Ai initially wanted to refuse, as she wasn't very interested in such noisy occasions. However, she couldn't resist Miyamoto Yumi's persistent enthusiasm and her moral blackmail of "you are all great contributors and must celebrate together," and was eventually half-dragged along.

After all, she was indeed a "great contributor" today.

Upon entering the KTV private room, the lights were dim and music began to play.

The three policewomen displayed very different behaviors.

Surprisingly, Miwako Sato has a pretty good singing voice, with a clear tone and a good sense of rhythm. Although she can't compare to Reiko Akiba, the music teacher of Kusunoki Hanyu, she is more than capable of outshining her two best friends.

Yumi Miyamoto basically shouts when she sings; she's tone-deaf but full of energy, belonging to the type who thinks, "As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed." Naeko Miike, on the other hand, has a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz and is always off-key; she blushes with embarrassment after singing just a few lines.

After several rounds, Sato Miwako emerged victorious, while Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko suffered crushing defeats and were punished by having to drink a lot of alcohol.

"No, no, Miwako, you're cheating! Yuzuru, come help us! We're two against one... no, three against one!"

Miyamoto Yumi blushed and started to act spoiled, pulling up Hanyu Nan, who was sitting peacefully bystander, and forcibly dragging him into the fray.

"This...isn't that a bad idea? My singing is just so-so."

Yuzuru originally just wanted to be a quiet listener and enjoy the performance of the three beautiful policewomen, but he was forced to participate, his face clearly showing that he was "forced to perform".

Then... he tortured everyone.

Even the previous winner, Sato Miwako, was ruthlessly crushed.

The moment he picked up the microphone and opened his mouth, his voice, which seemed to have its own reverberation and holy light effects, immediately silenced the entire private room.

Not to mention the tone-deaf Miyamoto Yumi and the shy, off-key Miike Naeko, even Sato Miwako, who sang quite well, was somewhat lost in thought, staring blankly at him.

Is that voice... real?

Was it kissed by God?

This is what you call "mediocre singing"?

So what are they? Noise makers?

As expected, Yuzuru Hanyu dominated the entire audience with his phenomenal singing voice, perfectly demonstrating what it means to be "invincible and lonely".

After all, this is the man even the queen of high notes, Reiko Akiba, exclaimed, "Are you cheating?"

Now, the number of people being forced to drink the penalty shot has increased from two to three.

The three female police officers, unwilling to admit defeat, were aroused by a strange competitive spirit and all expressed their desire to "avenge their grievances." As a result, they naturally lost even more miserably and drank even more.

Thus, the three policewomen, who were unapproachable and charming in the eyes of countless male colleagues in the Metropolitan Police Department, gradually revealed a more unrestrained and...clingy side of themselves under the influence of alcohol.

The perfect man was right in front of me, and we'd had a few drinks; the atmosphere was just right.

Three women make a drama.

When the play revolves around a man, things get a little out of control.

Yuzuru Hanyu instantly became the center of the encirclement.

Yumi Miyamoto, who was quite drunk, was the boldest. She put her arm around Nanami Hanyu's neck and demanded to hear him sing a love song alone. Miwako Sato, though relatively restrained, also had a dazed look in her eyes and laughed and egged him on from the side. Even Naeko Miike, who was usually the most shy, blushed and mustered up her courage to come over and quietly ask to clink glasses.

Surrounded by three tipsy, fragrant policewomen, with their sweet voices and beautiful scenery, Yu Shengnan truly experienced what it means to have "happy troubles".

Sitting in the corner, Ai looked at the scene of "embracing both of them," her icy blue eyes flashing with cold light, her small hands gripping the juice cup, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Ah, men.

I knew I couldn't give him a friendly look!

They had barely managed to appease him when he reverted to his old ways!

A leopard can't change its spots... Humph!

In the end, all three policewomen passed out drunk on the large, soft sofa in the KTV, sprawled out in various sleeping positions, completely unconscious.

Yumi Miyamoto was even snoring cutely.

Yuzuru looked at the mess and shook his head helplessly.

"Seriously, you can't drink, yet you drink so much."

He resigned himself to his fate and began to clean up the mess.

First, he easily lifted up Sato Miwako, who was the tallest and had the most stunning curves, in a standard princess carry.

Hmm... It feels quite heavy. As expected of one of the most popular policewomen in the Metropolitan Police Department, she is indeed well-endowed, with plenty of curves in all the right places.

Then there's Miyamoto Yumi, full of energy, yet now like a docile kitten.

Finally, there's the petite and adorable Miike Naoko, as light as a feather.

Like a professional porter, he carefully carried the three beautiful women into the car one by one and settled them side by side in the back seat. Fortunately, the back seat of the Mazda RX-7 was not too narrow.

Then, based on the address that Yumi Miyamoto vaguely and intermittently gave him, he drove to her apartment building.

Park the car properly.

Yuzuru looked at Miyamoto Yumi, who was sleeping soundly in the passenger seat with a silly smile on her lips, and gently patted her cheek: "Yumi-nee, wake up, we're home. Where are the keys?"

Yumi Miyamoto mumbled a sleepy "hmm," her eyes still closed. Her finger unconsciously but precisely pointed to the bulging, proudly curved pocket on her chest, and she mumbled, "It's...in here...take it yourself...don't be shy..."

Yu Shengnan looked at the spot she was pointing to, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This location... is a bit sensitive.

Is this a test for the cadres?

"This isn't quite right..." he said, feeling embarrassed, but his hands moved without hesitation, very "gentlemanly" taking the keychain out of her shirt pocket with a full-coverage motion.

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