Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 475 - 346: Dream Link-Up 2.0

You know, the way guys view their first tis is completely different from how girls see theirs.

For guys, the first ti is purely about the desire for action, untainted by any impurities. They’ve invented classic lines like "Want to co up for a cup of tea?" "Why is it so hot today?" "I’ll just hug you, won’t touch," "I’ll just rub, won’t enter," and so on...

Of course, there are also boys who are considerate of the girl’s feelings and go with the flow, letting things happen naturally.

However, even when it cos down to the critical mont, even the most innocent boy would never righteously refuse, educating the girl by saying: "No, premarital sex is wrong," "Wouldn’t our private exchange allow others to gossip?"...

A girl’s first ti is mixed with fear and curiosity, with a touch of hormonal desire.

Wanting physically doesn’t an wanting ntally; wanting ntally doesn’t an feeling it physically.

Attracted to each other, yet worried about what others might say; hearts fluttering with desire, but afraid of trusting the wrong person.

Even when the timing, place, and people are all perfect, and the scenery is beautiful, girls would still have a sense of anxious confusion about the future.

For Minamoto Tamako, this is a total blind spot of knowledge.

Even at 22 years old, after experiencing many things and becoming a reliable criminal police officer, in matters of love between n and won, she has no difference from an eighteen-year-old girl... maybe even not as mature as an eighteen-year-old girl.

After all, girls at eighteen these days have already seen a lot.

So Minamoto Tamako was both looking forward to and fearing that sothing might happen. Even just hugging Fushimi-kun and sleeping for one night, she found it great — this indicated Fushimi-kun was a man of restraint, who wouldn’t frivolously take advantage of a girl.

In contrast, Fushimi Roku was purely afraid, without any lewd thoughts.

"This isn’t right, I’m not wearing clothes..." Fushimi Roku declined tactfully.

"No problem, I’ll wait for you to put on your pajamas." Minamoto Tamako eagerly walked out, standing at the door, with her hands behind her back, waiting for Fushimi Roku to get dressed.

After confirming she closed the door, he suddenly lifted the covers.

He was holding Uesugi Shion by the throat with one hand and pressing her chest with the other. He wasn’t doing this to take advantage of her but to ensure she couldn’t breathe or make any sound.

Uesugi Shion’s face turned blue and purple. Fushimi Roku released his grip as she was about to gasp for air, but he just caught her throat again with one hand, warning in a low voice, "Slowly, don’t make a sound."

Just as he finished speaking, Minamoto Tamako’s voice ca from outside the door: "What did you say?"

"I was talking to myself!" Fushimi Roku shouted back.

He turned his head, whispering to ask if Uesugi Shion understood. She blinked, not knowing what he ant.

Fushimi Roku couldn’t kill soone in his house, so he could only loosen his fingers gradually, keeping a close watch on Uesugi Shion to prevent her from suddenly making a sound — if she was about to scream, he would hit her chest before she could voice it.

Uesugi Shion coughed weakly twice, a physiological reaction unavoidable. Fushimi Roku had to cough loudly, overshadowing her sounds.

She breathed heavily for more than ten seconds and finally cald down. Before she could speak, Fushimi Roku wrapped a round of transparent tape around her mouth: "Stay under the bed and don’t make a sound!"

"Why did I hear the sound of tape?" Minamoto Tamako asked again.

"The waterbed seems to have burst... I’m fixing it with tape!" Fushimi Roku said loudly.

"Huh?" Minamoto Tamako pushed the door open again: "The sheets won’t be wet, right?"

Fushimi Roku didn’t have ti to shove Uesugi Shion under the bed, so he had to lie down on it, repeat his trick, and cover himself with the blanket.

"Not wet, I’m pressing it with my hand."

Facing Minamoto Tamako, he patted Uesugi Shion over the blanket: "Look at how springy this waterbed is..."

Minamoto Tamako wanted to help, but Fushimi Roku quickly stopped her and warned loudly: "I’m blocking the leak with my right hand. If you move even a little, it will leak."

"Then hurry up and move it away..."

"Can’t do it!" Fushimi Roku said: "Without the waterbed, I can’t sleep. I’ll move it tomorrow."

Minamoto Tamako found it strange and started to show a suspicious expression.

Her personal feelings were always written on her face, and Fushimi Roku noticed it right away.

To prevent Minamoto Tamako’s intelligence from taking the high ground again, Fushimi Roku had to use his left hand and pat the left side of the bed, changing the topic: "Why don’t you lie down here?"

He thought Minamoto Tamako wouldn’t agree.

According to Fushimi Roku’s knowledge from his previous life, when a man and a woman lie on the sa bed, sothing is supposed to happen — especially if the guy invites the girl to sleep together. The girl knows what will happen, the guy knows the girl knows what will happen, and the girl knows the guy knows she knows what will happen.

This is an unspoken rule.

But Minamoto Tamako didn’t think so. To her, when Fushimi-kun invited her for a nap at noon today, it surely was to improve their relationship... so she would reciprocate, and sleeping together at night with Fushimi-kun is what a couple should do.

Of course, it was just sleeping because Fushimi Roku’s nap was just sleeping too.

Even though Fushimi-kun might have used hypnosis tapes for bad deeds, Lady Tamako was generous and adhered to the principle that a suspect is innocent until proven guilty, so she temporarily did not hold it against him.

Therefore, when Fushimi Roku patted the bed and invited Minamoto Tamako, she hesitated for a mont, then blushed and lifted the blanket halfway, lying neatly beside Fushimi-kun.

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"..."

All three remained silent.