Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard Chapter 229 - 194 Both Sides Begin to Move2

Or was this just an individual action?

He fell into thought.

"The matter is a bit strange."

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The setting sun illuminated the sky, the cawing of crows echoed, and layers of rolling cloud seas were filled with gloom and gold-red, intertwining and reflecting into a crimson dusk over Tokyo.

"See you tomorrow, Hanabi-chan~!"

"See you tomorrow."

Hanamaru Hanabi waved goodbye to her classmates and friends, then turned back to look at Uesugi Sakura, who was staring intently at her from the side.

Her small hand tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Sakura-kun... why did you bring this thing today?"

She was referring to the wooden sword in the bag that Uesugi was holding.

Uesugi Sakura looked at her hair glowing in the sunset: "Didn’t you tell yesterday soone was stalking you? This is, of course, to protect you."

"But that kind of person... won’t co out, right...?"

"Yeah, they only dare to hide in the shadows." Uesugi Sakura walked through the glass doors of the school building.

Hanamaru Hanabi followed beside him, walking down the steps bathed in the slanting rays of the sunset.

Uesugi Sakura didn’t want to talk about such an annoying person.

"Let’s talk about sothing happy instead."

"What does Sakura-kun want to say?" Hanamaru Hanabi’s blue sports shoes stepped down the stairs evenly, one step at a ti.

"Today at the sports eting’s finale, little Hanabi danced the cheerleading dance."

"Was it... unattractive?"

Girls are always concerned about such things.

"Attractive, especially your legs and little tummy under the skirt," Uesugi Sakura smiled at her, "Uh-huh~ so fair and smooth, like a real girl, makes one want to touch it."

Hanamaru Hanabi dodged him with a small step, turning her head to look at him directly.

"What’s wrong?" Uesugi Sakura asked.

"Sakura-kun... said yesterday it wasn’t allowed..."

"Not allowed what?"

"Not allowed to touch randomly."

She promised him yesterday, and now he was pushing his luck.

"That was yesterday’s Uesugi talking, what’s it got to do with today’s Uesugi?"

"How could it be like this..."

"Easy to understand, right?"

Walking out of the school gate together, Uesugi Sakura wondered how to continue teasing her reasonably, "If Hanabi disagrees, I’ll have to take back your Sharky."

"No way!"

Hanamaru Hanabi loved that life-sized shark pillow and imdiately tugged his hand, giving him a pleading look.

"If you don’t want that, make a choice, either bathe with tonight or let wash Hanabi’s feet."

All embarrassing things, he thought about touching her feet every day, Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t want to agree.

"Hanabi... wears a skirt for Sakura-kun to see..."

"No third option."

Uesugi Sakura glanced at the Toyota Crown parked by the roadside.

Looks like the father-in-law was ready, did they capture him yet?

"By the way, at the end of school in the afternoon, where did Hanabi run off to?"

"Went... went..."

Hanamaru Hanabi still didn’t want to say she had made Kitagawa Sakisa a friend since Sakisa-chan said Uesugi really disliked her.

"Went to find your new friend?" Uesugi Sakura smiled.

"Sakura-kun... knew?"

"Nowadays, there are very few things little Hanabi can hide from Sakura-kun."

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Rewind to an hour ago.

Ishibashi Kesuke, who had just bought a can of cherry blossom soda from the vending machine, spoke into the micro walkie-talkie by his ear:

"Police Chief, no accomplices found, he should be alone, should we act now?"

Hanamaru Hiroki’s voice ca through the walkie-talkie:

"Hmm... could be, with the prior evidence Hayashida collected, it’s sufficient, but first find an excuse to make contact, see what the Kitagawa Association intends to do."

About Hanpe Suji, he still needed to consider whether it was truly that guy’s personal reason, or if it was the Kitagawa Association’s directive to kidnap.

If it was, then it didn’t make sense logically.

Why go through so many unnecessary actions?

He vaguely felt that the information gathered by Officer Hayashida had sothing suspicious.

"Understood."

Ishibashi Kesuke lifted his head, glancing sideways at the smoking man loitering around Kamigoe High School.

Forr Zhuji Association enforcer, now a mber of the Kitagawa Association, hovering near the private high school.

Trailing the Police Chief’s daughter every day, if he’s not suspicious, who is?

Holding in his right hand his favorite cherry blossom Coke, Ishibashi Kesuke pretended to be an ordinary passerby approaching.

Leaves rustled beside his ears, and the slightly weak but still oppressive afternoon sun left Hanpe Suji, who was bored and smoking while waiting, a bit thirsty.

He had morized the appearance of the person Kitagawa Sakisa wanted him to find, and would block them as soon as school ended.

Truthfully, he didn’t want to deal with these high school students, after all, they were just kids still wet behind the ears.

But since he had a certain degree of psychological abnormality and liked to stalk female high school students, it was better to catch him and hand him over to the police.

Flicking the only remaining all-black filter with his fingers, Hanpe Suji, leaning under the tree shade, turned his head to look at the distant vending machine.

There’s still a 500-yen coin in his bag.

Whatever, buy a bottle of water.

Pinching the cigarette filter, he started moving in that direction.

Ishibashi Kesuke, approaching him, also noticed the other side began moving.

Maintaining a neutral expression, vigilance crept into his heart.

The two figures edged closer and closer on the pathway lined with zelkova trees.

The closer he got, the more Ishibashi Kesuke realized the gaze of the other seed to be fixed on him.

That look of slight disdain... could he have been discovered?

No, it shouldn’t be so; he had never interacted with people from the Kitagawa Association, nor had he seen him before.

The two brushed past each other.

"Hey!"

Hanpe Suji suddenly stopped behind Ishibashi Kesuke.

Pretending to be a passerby, Ishibashi’s expression remained the sa, but internally he was stirred.

"Anything?" The officer, playing the role of a passerby, turned around and said.

Hanpe Suji, also turning around, scrutinized him several tis, rubbing his chin.

Could it be... he really was discovered?

Assistant Police Chief Ishibashi clenched his favorite cherry blossom Coke tighter.

Hanpe, hands in his pockets, shifted his gaze from Ishibashi’s unchanged face to his hands, saying:

"I originally didn’t want to say this, but I have to warn you—that flavor Coke, it’s particularly awful!"

"Huh, huh...!?"

Ishibashi Kesuke looked at his earnest face with a look of disbelief.

"Didn’t hear it clearly?"

Hanpe Suji frowned deeply, pointing at the pink cherry blossom Coke bottle:

"This stuff, drinking it tastes like extrely rotten cherry, and then your mouth will be full of bitter almond flavor, no aftertaste, just makes your brain feel extrely nauseous."

"Drinking this stuff is just like drinking cyanide!"

Cyanide!?

Ishibashi Kesuke raised his cherry blossom-flavored Coke, his favorite which he’d only sipped, also furrowed his brow deeply:

"I think the cherry blossom flavor is good, the cherry flavor is the bad one, it tastes like gasoline."

"Huh!? Cherry flavor is bad!?"

Hanpe Suji’s brow furrowed tightly, "Don’t you know, cherry blossom is the flavor Buffett loves, the cherry blossom flavor is bad."

"Cherry flavor is bad."

"No, cherry blossom flavor is bad!"

"No, cherry flavor is bad!"

"No matter how many tis you say it, cherry blossom flavor is bad, it just is!"

"I rebut you with the sa words,"

Ishibashi Kesuke, fixating on his movents, put down his beloved cherry blossom Coke, subtly eased into a fighting stance, ready to apprehend this stalker of female high school students:

"No matter how many tis you say it, cherry flavor is bad, just like foul gasoline!"

Skilled with his hands, Hanpe Suji understood his move clearly.

—Even though he did it very cautiously.

Want to fight?

His favorite thing being insulted was absolutely unbearable!

Absolutely not!

Even if he had rested for a while, Hanpe wasn’t the type to never fight back.

He imdiately assud a defensive stance.

Words were pointless here.

With a bent right arm and a straightened wrist, as Ishibashi Kesuke narrowed his eyes, he instantly reached toward the opponent’s right underarm and thrust forward.

The move was extrely skillful.

’Damn, really fighting? He even knows Judo?’

Hanpe Suji realized he wanted to perform a shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground directly.

Not giving the chance.

As the opponent’s right foot stepped forward, he sidely positioned himself close to the opponent’s body, grabbing his collar, dragging and pulling with effort toward his side.

Due to this, Ishibashi Kesuke lost the offensive, his movents slightly halted.

Quick reflexes.

Street fighting’s all about being a cunning rogue; if it works, it works.

But an Assistant Police Chief wasn’t a pushover, at least a departnt leader in the police station.

Moreover, the professionals in his section weren’t slackers either.

Bending both knees and twisting his left foot, maintaining a firm stance.

Hanpe Suji imdiately realized this person wasn’t ordinary; every move and posture slled of the Police Headquarters.

Here specifically to pick a fight with him!

’Damn it! Did I provoke the Police Headquarters!?’

Grasping his clothes tightly and pressing downwardly with effort to drag backward.

’Great strength...’

Ishibashi Kesuke was jerked forward with a stumble by the sudden burst of strength from him.

Hanpe Suji’s past experiences were no joke, taking advantage of the chance.

A right swing kick swept towards his lower body.