsive, and even her ears were ringing a bit, perhaps due to too much excitement today.

The living room was quiet, and feeling guilty like a thief, she peeked around to see that Mr. Fushimi and Sakurako were not there, quickly crawling off the sofa, crawling back to the room like a turtle on all fours.

Taira Sakurako was in her room drawing, attempting to replicate a redemption voucher. She was fully focused, completely absorbed, while Minamoto Tamako entered without bothering her.

Taking the opportunity, Minamoto Tamako slipped into the bathroom to clean up, and as she turned on the tap, she noticed the face in the mirror looked unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, she found her face was covered with marker scribbles.

"Unbearable—"

Minamoto Tamako gritted her teeth, her little face turning red with anger.

She pushed up her bangs with her hand, pouted as she leaned close to the mirror, only to see the big words ’Extreme Evil Present’ on her forehead, ’King Overlord’ written on her cheeks, and a black square drawn above her philtrum, resembling a tiny mustache like XTL’s style.

There was no need to guess. This was definitely Mr. Fushimi’s doing!

Minamoto Tamako scrubbed her face with soap for ages until it turned red but could only barely clean off the markings. She washed thoroughly, changed into new pajamas, and angrily went to knock on Fushimi Roku’s door.

"It’s too much! Do you know how vile your behavior is—"

Before she finished speaking, Fushimi Roku opened the door and slapped a white redemption voucher on her forehead, it worked better than an immobilization talisman, Minamoto Tamako immediately fell silent, her eyes crossing as she stared at the voucher.

"Take it, don’t disturb my sleep."

After saying this, Fushimi Roku slammed the door shut.

Minamoto Tamako did not bother with his rude attitude, pinching the voucher at one corner with both hands, raising it high, feeling exceptionally delighted in her heart.

In this way, she had essentially gotten a white redemption voucher for free!

Minamoto Tamako secretly rejoiced, she now had a plan for tomorrow’s foot massage.

But after thinking it over, she felt it best to save up. Now is a time of wisdom, she decided to quit the foot massages in future, properly store up vouchers, and strive to exchange for the top-tier red redemption coupon as soon as possible!

Minamoto Tamako returned to her room and put the white redemption voucher back into the piggy bank. She and Sakurako had not had dinner yet, after a brief discussion, Minamoto Tamako decided to go downstairs to buy a bento.

Meanwhile, Fushimi Roku was back in his room, had taken a shower in his private bathroom, and lay on the bed preparing to sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, within three to five minutes, an angel popped up suddenly, leaning close to his ear and whispered, "Minamoto Tamako likes you, shouldn’t you express a little sentiment?"

Before Fushimi Roku opened his eyes, the demon Kawai also popped up, leaned to his other ear and whispered, "Yes, yes, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime chance, you don’t even need to take the initiative, the rich girl has already taken the bait!"

The angel suddenly raised its head, warning, "Don’t talk nonsense! What do you mean by ’taken the bait’? Making it sound like fishing! We don’t engage in such morally corrupt actions... right?"

"If you don’t do it, it’s a waste not doing it, Tamako-chan is delicate and easy to push down, as smooth as a water doll, you couldn’t find another with a lantern, how can you let it go easily?" The scales on the demon grew more numerous.

"You’re disgusting!"

The angel took off its halo and threw it like a boomerang at the demon. The latter couldn’t dodge in time, got a bump on its forehead, and immediately became furious, raising its fork and charging. The two fought fiercely.

The angel kept defending with its hands, its mouth busy urging Fushimi Roku to think it through...

Fushimi Roku opened his eyes and slapped the two little figures away. He looked at the ceiling, pondering silently... What kind of relationship do they really have?

Suddenly, he thought of a line from The Little Prince:

—It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.

Next, he thought of the Little Prince’s inner monologue:

’My rose, people will think she is just like you, but she alone outshines all of you because she is the one I watered myself.’

Thinking of this, Fushimi Roku suddenly felt a pang in his heart, realizing why his Will attribute dropped from A to B.

He had once watched a movie called Heat, where the protagonist robber McGraw adhered to the ’30-second rule’: in his life, there shouldn’t be anything that cannot be abandoned within 30 seconds.

During the film’s climax, he was leaving the city with the woman he loved, changed his mind midway to avenge his brother, resulting in triggering alarms.

The lover got out of the car, exchanging a glance with him, while criminal police pursued not far away—McGraw hesitated for almost thirty seconds, under the lover’s gaze, he retreated step by step among the crowd, choosing to abandon his beloved.

Fushimi Roku practiced a similar principle.

But on that day, under public watching, he couldn’t step back against Minamoto Tamako.

At this moment, Fushimi Roku had to admit he seemed to have found a weakness.

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