Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner

Upon hearing this, Minamoto Tamako immediately thought of Sakurako's 'innocent remarks':

——'Usually when a guy enters a girl's room, they immediately start kissing.'

At the time, she worried that Sakurako always stayed at home and couldn't interact with her peers, which naturally led to not knowing how to socialize, and she couldn't establish a sound worldview. Her only channels to the outside world were TV, comics, and social science books... Although Sakurako enjoyed herself, Tamako still had concerns deep down.

Previously, they didn't have the money to send Sakurako to school, and they each had their own commitments, making it hard to spare the time.

Now that they had a tuition subsidy, it was indeed time to consider sending Sakurako to school.

If she remembered correctly, Tokyo had special schools dedicated to educating people with disabilities. Sakurako, as someone with high-functioning autism, should be better cared for at a special school...

"Hmm, I still have to seek her opinion on this."

Minamoto Tamako decided not to make the decision impulsively. Given Sakurako's special condition, she needed to ask for Sakurako's opinion. She couldn't just force her to go to school thinking it was for her own good.

Wait a minute...

Minamoto Tamako frowned. It was only now that she inadvertently realized that she often asked Mr. Fu Jian to do this and that under the guise of it being for his own good. No wonder he always looked so impatient; could it be that his rebellious phase had arrived?

So to speak, Mr. Fu Jian's psychological age is quite immature, probably on the same level as Sakurako!

Upon realizing this, Minamoto Tamako felt she should be strict with herself and lenient with others; she shouldn't be so petty with Mr. Fu Jian;

However, what's past is past, and now is now. Since Mr. Fu Jian was currently in a romantic evaluation phase, naturally, he had to be held to high standards and high expectations—how can one treat a lover and a partner by the same standards?

As for the past, just let it be!

She didn't want her future boyfriend to be a lazy, arrogant, lying, sneaky, unambitious salary thief!

With this realization, Minamoto Tamako continued to browse the menu as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later, Kazama Tatsuya and Watanabe Shun arrived one after the other.

Both of them lived in the Sugamo Apartment, so their commute should have been the same and they should have arrived earlier. In reality, as soon as they woke up, they went to Tokyo University Hospital to get a medical check-up, and they were just coming from the hospital.

Watanabe Shun's injuries were more severe: his jaw was dislocated, some teeth were missing, and his left cheek was a mess of flesh. Right now, he could only mumble incoherently.

The doctor advised him to eat liquid food for a few days, but he still came, not for the food, but to have some wheat juice.

As for Kazama Tatsuya, he wasn't in any major trouble. After a comprehensive check-up, the doctor advised him to rest more. His liver and kidney functions were a bit weak, and he might even have some nerve fatigue. He should try to relax more, or else he might be worn out.

Kazama Tatsuya didn't think much of it and followed the doctor's advice, planning to relax. Just then, Minamoto Tamako called to invite him for dinner, so he came over.

Moriyama Yasurou was the last to arrive.

She spent an hour writing down everything she had been through; then, spent another hour fighting with herself mentally, deciding to report the Cat Island incident to her superior; she dawdled for an hour on the way, choosing to burn the records as if nothing had happened.

After all, there were no casualties, and the arbitrator promised not to harass them again in the future. It was better to avoid trouble than to stir it up. Although she was unresigned, she still decided to let it go.

No one expected Kujo Yua to be there too. When they entered the private room, everyone was taken aback, found a place to sit quietly, and bowed their heads without saying a word, not daring to make a sound.

Kujo Yua merely sat quietly by the table, still exuding a strong presence that no one could ignore. The pub's private room became her domain—except for Minamoto Tamako, who was immune to Kujo Yua's presence; she wasn't aware of it at all and was secretly texting Fushimi Roku.

"Where are you? Everyone's here, what are you dawdling for?"

Four or five seconds later, Fushimi Roku replied: "I didn't say I was coming."

Minamoto Tamako was stunned and thought to herself, this isn't good. If Mr. Fu Jian doesn't come, won't this gathering really turn into a dating event?

She secretly glanced up, looking at the two men in the private room: one had a face swollen like a pig's head, trying to pour alcohol into a feeding bag; the other was a one-eyed, one-armed dispirited uncle, sitting there like he was meditating...

She didn't mean to dislike her seniors, but if she had to pair up with them, she'd rather go to a maid café and perform a cute, love-filled heart-shaped omurice dance for otakus.

No way! To sup%po^rt our w!o-rk, ple&a@se r!e$a-d+ on M|V|LE_MP*YR.

Mr. Fu Jian must come!

It was no longer about overcoming Mr. Fu Jian, she had to protect herself!

Minamoto Tamako bent down, her thumbs flying over her phone's keyboard, cold sweat starting to form on her back.

"Why aren't you coming?"

"Did you not have dinner?"

"Everyone's here, I'm treating, so just come and eat a little."

Fushimi Roku's reply was succinct, just two words: "Not going."

He had thought it through clearly; this gathering was definitely a trap. Minamoto Tamako couldn't discern Kujo Yua's intentions, but he could hear them loud and clear, and he wasn't about to find discomfort for himself.

Minamoto Tamako had to resort to a lie, continuing to text: "We're discussing the Cat Island matter, and I want to thank you for saving us."

"You're welcome," Fushimi Roku replied.

"Then will you come?" Minamoto Tamako felt hopeful.

"Not coming," Fushimi Roku replied.

"Can't you give me a reason?" Minamoto Tamako was like an ant in a hot pan, anxiously running around.

"Why don't you check what time it is? What decent person would go out for a gathering at 1 AM?" Fushimi Roku countered.

"But we just woke up, didn't we?" Minamoto Tamako asked.

"That's why I'm adjusting my schedule now. Good night," Fushimi Roku replied.

"Don't sleep! Just do me a favor, okay? Eat first, then you can sleep!"

As soon as Minamoto Tamako pressed the send button, a ghostly voice from Kujo Yua came to her ear, "Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived? If not, let the waiter serve the dishes…"

"Wait a minute!"

Minamoto Tamako quickly chuckled awkwardly, "There's still one person who hasn't arrived... He's on his way, he'll be here soon!"

Everyone knew who she was talking about, but no one said a word. Moriyama Yasurou and Kazama Tatsuya silently glanced at Chief Kujo, whose expression was inscrutable as he held his teacup, unmoving like a pine tree.

Watanabe Shun, oblivious to the atmosphere, asked, "Suction Lamp Fujian Army? Ta ti zhunjie yuide niyiqi lai? (Are you waiting for Mr. Fu Jian? Why didn't he come with you?)"

He felt that even though his words were a bit garbled, they were still barely understandable.

But to the others, Watanabe Shun sounded completely like ababa jibber-jabber, only Kazama Tatsuya guessed what he was trying to say and motioned for him to shut up.

Watanabe Shun, thinking the others misunderstood him, took out his pager and typed out what he wanted to say on the screen.

On the other side, Minamoto Tamako was also typing on her phone, continuing to persuade Fushimi Roku: "Be careful, I'll dock your points! If you don't perform well, how will you compete with the other eleven candidates?"

Fushimi Roku replied instantly: "It's just about assessing 'qualifications as a boyfriend.' Are your criteria for a partner to find someone who's on call like a waiter? Then you should have dinner with the other eleven candidates."

"Then I'll use the Redemption Voucher. Is that fine with you?" Minamoto Tamako was out of ideas.

"Sorry, I used Rabbit Coin to purchase a 24-hour delay in fulfillment. By accepting the Rabbit Coin, you are aware and consenting,"

Fushimi Roku was truly a master of Tai Chi, deflecting every push without a drop of water.

"What do I have to do to get you to come?"

Minamoto Tamako was so anxious smoke was coming out of her head. She vaguely felt her mother watching her but didn't dare to look back to confirm.

Now she was facing the ultra-mega awkward situation at a social gathering:

—Everyone is waiting for your friend, and you have to endure everyone's urging for them.

The most fatal part is, she just lied that Mr. Fu Jian was already on his way, and if he refused to come, everyone would have waited in vain, and she'd become the Queen of Awkwardness.

What to do?

If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed. I should've just lied to Mom saying everyone was busy...

Just as Minamoto Tamako regretted it inwardly, her phone vibrated; Fushimi Roku had sent a message, and when she looked at it, she was instantly furious.

—"Give me back the Rabbit Coin, and I might consider it."

Damn, always thinking about my three melons and two dates...

Minamoto Tamako pouted and typed back: "Alright, when can you arrive?"

Fushimi Roku replied instantly: "Just considering, didn't say I'd agree."

Minamoto Tamako was about to explode. She wanted to reply that he could come if he wanted to, she didn't often treat, and this guy gave her no face at all, clearly having no intention of sleeping, but still making excuses about adjusting his body clock. It was really infuriating!

"What do you want?" she replied in a harsh tone.

"You really want me to go?" Fushimi Roku's tone was cheeky.

"It's not that I want you to come, it's that everyone is waiting for you. After coming back alive, don't you want to meet up with everyone?" Minamoto Tamako typed quickly.

"Then I won't go," Fushimi Roku began teasing again.

"What if it's me who wants you to come?" Minamoto Tamako frowned.

After a few seconds, the reply came into view with two big words:

"Beg me"

"Beg my ass!!" Minamoto Tamako couldn't help but curse softly. She didn't know what mindset Fushimi Roku had when he typed those two words.

She had felt something was off before; since Fushimi Roku came back, he seemed like a different person, not only with a strange personality but also seemingly hiding something from her.

Just that, after coming back, she had been working non-stop and hadn't had time to think carefully.

"What's wrong?" Kujo Yua glanced sideways, "He's not coming?"

Minamoto Tamako was shocked, quickly closed her phone, and awkwardly laughed: "Soon... soon..."

Then she lowered her head and gritted her teeth to reply: "I beg you to come soon!"

Hmph, wait till you get here, I'll make you look good!!

"Not sincere enough in your attitude," Fushimi Roku still pushed further.

"What do you really want?"

"I just think you're asking for help with no sincerity at all."

"This restaurant has handmade luxury Japanese desserts, I was planning to treat you."

"You should've said so earlier, heading out now, wait for me,"

…Great, finally got him on the hook.

Minamoto Tamako revealed a small sinister smile of 'got you in my trap'.