It's too lame. I feel shy just because of this. It's really too lame.

Yin Dahang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, caught the shyness and tactfully made a gesture to remind the guy who was not driving seriously that he could take over the driving.

Fujiwara Yuu pulled over to the side of the road, exchanged driving rights, and then answered:

"No, I'm not that popular in the Metropolitan Police Department, you know... I'm still very serious when I'm working."

"You're lying! You even have a support blog."

"How do you even know that?" Fujiwara Yuu asked in surprise with his eyes wide open.

Miyano Akemi looked down at the book in her hands. The cherry blossom bookmark inside had been perfectly preserved, showing no signs of yellowing. She curled her fingers slightly and mustered the courage to speak the words that had been buried deep in her heart for so long:

"Because I want to know everything about you, I went to find out. Speaking of which... Fujiwara-kun, there's something I haven't told you. Actually, six years ago, when you left, I climbed over the wall into your house and found a copy of 'The Complete Works of Natsume Soseki'."

"The Complete Works of Natsume Soseki".

Even if Fujiwara Yuu was slow in love, she would have naturally reacted to what she had prepared six years ago. Besides, Miyano Akemi had already said this, so only a fool would not understand what she was going to say next.

No, this is completely messed up...I should be the one saying this.

"Wait a moment!"

"Huh?" Miyano Akemi was startled by the voice. She asked in confusion, "Did something happen?"

"Where are you now? Could it be... at my house?" Fujiwara Yu asked uncertainly with a frown.

"Yeah, so you..."

"Wait a minute, don't say anything!" Fujiwara Yu moved his phone as far away as possible. He turned his head to look at Yin Dahang beside him and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Brother Hang, how long will it take to get to Beido-cho 4-chome now?"

"Although it's only three kilometers away, you can see that it's the rush hour for school and get off work, and you know the traffic congestion in the city." Yin Dahang shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Fujiwara Yu bit his lower lip hard, calculating the traffic jam time in his mind and finally deciding to rely on himself. He raised his phone and hurriedly said, "Wait for me there," and hung up. Then, under Yin Dahang's surprised gaze, he opened the car door and ran away.

"Hey, you!" Yin Dahang held his forehead speechlessly as he watched Fujiwara Yuu run away. It seemed this guy didn't even want the car anymore. He sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Oh, forget it, let's be a good person and help him park in the parking lot of 4-chome."

After the call was hung up, Akemi Miyano was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the whispers on the other end of the phone that she heard completely, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

She looked up at the gradually darkening sky. It seemed that the moonlight tonight should be quite good.