“Cough cough cough cough… cough cough… cough cough cough!!”

The entire private room was filled with Matsuda Jinpei's heart-wrenching coughs. As a childhood friend, Akihara Kenji reacted quickly and reached out to pour a cup of iced barley tea and handed it to him.

He was glad that they drank ice water in winter, otherwise the scalding hot tea would have caused secondary harm to Matsuda Jinpei.

Yin Dahang smiled and pushed Fujiwara You behind him forward. The unsuspecting person almost lost his pace. He glanced at squad leader Yin Da helplessly. He didn't expect that the squad leader would become more and more childish as he grew older.

"What a surprise, squad leader. Jinpei-chan and I were just discussing whether you should bring your girlfriend to meet us." Akihara Kenji raised his eyebrows, an inexplicable smile on his lips, and said slowly: "I really didn't expect you to give us such a big surprise, didn't you, Fujiwara-chan?"

Not surprisingly, the two men easily recognized Fujiwara Yu. He had no way of hiding himself in front of acquaintances. In other words, he didn't want to hide... There was no need to hide from someone he trusted.

After drinking half a cup of iced barley tea, Matsuda Jinpei finally recovered and stopped coughing, then stood up from his seat. His expressionless face was quite imposing, and he clenched his fists and walked directly towards Fujiwara Yu.

Knowing he couldn't escape the beating, Fujiwara Yu simply gave up resisting and subconsciously closed his eyes before the fist hit him. But after a few seconds, he still didn't feel any pain. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the huge fist stopped in front of his nose and didn't fall down.

"Matsuda, you..."

There was a glint of surprise in Fujiwara Yu's eyes. He had prepared himself to be beaten before he came, but he was surprised that Matsuda Jinpei didn't do so. Could it be that he didn't intend to forgive him for leaving without saying goodbye?

"Tsk, my fists aren't meant for beating you up." Matsuda Jinpei retracted his hand and turned back to his seat. He held his cheek with one hand and said the same old, second-grade speech he made back then: "I have to save my fists for the Superintendent. It's too boring to beat up a small-time police officer like you."

"You haven't given up this unrealistic dream yet?"

"Aren't you just as humorless as before? You can't even understand a joke, you boring guy."

Fujiwara Yu, who was being criticized, took the seat of Matsuda Jinpei. His nervousness gradually disappeared. He realized that even though he hadn't seen them for a while, he didn't feel awkward. A few words seemed to drag him into the past, as if he was back to the spring five years ago, the season when cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

Matsuda Jinpei pushed the complimentary sardine puree in front of him, pretending to have forgotten Fujiwara's dietary restrictions, and recommended it with a joking smile:

"This sardine puree is delicious. Come and try it, Fuji."

“…”

Fujiwara Yu looked down at the sardine paste that was pushed in front of him. He hated fish dishes the most, let alone sashimi crushed into paste. The double dislike did not achieve a positive result, but doubled the disgust.

But thinking that Matsuda might not forgive his selfish behavior, after thinking about it, he showed a brave expression of no return, picked up the fish paste the size of a rice grain with a quick knife, closed his eyes and prepared to swallow it in one breath.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're really eating!!" Seeing that Fujiwara Yuu wasn't acting, Matsuda Jinpei quickly leaned forward and grabbed his wrist. He glared at him speechlessly and said, "Really? You can't even tell I'm joking? Am I the kind of person who would force someone to eat food they don't like?"

Akihara Kenji smiled and placed the sardine paste in front of him, handing him the menu.

"Little Fujiwara, you don't think we'll be angry after seeing you, do you? We were angry only out of worry. Now that we see you're healthy and well, we naturally won't be unhappy, so just relax a little."

"Yes, Matsuda's temper has become much more restrained in recent years. He is no longer at the age where he bites everyone he sees!" Yin Dahang happily poured himself a cup of tea, and there was obviously something ulterior in his words.

Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows so much that his sunglasses fell down onto his nose. He rested his hands on the table with an unhappy expression that had a bit of a Yamaguchi-gumi vibe to it.

"Huh? What do you mean by biting everyone you see? Squad leader, don't make me sound like a dog!"

"Look, Fujiwara, this is what it is like. Matsuda is still the same to people he knows."

Several people were chatting and laughing, and they all tacitly agreed not to ask Fujiwara You why he left without saying goodbye. They didn't even ask why he dyed his hair. In the end, Fujiwara took out his police officer ID, indicating that his identity outside had changed.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the police officer's ID. He was a little unhappy just now because Fujiwara had grown taller after graduation. Now he saw that the column for police rank was "Inspector". He widened his eyes and thought of a certain blond-haired, black-skinned man who was also a police inspector.

Moreover, he is more valuable, he is a police inspector in the National Police Agency.

"Fujiwara-chan, is your real job similar to that of Kofujiwara and the others?" Kenji Akihara asked as he picked up a piece of cabbage salad and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it.

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Fujiwara Yuu didn't think there was anything to hide about this information, as they would all know it sooner or later:

"Well, it's just that their situation is more dangerous than mine, but don't worry, I am cooperating with them now and will not let anything happen to them."

"Even if they don't tell us, we know how difficult undercover work is." Matsuda Jinpei pulled a cigarette case from his pocket, looked at Fujiwara Yu, who used to dislike the smell of cigarettes, and asked, "Do you mind?"

Fujiwara Yu did not answer, but took out cigarettes of the same brand from his trouser pocket.

Yin Dahang, the only non-smoker present, could not help but frown. He directly performed his duties as instructor Guizhong, put the two people's cigarette boxes into his pocket, and said:

"Eat well and don't smoke. It's not good for your health. Yan Er, don't laugh secretly. You should smoke less, too, okay?"

"Yes, yes, really... Class monitor, it's a good thing you are the same age as us, otherwise if it was your turn to guide our class, you would probably have to sweep the bathhouse every few days." Akihara Kenji directly handed over his cigarette box. He and Matsuda are actually quite addicted to smoking, and they basically smoke half a pack every day.

"This is for your health. By the way, is there enough meat? Don't be polite, Fujiwara is treating us today. He has two salaries and is much richer than us!" After saying this, Yin Dahang picked up the landline in the house and called the front desk, ordering five servings of barbecue at once.

"Fuji, treat us?" Matsuda Jinpei's eyes lit up, having eaten too much from convenience store bento. He hadn't eaten much just now, so now that someone was treating him, he naturally wanted to order everything he wanted. He said bluntly, "Squad leader, another serving of conger eel chazuke and ten skewers of grilled chicken meatballs, grilled with sauce!"

"no problem!"

"Then I'll also add five beef skewers and oyster rice."

"learn!"