After working until 10:00 PM, Fujiwara Yu changed into his own clothes and walked out of the host club. As soon as he opened the door, he noticed five of his classmates standing in a row at the door. He had already guessed what they were going to do, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he chose to stop them.

"Instead of apologizing, it would be better to give them some material rewards, such as Klimt bread from the canteen." Fujiwara Yu felt that he was very kind and did not ask for too much and threaten them to contract the snacks for half a year.

Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but feel curious when he heard this. He stepped forward and asked:

"Little Fujiwara, you worked so hard for so long and didn't get paid?"

"Here's the money, do you want it?" Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes. You know, he was risking being expelled from the police academy to get a suitable reason for them to borrow the uniforms to complete the so-called convenience store rescue.

If he accepted the money, wouldn't that leave him with something to hold against him? That wasn't his style.

"Can't we talk while walking? I'm really sleepy and want to go back to take a shower and sleep." Matsuda Jinpei yawned and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Even if he smoked two cigarettes now, he couldn't stop the sleepiness.

"Speaking of which, I'm going to be on duty on the streets tomorrow, right? I've been assigned to the patrol team, what about you guys?"

After hearing Rei Fūya's question, everyone expressed the groups they were assigned to.

Except for Fujiwara Yu and Morofushi Kagemitsu, the rest of the people are on patrol, while the two of them are involved in traffic control and are responsible for intercepting pedestrians or drivers who are considered suspicious.

Worried about falling asleep during tomorrow's duty, the six of them didn't dare to neglect their pace and immediately returned to the police academy. Of course, they hadn't expected Onitsuka Yazo to stay up late at night and actually stand guard at the school gate - just to catch these little bastards who had been worrying him so much.

"Oh no, why is the instructor at the door?"

"Should we climb over the wall and get in?"

Although Onizuka Hachizo was a middle-aged man, he had very good eyesight. He noticed Fujiwara Yuu and the others laughing and walking towards the main gate from a distance. After noticing that they deliberately slowed down their pace, Instructor Onizuka, sensing their intention, immediately shouted at the top of his voice:

"You little brats! How long are you planning on staying outside the school?! Get in here now before I get angry!"

The old ones are still the wisest. As soon as these little bastards tilted their butts, Onizuka Hachizo knew that they were up to no good and were obviously discussing how to avoid his punishment.

After hearing the instructor's roar, they hurried to the main entrance and stood there as if nothing had happened. Hagiwara Kenji pretended not to see the instructor and said with a wry smile:

"Instructor, why are you still up so late? I'm really touched that you're standing at the door waiting for us to come back~"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. You know what you did today."

Onizuka Yazo's heart was in his throat when he received the notification. He had heard on the phone that the criminals were armed with hunting rifles, and he was very worried about the safety of his students. Fortunately, he learned that no one was injured, and he was relieved to listen to the details of their actions in the case.

Onizuka Hachizo felt that the well-behaved students he recognized were gradually being led astray. Even Morofushi Kagemitsu, who had originally stayed out of the loop, was now joining them in their mischief. Was there really not a single student he could worry about? Even if he didn't have high blood pressure, it was practically through the roof!

He now feels like he's about to develop post-traumatic stress disorder from receiving phone calls. He always feels that nothing good will happen if he receives a call at night. When he hears the phone, alarm bells go off in his heart, thinking that something has happened to his students again.

Life is really not easy!

"Greek, even though we violated the school rules, didn't we resolve the matter very well? Stop nagging us and let us in to rest. We still have to be on duty outside the school tomorrow." Matsuda Jinpei glared with his half-moon eyes, the tail end of his tone being prolonged due to fatigue. He had finally swallowed back a yawn.

Onitsuka Hachizo really wanted to scold them, but when he thought about how they were the ones who solved the cases every time something happened, he could only sigh helplessly and wave his hands:

"Everyone, go back and get some rest. If you encounter something like this next time, report it to me immediately. If I'm not around, report it to the instructors at other training grounds or the police at the nearby police station. Got it?"

"Yes—I understand—"

"Hurry up and go back to take a shower and go to bed!"

Onizuka Yazo watched the others jogging away and took out his phone to call the dormitory manager.

"Hello, Yamada, this is Onizuka. A few guys from our class just finished giving statements at the police station. Yes, could you please turn on the hot water controller? Thanks!"

After hanging up the phone, Onizuka Yazo also walked towards his own staff dormitory building. Thinking back to the one month since he entered the school, he saw three cases, and even a murder case occurred in the police academy...

Tsk, this is really weird. The police academy used to be very peaceful.

Thinking of Fujiwara Yuu who was present in every case, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to himself:

"Is this kid possessed by some god of bad luck? I'm really worried about his future. If he keeps running into cases as a detective in the First Investigation Division, I'm afraid he'll have to work year-round."

Fujiwara Yuu, who had just arrived at the dormitory building, couldn't help but sneeze. He rubbed the tip of his nose and felt a little strange. He didn't feel cold. Was someone scolding him?

His suspicious eyes drifted towards the natural curly girl who was most likely to scold him. He reached out and poked Matsuda in the waist, and said in a strange tone:

"Matsuda, are you secretly cursing me in your heart?"

"Huh? Why would I scold you for no reason?" Matsuda Jinpei felt wronged. He was clearly thinking about whether to go to the canteen to buy fried noodles and bread tomorrow. He raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "Besides, am I the type to secretly scold people in my heart? If I were to scold you, I would definitely do it to your face!"

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