·28｜Exclusive to Jinjiang·28 (Revised)
Would you like to be my assistant?
"Soft bread, are you really not going to come to work with me?"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan leaned against the door frame, a tuft of bangs sticking up high on her forehead. She rubbed her eyes as if she had just woken up and said, "I don't want to!"
Kenji Hagiwara lowered his eyebrows, deliberately feigning grievance with his downturned puppy-dog eyes: "Why?"
"Who brings a girl to work?!"
"What does it matter? I've already talked to my colleagues, and Softie can play in the SWAT team's common area. Besides, Softie was super well-behaved yesterday, and everyone had a very good impression of you."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan paused for a moment, clenched his fist, and angrily kicked Hagiwara Kenji in the calf, leaving a gray footprint on his neatly ironed suit trousers.
"You damn officer, how dare you bring up yesterday? It's all your fault! Everyone's been stuffing snacks onto my desk!"
Yesterday evening, after realizing that Yomi Lai could actually devour the mountain of snacks piled on the table, the officers of the SM Unit were opened to a whole new world. They emptied all the vending machines in the Metropolitan Police Department and piled them all in front of Yomi Lai just to watch her eat.
Watching Yomi Yomi eat is truly a pleasure. Even though her cheeks are bulging from the food, she doesn't look careless. Her movements are elegant, yet she eats incredibly fast. Her face is filled with happiness and enjoyment, and her eyes sparkle—it's the kind of sight that makes even a bystander's mouth water.
A seemingly simple math problem: Raikawa Yomi devours snacks at a rate of one pack every three minutes, while the SMET (Mobile Suit Gundam) stockpiles food at a rate of one vending machine per hour. The question is: will the food on Hagiwara Kenji's desk increase or decrease?
“What does it matter?” Kenji Hagiwara laughed. “Everyone loves the way you eat.”
"Stop nagging!" Lai Chuan Huang Quan said, somewhat annoyed. "Anyway, I'm not going to the Metropolitan Police Department with you!"
Kenji Hagiwara shrugged helplessly: "Fine, I'm going to work then. You can play at home by yourself?"
"Okay."
As soon as Kenji Hagiwara stepped into the Metropolitan Police Department, Yomi Laichuan changed into a cute little skirt and happily went out onto the street.
Winter was halfway over. Fine snowflakes fell on Raikawa Yomi's black hair, quickly melting and disappearing. Raikawa Yomi stretched out her hand, and a translucent snowflake trembled and fell into her palm, melting into a cool water droplet.
The streets were much quieter on Tuesday. Office workers and students were still busy, and only a few women carrying shopping bags occasionally passed by in the shopping district.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan walked a short distance before suddenly turning back. Aside from a few pedestrians, there was nothing unusual behind her. She took a bite of her glutinous rice ball and asked, "Manager, is someone following me?"
The administrator, located in a different dimension, remained silent for a moment, seemingly scanning the area around Yomi Laichuan using a skill. Half a minute later, he finally spoke:
--"No."
After receiving a third negative reply, Lai Chuan Huang Quan finally lowered his guard, squinted his eyes, and happily hummed a song.
After she left, the man who had been standing by the shop window, examining the menswear on the mannequins, turned around, revealing a wisp of blond hair hidden under his hood.
Rei Furuya glanced at his watch and followed the direction Yomi Yoru had gone.
He was lucky today; Lai Chuan Huang Quan basically just wandered around the roadside shops, unlike last time when he went straight into restaurants.
Memories from a few days ago flooded back, and even though his stomach was empty, Furuya Rei subconsciously contracted his esophagus, creating the illusion of acid reflux. He trembled, covered his mouth, and turned pale.
Rei Furuya reached into his hoodie pocket with his right hand and repeatedly confirmed that the digestive medicine and stomach medicine were neatly placed inside before feeling a little relieved.
Yomi Laichuan's purpose in coming here was to familiarize herself with the streets and alleys of Tokyo. She wandered aimlessly through the streets, from bustling shopping districts to secluded alleys.
While passing through a small alley, Yomi Laichuan unexpectedly stumbled upon a terrible scene of bullying. It's probably a common problem that no one can escape; bullying exists to some extent in every school.
Most people's youth ends peacefully and ordinarily, but there are always some who are dragged into dark corners and bullied.
In a secluded alley, seven or eight high school students in school uniforms sat in a huddle. They had their uniforms unbuttoned, revealing white sleeveless vests and muscles underneath. Some were squatting, some were standing, some had cigarettes in their mouths, and some had silver metal chains around their necks.
Among this group of thugs exuding a roguish air, the boy curled up and lying on the ground stood out. He was wearing a school uniform suit that was completely different from the style of the others, and his broken glasses lay to one side.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan originally planned to walk all the way to the end of the alley, but now she was stopped halfway and her path was blocked.
One of the men, who was carrying a baseball bat on his shoulder, turned his head and glanced at Lai Chuan Huang Quan. He casually stubbed out his cigarette on the ground and threatened, "What are you looking at? Get lost!"
Upon hearing this, the others also turned around and looked Lai Chuan Huang Quan up and down.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan simply turned her head and smiled at them with her hands behind her back. Her almond-shaped eyes swept over the group of tall, strong high school thugs before looking down at the male student on the ground.
The male student on the ground also looked up at Lai Chuan Huang Quan. He had a bruise near his eye, one cheek was swollen, and his white shirt was covered with scattered footprints of different sizes. He looked utterly disheveled. His eyes were filled with fear. After secretly glancing around, he silently said to Lai Chuan Huang Quan: Run.
His little action was discovered, and before the male student could even look away, he was kicked hard.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan didn't move. She shifted her gaze from the pitiful male student on the ground back to the thugs.
Seeing that Lai Chuan Huang Quan did not leave as instructed, those people squeezed out threatening monosyllables and slowly approached her while clapping the baseball bats in their hands.
As the thugs approached, the student on the ground panicked. He tried to get up but was stepped on and pushed back to the ground.
"What are you standing there for? Run! ...Ugh!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan glanced left and right at the thugs approaching. Although they were only in high school, their ample nutrition and exercise had made them tall and strong. Moreover, these bastards were armed with blunt metal weapons such as baseball bats.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan smiled and waved to them: "Bye-bye~"
Then he ran away without looking back.
As Yomi Laichuan ran wildly towards the alley entrance, he passed right under the feet of Rei Furuya, who was hiding above the emergency escape stairs.
Rei Furuya watched as Yomi Rikawa rushed out of the alley, turned left, and disappeared from sight. He turned back to look at the farce unfolding deep in the alley, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
"Tracking into Yomi Yorikawa" is extremely important, but Rei Furuya cannot turn a blind eye to the bullying that is taking place. He hesitated for a moment, but only for a very short time, before resolutely deciding to abandon the mission of tracking Yomi Yorikawa.
The opposing group was large, but they were just a bunch of low-level thugs, a piece of cake for Furuya Rei. However, they might be a bit troublesome for Yomi Raikawa, who was so thin he had almost no muscle definition.
Rei Furuya didn't think there was anything wrong with Yomi Raikawa's escape; he just hoped she would remember to call the police or an ambulance. However, since joining the company, Rei Furuya had witnessed the diversity of human nature. Even if Yomi Raikawa was a person without any sense of public morality, he wouldn't be surprised.
Rei Furuya stepped onto the half-person-high handrail, about to flip over and jump down, when the woman who had escaped earlier suddenly rushed back from outside the alley.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan carried a metal safety helmet that she had forcibly "borrowed" from a motorcycle parked by the roadside, looking menacing. As she ran with her center of gravity low, the wide skirt embroidered with red ruffles billowed in the air.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan took a few steps, landed on one foot, bent her knee, and leaped up. Facing the surprised gazes of the crowd, she slammed her size 36 leather boots, which Hagiwara Kenji had bought for her, heavily onto the face of the thug with the pompadour hairstyle at the front.
"Hmm!"
The screams were muffled by the heel of the shoe that was stomped on his mouth. The thug with the pompadour was sent flying through the air in an arc by Lai Chuan Huang Quan's foot on his face before crashing heavily to the ground.
Jiangu Ling:?
The thugs: ? ? ?
Everything happened so suddenly. The thugs stared wide-eyed, silently observing how the plane's nose completed a free three-and-a-half rotation in the air.
A dull thud echoed as the fabric, flesh, and cement floor rubbed together, and the man with the styling wig, his face bearing shoe prints, slid three meters across the ground. He twitched twice, then fell completely still.
The thugs: "Ouch..." It looks painful.
The shocking scene caused everyone's brains to freeze for a moment. After a brief silence, they stiffened their necks and slowly turned their heads, looking at the woman who had returned with disbelief, their jaws practically dropping to the floor.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who barely reached their shoulders or noses, snorted and gave a provocative smile. Without giving them any time to react, she kicked the person closest to her hard in the groin.
The boy who was kicked was in so much pain that his face was almost distorted. He squeezed his legs together and arched his back, instinctively making a movement to protect his genitals. Lai Chuan Huang Quan took the opportunity to raise the metal helmet in her hand high, took a deep breath, and then slammed it down with all her might.
"when--"
With a sharp, bell-like sound, the man who had been hit on the back of the head collapsed to the ground with a thud and lost consciousness.
"You trash!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan wasn't very tall, but she had a loud voice. She bared her teeth and gave them the middle finger: "You're really incredibly tasteless!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a gust of air rushed from behind her. Lai Chuan Huang Quan quickly crouched down, barely dodging the baseball bat that swung overhead. Holding her helmet, she remained crouched, and when she looked up, she was staring wide-eyed at the male student who had been bullied and left with a bruised and swollen face.
The bullied boy stared at the woman's face so close to his own, and at the thugs behind her roaring and lunging at him like wolves, and fell silent. If nothing unexpected happened, they were both going to get a severe beating.
But Lai Chuan Huang Quan remained completely calm. She gave the boy a bright smile and gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, I'm super strong."
Having said that, Lai Chuan Huang Quan took a deep breath: "Don't move!"
The skill takes effect instantly.
From the boy who was lying on the ground urging Yomi to run fast, to Rei Furuya hiding on the second floor of the fire escape, everyone who heard Yomi's command felt their time slowed down the moment the words fell.
Rei Furuya stared wide-eyed in horror. He tried to raise his hand, only to find that even the movement of his eyeballs had been slowed down.
From Furuya Rei's perspective, the thugs attacking Yomi Yorikawa in droves looked utterly ridiculous. Some watched the spectacle with their arms crossed, while others maintained their baseball bat-wielding stances. But the two thugs who lunged at Yomi Yorikawa were the worst off, gliding through the air at a snail's pace of a few centimeters per second.
"You—" you bastard!
Time slowed down, and even their curses were stuck in their throats, the syllables they uttered were stretched out into comical notes.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan raised his safety helmet high and beat up every single one of the thugs present. The crisp clanging sound echoed in the long, quiet alley; no one could escape being knocked unconscious.
Furuya Rei was pinned to the second floor. He secretly exerted his strength, trying to break free from Yomi Rikawa's control, while counting in his mind.
When the time flow rate suddenly resumes from zero to the fifth number in the trough.
The thugs, maintaining a slow-motion movement as they pounced on the person, splattered all over the ground like beans being poured into a pot.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan tossed aside the helmet that had been dented in the ground, and smugly put his hands on his hips at the only conscious boy on the ground: "How about that? I'm awesome, right?"
The boy stared blankly up at Lai Chuan Huang Quan. He pursed his lips, opening them several times as if to say something, then silently closed them again. He shakily stood up from the ground, letting out a gasp as he stretched his shoulders.
He brushed the dust off his clothes, his bright eyes filled with excitement and admiration: "Those moves just now were so cool!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan flexed his wrists and proudly raised his chin: "Of course, I told you I'm super strong."
The boy nodded vigorously: "That's really amazing! If I get bullied next time, can I come to you again?"
"No way, I love peace. If I'm bullied, I'll fight back."
"Peace-loving..."
The boy glanced down at the thug whose face was bruised and swollen from being trampled under Lai Chuan and Huang Quan's feet. When he looked up again, his subtle gaze revealed his true thoughts—you, love peace?
Lai Chuan Huang Quan also looked down at the unconscious person she had stepped on. She scratched her face a couple of times and guiltily looked away: "Well, they're all lying on the ground, and I couldn't find anywhere to step on."
—Isn't the sight of them lying all over the ground enough to prove anything?
The boy stared with dead fish eyes, and in the end, he could only scratch his head, sigh, and say, "As for fighting back myself, I... I'll try next time."
He snatched the money that was rightfully his from the pocket of the thug wearing extravagant jewelry, and bowed deeply to Raikawa Yomi, saying, "Thank you so much for today. As a token of my gratitude, I'll treat you to Häagen-Dazs!"
Okay.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan tilted his head and gave a bright smile, then casually took out his phone to make a call to Mihana Hospital.
“But instead of eating ice cream,” Lai Chuan Huang Quan pointed to the thugs at his feet, “why don’t you take this opportunity to beat them up first, just as practice?”
The boy picked up his glasses, the lenses of which were shattered into several pieces. He scratched his face, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Well, forget it. I'm a little timid. Shall we go get some ice cream? It's just across the alley."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan shrugged and slowly followed behind the boy, already planning what flavor of ice cream they would eat later.
But after the two had walked about ten meters, the refined-looking boy suddenly stopped.
His hands, hanging limply at his sides, clenched into fists. The boy kept his head down, silent, his shoulders trembling. The next second, he suddenly roared and turned to charge at the unconscious thugs.
"You guys always bully me!"
He leaped high into the air, executing a move called "White Crane Spreads Wings," and then slammed his body heavily onto the unconscious thug, releasing all the emotions that had been pent up for so long.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan stared in disbelief at everything that was happening before him, his brows furrowed, and he slowly squeezed out a question mark as he tilted his head—Do all you boys change your expressions this quickly?
The two below the escalator were bickering, but Rei Furuya on the escalator had a different idea.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan surprised him with his sense of justice. Although his fighting skills were lacking, he was quick-witted and possessed a certain ability to protect himself.
Her lack of any relatives is indeed suspicious, but she has a complete set of growth records in the archives department, which should not be faked—besides the police department, Furuya Rei really can't think of anyone else who could forge a complete set of systematic and traceable growth records.
But what Rei Furuya values most are her strange and unusual moves, which seem to have the ability to forcibly change the rules of the world.
Why not bring her to the police station as my assistant? Just take Raikawa Yomi back to the police station, lay everything out on the table, and then we can make other plans.
Thinking of this, Furuya Rei sent a message to Kazami Yuya, who was waiting at the alley entrance ready to provide assistance, and then jumped down from the second floor.
The golden hair drew several arcs in the air, and Furuya Rei landed steadily in front of Yomi Yorikawa like a cat, without even making a loud noise.
He glanced at the boy in the distance who was venting his emotions with his back to them, and slowly stood up with a smile.
“Yomiro Yomi, I’ve been investigating you for a long time,” he smiled at Yomiro Yomi, “Shall we find a place to sit down and talk?”
"Hmm..."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan frowned and remained silent, staring intently at the handsome blond man in front of her, neither agreeing nor refusing.
Rei Furuya didn't urge her; he knew Yomi needed some time to consider. But what he didn't know was that at that moment, Yomi was thinking about something else entirely:
Damn it! Didn't you say no one was following me?! That bastard admin, you tricked me again!
[Author's Note]
Run, soft bread! The man in front of you is a workaholic!! You'll become a corporate slave!!
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Late x2
The extra chapters I owe will be completed this week.
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