Chapter 38 The second male lead has now joined the luxury package

Jinpei Matsuda had long discovered that someone had been secretly following him. The other party's tracking methods were quite sophisticated, but Jinpei Matsuda had sharp observation skills, so those clever methods were of no use.

The stalkers appeared at the exact time when Kyushu Kujo disappeared, and Jinpei Matsuda had to suspect the connection between the two. Moreover, the stalkers clearly had no intention of harming him. Rather than surveillance, they were more like a form of protection.

He let the stalker go.

Jinpei Matsuda felt that Kyushu Haruki would come back to him sooner or later.

It turned out just as he expected.

After nearly a month of waiting, he finally saw his colleague who had left without saying goodbye.

Matsuda Jinpei was very tired from the bomb disposal in the afternoon, and he fell asleep on the sofa almost immediately after returning to his apartment. However, vigilance had been ingrained into his bones over the years, and he was used to being startled by a phone call at any time at night, so the slight sound of the door unlocking made him open his tired eyes immediately.

After judging that the person who went out could be a thief or Kyusho Haruki, Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes again. He wanted to wait for the person to get closer before taking action.

Based on the light, unique footsteps, Matsuda Jinpei realized that the person coming was indeed the long-lost Kyuusho Haruki. However, soon, a strong fragrance came, and Matsuda Jinpei's consciousness gradually became blurred.

It's a hypnotic drug.

He tried hard to stay awake, but his consciousness was slowly dragged to the bottom of the water like a ball of floc.

Kyushu Kusho seemed to be stirring up something on him, and there was something on Matsuda Jinpei's head. He immediately thought of the cat ears and cat tail on the Ferris wheel at that time... This guy looked serious, but he had a lot of bad taste.

Then, with less restraints on his body, Matsuda Jinpei could lie more comfortably.

He resisted the urge to continue sleeping and heard Jiu Sheng Chun Shu answer a phone call. He didn't hear the details, but he heard that something was going to go wrong.

What's going to break?

Is the phone going to break?

Come to think of it, he hasn't changed his cell phone since Hagi died.

Then the phone was put down, and a pair of hands pressed down on his shoulders, massaging with just the right amount of force. Matsuda Jinpei's muscles were forced to relax, and he felt so comfortable that he wanted to hum.

Seriously, if this guy doesn't work as a policeman, he can open a massage parlor and he will definitely become a regular customer.

As a result, Officer Matsuda, who was still able to hold on under the hypnotic aroma, was completely succumbed to the superb massage techniques.

He fell asleep comfortably.

Fortunately, I woke up vaguely again when I was put on the bed.

The hypnotic aroma disappeared, and after Matsuda Jinpei's strength gradually returned, he bit his tongue to force himself to be completely awake.

He opened his eyes and saw his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time sitting on a wooden chair beside his bed, with one hand on the table, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was asleep.

"Haru?" Matsuda Jinpei called softly with his hoarse voice that had not yet recovered.

Ever since the Ferris wheel bombing, he has been calling Kyushu Haruki, just like the nickname he once gave to Hagi.

He felt that Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was a very suitable name.

Maybe it was because of his overly beautiful appearance, just like the cherry blossoms in spring.

Jiu Sheng Chun Shu did not wake up. He seemed very tired and could fall asleep even in such an uncomfortable position.

Jinpei Matsuda didn't want to wake him up, but given the man's criminal record, he felt it necessary to take some precautions.

He retrieved his belt and cell phone from the living room.

The call records in the phone have been deleted, so I don’t know who called just now.

With his nimble hands and super-fast hand speed, Matsuda Jinpei quietly tied one of Kyushu Haruki's hands to the handle of the wooden chair.

This method of binding was taught to him by that kid Zero, and it is very strong.

He threw the fox ears on his head aside, sat down on the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette. When his sleepiness was almost completely gone, Jiu Sheng Chun Shu woke up.

As a human being, there are always mistakes.

Based on the current situation, Akiyama Kanade quickly remembered that he forgot to bring the hypnotic aromatherapy with him when he carried Matsuda Jinpei back to bed.

It's okay, no big problem.

Although Akiyama Kanade didn't feel any pain, he still felt numb. After sleeping in this awkward position for almost two hours, his entire arm was numb. He moved slowly, frowning.

Jinpei Matsuda took his arm down and pressed it gently from top to bottom to clear the blood flow.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," Matsuda Jinpei smiled, "Didn't you give me a massage too?"

The black-haired man's eyes widened, "You're not asleep?"

"Well, I fell asleep at first, but woke up when you picked the lock. I wanted to see what you were going to do, so I was holding it in." Jinpei Matsuda said half-truthfully.

The black-haired man's face became paler and paler, almost the same color as the white kimono he was wearing. When he looked up from his chair, his collarbone was prominent, and he seemed to be thinner than before.

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, wanting to blame him for not taking good care of himself.

"Did you hear everything?" His voice trembled slightly.

Heard? Heard what? The phone call?

Feeling that Kyushu Haruki's reaction was not right, Matsuda Jinpei decided to trick him. He was silent for a while, letting the atmosphere gradually become tense. After Kyushu Haruki slowly lowered his eyes, he uttered a low "hmm".

deceive.

If he really heard it, why would his reaction be so bland?

This gang was definitely cheating him.

But it doesn’t matter. In a good drama, how can one of the male protagonists always be out of the situation?

Playing a police officer is acting, and playing another officer, Officer Matsuda, is still acting.

Opportunities are rare and never come back. This was something Officer Matsuda encountered himself.

Akiyama Kanade immediately adjusted his posture, slightly tilted his face, chose an angle that would best show his vulnerability, and then amplified the panic and fear in his voice.

"So... do you feel disgusted?"

Matsuda Jinpei remained silent.

He had no idea what was going on, he just thought Chun's behavior was a little strange.

He closed his eyes, his face full of struggle and pain, his hoarse voice betrayed a bit of madness, "I'm sorry..."

Matsuda Jinpei didn't understand why, but seeing that he looked too pitiful, he was about to comfort him with a "It's okay" when he heard him drop a thunderbolt.

"But I can't control my feelings...I really like you."

Akiyama Kanade was very satisfied watching the curly-haired man completely stunned on the spot, with an expression of surprise flying out of his face uncontrollably, and the whole person uttered a meaningless "Huh?" like a frozen robot.

Jiu Sheng Chun Shu immediately started to cough violently. His fair face turned red and veins popped out on his neck. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "You lied to me!... Didn't you hear me..."

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously wanted to help him calm down, but stopped just when his hand was about to touch his back.

No, he likes him or something...

It does sound like a bolt from the blue, but if you think about it carefully, there are some clues. Chun was really too good to him, and he always attributed it to friendship and never thought of another possibility.

Still a little embarrassing.

The unconscious pause seemed to hurt his friend. He raised his eyes slightly, and his watery eyes were stained with a faint red. His eyes fell on his paused arm, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"…I'm sorry." Jinpei Matsuda searched his brains for words.

The man laughed softly, and Jinpei Matsuda avoided his gaze.

"Um... ahem... actually... eh?"

While Matsuda Jinpei was caught in a dilemma, Akiyama Kanade had already used his regained consciousness to pull out the hidden sword from the bamboo stick and split the wrist that was tied to his other hand. He held the long sword in one hand and tilted his head leisurely, "Why don't you continue, Officer Matsuda?"

Matsuda Jinpei realized that he had been tricked and that the other party was deliberately confusing him so that he could break free from his restraints, but he was also relieved.

So, my liking for him is fake?

As if he had seen what he was thinking, the man said in a nonchalant tone: "That, that is true. I really like you."

He used his long sword to pick open a button on Matsuda Jinpei's shirt.

Jinpei Matsuda has cold white skin, which matches the color of the cold sword very well.

"But I was just pretending to be scared." His breath and the blade of the sword approached his ears and neck. Matsuda Jinpei was forced to raise his head and nod. The voice echoing outside his ear was hoarse and mixed with panting. "I really want to sleep with you."

Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he threw out his fist. Kyushu Haruki seemed to be prepared, and he threw his sword aside and fought him barehanded.

Throwing away the weapon even when he had the upper hand clearly showed that he didn't want to hurt him.

The anger that had just emerged in Matsuda Jinpei because of the other party's inappropriate words was suppressed in an instant, and he couldn't really hurt Kyusho Haruki.

Especially when noticing the opponent's left leg slightly pausing during the movement.

That was to heal the wounds he had left behind.

Because of his hesitation during the fight, Matsuda Jinpei's hands were finally handcuffed behind his back. The black-haired man carried him onto the table and pulled off his kimono belt with one hand. Matsuda Jinpei's pupils trembled.

Fortunately, the other party finally just used a belt to tie his hands behind his back and to the window lock.

"Officer Matsuda seems a little disappointed. What do you think I want to do?"

Matsuda gritted his teeth and said, "...I didn't think of anything."

The man who seemed to be a completely different person from what he remembered, but still so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off him, chuckled, "You're right, I do want to do that kind of thing."

Matsuda Jinpei's hands, which were behind his back, were trying to break free from the belt, but his hands failed to break free, and he did manage to partially open the curtain.

Naoto Sakumichi, who had been nervously paying attention to the movements in the apartment, noticed it as soon as Jinpei Matsuda was put on the table.

At that moment the dark clouds moved away, and the shadow of a person pressed against the window was reflected on the bedroom curtain. The shadow was still struggling and moving, which made it impossible not to pay attention.

So, is it Blue Curacao that is hugging Officer Matsuda now?

What does this hug mean?

Naoto Sakumichi, who wanted to cry but had no tears, finally fulfilled his duty as a public security policeman. He mustered up the courage to call Jinpei Matsuda again, and it was Blue Orange Wine who answered the phone.

He tried to keep his voice steady as he stressed: "Forcing someone, even a man, to have sex is illegal."

Akiyama Kanade: “…”

You haven't slept yet, poor little policeman.

Really dedicated.

Then give me another show for free.

Noticing the attention of Matsuda Jinpei, Akiyama Kanade said into the phone, "If you don't want a credit card, get lost."

He pretended to hang up the phone, but he was actually still on the call.

Akiyama Kanade sealed Matsuda Jinpei's mouth with tape, then lifted up his bare feet and tickled the soles of his feet with the fur of his fox ears.

Matsuda Jinpei: “???”

The laughter that came out of the sealed mouth turned into a meaningless sob, and the table creaked because of the fierce resistance. Matsuda Jinpei almost choked with laughter, and his breathing became heavier.

Akiyama Kanade hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Are you satisfied with what you heard, Mr. Public Security?

Wish you a sweet dream tonight.