Chapter 9's ideal type couldn't be clearer.
Good question!
Before his thoughts could process it, Furuya Zero silently applauded his childhood friend.
"My ideal type?" When asked a question that touched on a blind spot, Kitagawa Ryusei frowned slightly and tapped her temples lightly with the fingers that were supporting her face.
This is a habitual action he takes when he's thinking.
This is one of the most frequently asked questions in Truth or Dare, but Kitagawa Ryusei had never really thought about it.
After all, before becoming a police academy student, he had been living the life of a corporate slave, staying up all night every day to contribute to the port mascot, and had no plans to include dating in his schedule.
He prefers discussing business to dating.
They only talk about interests; feelings are just a bonus.
A successful relationship can fill your wallet, and a failed relationship can at least give you some financial security. Either way, it's better than ending up with nothing but heartbreak and financial ruin in a relationship.
So when it comes to his ideal type, he can only try to roughly sketch out a figure in his mind.
Make it eye-catching... so that he can be seen at a glance in the crowd.
"Then I need to be taller?" Kitagawa Ryusei wondered.
Secondly, the other party must be outstanding enough.
He desires intimate relationships that are evenly matched and full of tension.
Ideally, one should have a firm stance and an upright character, so that one can pull oneself back when he goes off the rails.
With the basic framework in place, the next step is the details.
Having no prior experience, Kitagawa Ryusei instinctively sought answers from the people around him.
Five pairs of eyes shone brightly under the light, their curiosity deepening as Kitagawa Ryusei pondered.
Among them, Rei Furuya, with his blond hair, stood out.
Kitagawa Ryusei was startled by this idea and awkwardly looked away.
However, as the saying goes, the more you try to ignore something, the more attention it will take up.
For example, even though he wasn't looking at it anymore, Kitagawa Ryusei's thoughts had already shifted from "the hair is so conspicuous" to "dark skin looks healthier and prettier."
And those downturned puppy eyes—I always felt that if Furuya Rei wanted to, perhaps no one could resist his gaze.
If my future partner looked like Rei Furuya, that wouldn't be so bad, Kitagawa Ryusei turned his gaze back.
But wouldn't it seem too strange to have a close friend from the same period as my ideal type, making the other person feel awkward?
Kitagawa Ryusei quickly put the brakes on in his mind and spoke in reverse, mimicking Furuya Rei's characteristics.
"Long, straight black hair, green eyes, pale skin, and preferably with a slightly rebellious look!"
"..." Furuya Rei remained silent for two seconds, then, like a toy whose batteries had been removed, suddenly froze: "Huh?"
Completely surprised by this answer, Morofushi Kagemitsu also fell silent.
...It seems completely unrelated, Zero.
"What's wrong?"
Didn't I avoid his features? Kitagawa Ryusei looked at Furuya Rei, slightly puzzled.
Why is the reaction still so strong?
Kenji Hagiwara immediately grasped the key point, his purple eyes sparkling with gossip: "With such specific details, does Ryuu have someone she likes? There don't seem to be any girls like that at the police academy."
There's no doubt he can remember every girl at the police academy. Kitagawa Ryusei explained, "There wasn't a specific girl, and my ideal type has always been male!"
He was exceptionally open about his sexual orientation, and of course knew that others wouldn't care.
After saying this, Rei Furuya's facial muscles, which had just stiffened, relaxed almost imperceptibly, but he still remained silent.
Taking in the expressions of the two men, Morofushi Kagemitsu lowered his head, took a sip of water from his cup, and silently thought to himself:
It couldn't be more obvious.
The game continues, and this time Matsuda Jinpei faces off against Furuya Rei.
Even after nearly turning his naturally curly hair into a woolly curl, Matsuda Jinpei was still outmatched and lost the battle.
Kenji Hagiwara immediately rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
Knowing his childhood friend's personality well, Matsuda Jinpei gave him no chance to speak: "Honestly! I don't want to do anything weird at the matchmaking event anymore!"
"That's a real shame..." Kenji Hagiwara blatantly wore his disappointment on his face: "Since Furuya won, let Jinpei tell you something about Furuya that he least wants to know!"
He added, "I know everything, Jinpei, you're not allowed to lie."
"Hey, it was clearly that blond bastard who set the questions, Hagi, what are you doing getting involved!"
Successfully piqued, Rei Furuya also expressed his curiosity: "Hmm? Is there something you can't tell me?"
Matsuda Jinpei's face flushed red and then turned pale, but he stubbornly insisted, "There's nothing I can't say!"
Seeing his childhood friend clench his fists in shame and indignation, Kenji Hagiwara suppressed a laugh and watched with great interest.
Matsuda Jinhei lowered his head further and further, as if forced into prostitution, admitting something extremely embarrassing: "Well... last time the Arrest Techniques Division took revenge on two gossipy guys and beat them up, mainly because they were too talkative!"
"This matter is related to Furuya," Date Wataru immediately remembered upon hearing this: "Are they those two people from the last class?"
Rei Furuya: "What happened? I don't remember it."
These people seem to know more about things that concern him than he does.
Of course, there were exceptions, such as Kitagawa Ryusei: "So they were talking badly about Furuya back then?"
He remembered that he had spoken with the two of them.
"So Ryusei didn't realize it?" Kenji Hagiwara was unusually surprised. "I thought you knew because you left them speechless back then."
So it really wasn't intentional?
"Huh?" Furuya Rei blinked slowly. He knew about the comments his classmates made about his appearance when school started, and he even bumped into them twice. But later, they all shut up.
After all, talking about someone who is better than you looks like jealousy, which is too ugly.
But he didn't know that Matsuda Jinpei and Kitagawa Ryusei had also stood up for him before.
My heart felt like a punctured hot water bottle, with warmth flowing throughout my body.
It's as if someone is supporting you from behind.
He even reversed the order of things to comfort the stunned Kitagawa Ryusei: "It's normal that Kitagawa-kun hasn't encountered this before and doesn't understand. You'll get used to these kinds of words. You can convince them with your strength."
"Is that so... I really didn't expect that." Kitagawa Ryusei's tone trailed off at the end, until the last syllable sank into a deep valley.
Perhaps due to different upbringing, Kitagawa Ryusei only knew that those who were weak would be trampled underfoot, and those who were too kind would be ostracized.
But no one around him ever looked down on him because of his hair or skin color.
Doing this will only lead to your death faster than anyone else's.
He was somewhat annoyed at his own slowness, surprised that this was even possible.
Fortunately, he was a self-reflective person, Kitagawa Ryusei thought, and he remembered it.
Furuya Rei was unsure of his thoughts, but he didn't forget Matsuda Jinpei: "Also, thank you, Matsuda-kun!"
"I really just think they're too talkative!"
"Hahaha, Jinpei is furious!"
"Next time we face the instructors, let Matsuda go first. He's not only stubborn but also argumentative."
"Hagi, Master Jing!" Matsuda Jinpei, turning his embarrassment and anger into brute force, lunged at the two of them!
After a while of laughing and joking, avoiding the people rolling around in the mud to prevent accidental injury, Kitagawa Ryusei noticed out of the corner of his eye that Date Wataru seemed a little absent-minded, and took the initiative to ask, "What are you thinking about, class monitor?"
Ida Ko admitted, "That game just now..."
Although he was thinking, he looked incredibly relaxed: "It turns out that strong police officers are capable of subduing kidnappers, but only powerful police officers can protect everyone."
This strength has nothing to do with combat power. Just as Morofushi Kagemitsu said, when you don't know the enemy's strength, seeking support is the most appropriate course of action.
He seemed to have suddenly realized something: "It's cool to subdue a criminal single-handedly, but that's what heroes do, and we're police officers."
Despite being the biggest in size, Date Wataru, as the class leader personally selected by Instructor Onizuka, always had the thoughtfulness to take care of all his classmates.
Kitagawa Ryusei wasn't surprised that the other person had come up with these thoughts during a game, but still expressed his opinion: "Who said these two things would conflict?"
"Squad leader, you are fully capable of being a strong and powerful police officer."
The sounds of playful fighting became the background music as Rei Furuya and his friends started another round of the game, tacitly giving the two who were talking space.
Date Wataru clearly thought the same thing, as pointed out by Kitagawa Ryusei.
His eyes were full of smiles as he repeated what Morofushi Kagemitsu had said not long ago, his tone solemn: "Thank you, Kitagawa-kun, you really know how to comfort people."
Especially when using such a confident tone to affirm those around them, it always makes people believe without a doubt.
“Perhaps, no one has ever said that before,” Kitagawa Ryusei replied after several unsuccessful attempts to refute him, already used to such comments. Seeing Date Wataru get up to leave, he asked curiously, “What’s the class president going to do?”
Koro Ida waved with a smile: "Go call Dad."
Meanwhile, the internal war between the two pairs of childhood friends has reached a fever pitch.
The outcome for Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji was obvious; they were just toying with each other.
Kitagawa Ryusei walked over and stood behind Furuya Rei.
He bent down to get a better look at the cards in the other person's hand and exclaimed, "Oh dear, it seems that Furuya-kun doesn't quite know how to be a bad guy."
Perhaps because they were too close, the air currents from his voice brushed past his ear, and Furuya Rei unconsciously turned around, wanting to avoid him.
Turning around, I saw Kitagawa Ryusei intently staring at the cards.
The overhead light reflected off his eyes, illuminating his pale pupils.
It must be said that Kitagawa Ryusei always possesses an attractive quality.
His appearance, personality, style... all the known and unknown elements are piled up to form his most mysterious part.
It can attract all the attention of those around it.
"Hurry up and play your card, Zero. I can't wait to find out your ideal type."
At the opportune moment, Morofushi Kagemitsu, with a smile, awakened his childhood friend who was lost in thought.
Perhaps, the answer to this question no longer needs to be given. Furuya Rei suddenly realized.
He had never thought about it before, but now—his ideal type seemed to be standing right in front of him.
It wasn't that the other person just happened to fit the description, but rather... it was Kitagawa Ryusei.
He didn't know when it started, but his eyes would unconsciously search for that beautiful reddish-brown hair in the crowd.
She will pay attention to his every move, her senses will become sensitive when he gets close, she will care about his preferences, and she will feel disappointed if she does not get the answer she wants.
All these unusual occurrences became taken for granted under the same reason.
He likes Kitagawa Ryusei.
The silence lasted too long. Kitagawa Ryusei lowered his gaze and saw Furuya Rei's eyes, which were shimmering with gold.
He looked puzzled, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "Furuya?"
"I lost." Meeting that gaze, Furuya Rei calmly put down the card, whether to Morofushi Kagemitsu or himself, it was unclear.
“Good guys always win,” he joked, saying to Morofushi Kagemitsu, “I choose dare.”
He hadn't figured out how to handle this feeling of affection, or how to express it without causing trouble for Kitagawa Ryusei.
Seeing the change in his childhood friend's gaze, Morofushi Kagemitsu understood. His smile revealed a deep-seated mischievousness hidden in his personality as he gently suggested, "Then, Zero, how about you grant Ryusei one wish?"
"For example, singing a song or dancing."
Unexpectedly, there was a share for him too. Kitagawa Ryusei immediately looked at the blond youth, his eyes widening: "You can dance?"
Jianggu Ling: "..."
Just moments ago he was so carefree, but now, veins were throbbing on his forehead as he uttered, each word distinct and deliberate: "No, I won't!"
And Hiro, you knew it all along!
"What blond bastard wants to dance?" Matsuda Jinpei certainly wouldn't miss out on this fun, and quickly came over to offer a bad idea: "Ryusei, quickly make him tap dance while playing the saxophone!"
Kenji Hagiwara wasn't excited enough: "How about performing at the mixer that Jinpei is going to?"
The scene was so beautiful that Furuya Rei was afraid Kitagawa Ryusei would agree.
Get out of here!
The moon had just peeked over the horizon in the latter half of the night, casting a thin layer of drowsiness into the room.
Because there was morning training the next day, everyone needed to leave some time to sleep, so they yawned and laughed as they went back to their dormitories.
Rei Furuya and Ruki Kitagawa headed in the same direction.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, less than a fist's distance apart, their shadows almost touching.
Kitagawa Ryusei was a little shorter than him, and he could see the other's profile by simply tilting his head.
Rei Furuya has never been one to run away from problems. Now that he understands his own feelings, he naturally wants to take the initiative.
"Do you have any wishes that you want to fulfill? Or any questions you'd like to ask?"
He silently thanked Hiro, thinking it was the perfect topic.
It was clear that Kitagawa Ryusei was very tired. He was reacting a little slowly, perhaps thinking: "There is a question that only Furuya can answer."
Rei Furuya's grey-purple eyes flashed: "What?"
Kitagawa Ryusei casually dropped a bombshell: "Why have you been avoiding me these past few days?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Unexpectedly, the other party had been holding back a big one, and Furuya Rei almost choked on a gust of cold air. He quickly denied it, shaking his head rapidly: "No way!"
This matter certainly cannot be admitted.
Rei Furuya wouldn't dig a hole in his already difficult path!
After staring at the blond youth for a while, Kitagawa Ryusei hummed in agreement, indicating that he had heard her.
But it didn't say how much they believed.
He didn't ask at the game table because he felt that if Furuya Rei didn't want to tell him, he didn't necessarily need to know the answer.
It seems that Rei Furuya started acting strangely from that day in the bathroom.
Was it because he was embarrassed? It was rare for Kitagawa Ryusei to have such thoughts about someone.
Feeling that his previous words were too obvious, Furuya Rei pursed his lips and said in a rather reckless manner, "It's my problem, it actually has nothing to do with Kitagawa-kun."
He felt a little annoyed, his blond hair drooping obediently by his ears like drooping ears.
No one can resist a cat that looks like a dog, at least not Kitagawa Ryusei.
He also said that no one can resist Rei Furuya's gaze.
So when the two came together, he finally couldn't resist reaching out and ruffling the beautiful, striking blond hair.
Rei Furuya froze for a moment, his eyes wide with surprise, unable to react for a moment.
Despite the physical contact, Kitagawa Ryu confidently declared, "It's soft."
It's completely different from mine.
He was frozen stiff, like a piece of wood, and Rei Furuya stood there dumbfounded, almost bursting into flames.
What just happened?
He struggled to look up at Kitagawa Ryusei, who seemed to have moved on from the matter and had already walked some distance away.
Watching his rather cheerful figure as he walked away, Rei Furuya fell into deep doubt: "Does he really know nothing?"
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