Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 807 - 490: Marriage

Fushimi Roku stood at the crossroads.

The red light kept flashing, the train crossing clanged, and ti ticked away second by second. Kujo Yua’s voice ca through the phone again: "This ti I’m here to help you. If I have any resentnt toward you, I’ve already let Tamako watch the videotape."

Fushimi Roku glanced at Tamako across the street: "Hasn’t she seen it yet?"

"No," Kujo Yua’s voice was heavy.

"The videotape has already been spread, it can’t be hidden," Fushimi Roku rubbed the calluses on his fingers.

He didn’t expect this day to co so suddenly.

Ever since writing the words "Heavenly Punishnt" in the hall, Fushimi Roku had imagined more than once what the final outco between him and Minamoto Tamako would be like.

Perhaps it would be him revealing his flaws, or perhaps Minamoto Tamako uncovered the truth, through probing and confrontation they would adjust to each other... Ultimately, driven by a suitable opportunity, Minamoto Tamako changed him, or he changed Minamoto Tamako, bringing the matter to a thorough conclusion.

But reality was different from his imagination, life doesn’t have a progress bar, he doesn’t know which mont is the movie’s climax. The director suddenly shouted cut, the screenwriter said this is the decision, this segnt is the ending, while the protagonist remained oblivious, still picking at their toenails in front of the cara.

Until the end of the movie, many years passed and it was replayed again and again, the actors then realized - oh! That’s how this scene should be perford.

Unfortunately, life has no chance for a retake.

"Tell her not to get involved in this matter," Kujo Yua reiterated her reason for calling: "Even if you can’t do it, you can at least delay a while."

"What’s the point?" Fushimi Roku asked.

Kujo Yua took a deep breath, as if she made a significant decision: "Do you know? Even one second is enough to change a person’s entire life."

"So what?"

"You should get married," Kujo Yua said.

Fushimi Roku was stunned, standing straight, people flowed past on both sides, Kujo Yua’s explanatory voice sounded in his ears:

"Article 147 of the Criminal Procedure Law explicitly grants spouses the right to refuse to testify, furthermore, specific professionals such as doctors, lawyers, police officers are protected under Article 134 of the Penal Code for ’Breach of Confidence’ for secrets learned through their profession, even if the spouse consents to testify, the professional can still refuse..."

"If there’s no problem on your side, propose as soon as possible. Of course, Tamako may not agree, so in a few days her grandfather might fall seriously ill, then you both can return to Hokkaido together, her grandfather will naturally facilitate this marriage..."

He understood Kujo Yua’s implication, this was undoubtedly a despicable yet effective thod.

As long as they got married, even if Minamoto Tamako learned the truth, she would have to keep the secret together.

The traffic light began to count down, seemingly urging him to make a decision. Minamoto Tamako across the street was looking around, waiting for the countdown to end to run over to him.

Fushimi Roku stood at the street’s crossroads, there were two forked paths. The right side traffic was halted, the red light was about to end, the left side had continuous traffic, the green light was about to shine.

In fact, he only had fifteen seconds to choose.

But Fushimi Roku didn’t realize this, he was just thinking, this is a more serious lie, calculating in his mind the amount of redemption vouchers needed to solve this trouble. His fate was already decided in layers of lies, he would keep following this trajectory.

As the red light ended, and the green light appeared, Fushimi Roku hung up the phone, turned to walk towards Minamoto Tamako, as easygoing as ever:

"All done packing? Let’s go, let’s have so grilled at together."

Minamoto Tamako knew nothing of the decision in his heart, ran along the crosswalk and said: "I didn’t pack, sothing unexpected happened, you’ll never guess what!"

"What is it?" Fushimi Roku feigned ignorance.

Minamoto Tamako recounted the events that occurred in the Special Investigation Departnt and then asked Fushimi Roku for his opinion.

Fushimi Roku shrugged: "What else is there to say, the leader has already issued orders, there’s no way to investigate..."

Minamoto Tamako raised her ahoge, puffed out her chest, placed her hands on her hips, and said proudly: "That’s right! Whenever injustice and corruption appear in the Police Departnt, it’s ti for the mystery team to step in!"

She had already expanded the mystery team to six people, growing stronger and stronger—nowadays not even high school clubs can gather six people!

"That’s not what I ant..." Fushimi Rokukyo squinted his eyes.

Kujo Yua was truly farsighted in making that call, the mother really understood her daughter.

Minamoto Tamako couldn’t hear it at all, she had already assud Mr. Fushimi would join, and proceeded to call, summoning Senior Watanabe and others.

Fushimi Roku turned away, and while she called, he replied to Kujo Yua’s ssage:

"Okay"

...

Minamoto Tamako holding her pink flip phone, walked while calling: "Alright, we’ll et later... Mr. Deer bought grilled at, we can talk while eating..."

At this mont, a beep sounded in her ear: "Ah, wait, another call is coming in."

Minamoto Tamako hung up Sister Yalan’s call, lowered her head, fiddling with the small phone: "Huh, it’s Mom calling..."

Fushimi Roku stood beside with his hands in his pockets, saying: "It might be sothing important, you should quickly answer."

"Okay," Minamoto Tamako, unsuspecting, answered the call: "Moshi moshi, Mom, have you heard about the Cat Island videotape thing..."

The inquiry ceased abruptly, Minamoto Tamako’s eyes widened, she asked: "Eh? Really, Grandpa he..."