9｜Exclusive from Jinjiang·9
This is the third time my reputation has been damaged.
Yomi Lai still exchanged contact information with Kenji Hagiwara.
Although Kenji Hagiwara helped Yomi Rikawa with everything from choosing a phone to getting a new SIM card, Hagiwara would never save Yomi Rikawa's phone number in his phone before Yomi Rikawa nodded and said, "Okay, let's exchange contact information."
Clad in the night sky and starlight, Kenji Hagiwara hurriedly returned carrying a large bag of food. As soon as he knocked on the door, he was met with Yomi Raikawa's eyes, which shone like stars.
He handed the bag full of food to Yomi Laichuan, and Kenji Hagiwara sat cross-legged on the floor. He leaned against the small coffee table, resting his chin on his hand, and smiled with a frown.
Directly opposite him, Raikawa Yomi was stuffing food into his mouth, his cheeks bulging from the dumplings.
Hagiwara chuckled and teased, "Miss Soft Bread is really going too far. Those expectant eyes, and she's only happy because of the food?"
“Officer Hagiwara, you don’t understand,” Yomi Laichuan said, swallowing the last mouthful of oden. She picked up the paper bowl of soup and drank every last drop. “21st-century food is simply the best in the world! There’s no other like it!”
The administration has no food, and much of the world's food is not tasty enough.
In the apocalypse, natural disasters are rampant, and even the native inhabitants may not have enough to eat, let alone any extra food for the Bureau staff; in the world of immortals and heroes, natural disasters and wars between gods and demons are frequent occurrences, making harvests very unstable; ancient food was neither complete nor abundant; after the 22nd century, a large amount of food was contaminated; and the food in the fantasy world did not suit the tastes of Lai Chuan Huang Quan.
Only in the 21st century, every dish perfectly hits the taste buds of Yomi Yomi.
But which world the next mission takes place in is not something that Yomi Yogawa can decide.
When luck wasn't on her side, Yomi Laichuan would take on seven or eight missions in a row, all involving worlds where food was stuck in her throat. So every time she went to the 21st century, Yomi Laichuan would indulge in a massive feast.
As Raikawa Yomi licked his lips clean and prepared to tear open the cream puff packaging, Hagiwara Kenji raised an eyebrow and opportunely asked to exchange contact information.
After saving Lai Chuan Huang Quan's contact information, Hagiwara Kenji picked up a piece of cream puff, popped it into his mouth, and stood up to put on his coat: "I have an early shift tomorrow, so I have to go back now. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
Yomi Laichuan merely puffed out her cheeks and glanced at Hagiwara before quickly looking away: "Okay, bye-bye."
"Miss Soft Bread, do you have anything else to say?"
"Hmm... Goodnight?"
Goodnight, remember to brush your teeth before bed.
"Okay, okay, you damn officer. If you don't leave now, you'll be late tomorrow and get your pay docked. I won't care."
"..."
The man, who had already reached the entrance and was about to put on his shoes, paused for a moment. The next second, he walked back on the tatami mat with a thud.
"Huh? What happened to you... Ouch! That hurts!"
With her face pinched by Kenji Hagiwara, Yomi Raikawa tilted her body in the direction of Hagiwara's hand, and the little flower on her head that had been so bright because of the food instantly wilted.
"When there's food, you're Officer Hagiwara; when you don't need me, you're a bastard officer. You soft bread."
"I was wrong about Hagiwara, the best police officer in the world!"
"You're begging for mercy so quickly because I'm interfering with your eating, aren't you?"
"..."
Kenji Hagiwara wasn't really angry. He laughed and cursed, "You heartless bastard," before letting go of her hand.
"I really have to go this time. You should get some sleep. Figure out your own breakfast and lunch tomorrow. I'll pick you up for dinner."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan held food in one hand and rubbed her cheek with the other. She pouted, half aggrieved and half guilty, and didn't say a word, only silently watching Hagiwara turn and leave.
Kenji Hagiwara still has white marks on his back and shoulders from when he was pressed against the wall by Yomi Laichuan. He turned the doorknob and took half a step out when the woman behind him called out to him.
"Wait a moment!"
"Hmm?" Hagiwara turned and looked into the room. "What's wrong?"
"Hmm..."
Putting down the food in her hand, Lai Chuan Huang Quan clutched her skirt, too afraid to look up. After hesitating for a while, she finally mustered up the courage to shout, "It's...it's right! This noon!"
The next second, Lai Chuan Huang Quan deflated like a punctured balloon, all his courage leaking out through the pinhole. As he collapsed, the volume of his voice also dropped rapidly.
"...You're actually a really nice person, I've never disliked you. Um, I'm sorry."
"Huh?" Kenji Hagiwara stood in the doorway, looking bewildered. "What did you say? I didn't hear you."
"It's nothing!" Lai Chuan Huang Quan turned his head to the side, his ears turning red. "I told you to go and rest. You've had a hard day!"
"Okay, goodnight."
Turning around and gently closing the door, Kenji Hagiwara did not leave immediately.
A chilly early winter wind swept through the corridor, ruffling black hair. The cold wind carried away the body heat of hurried passersby, but the small flame ignited in their hearts would not be extinguished.
"Is he a nice person?" Hagiwara chuckled, though he had actually heard the complete sentence: "What a two-faced idiot."
He turned to leave with his hands in his pockets, but suddenly remembered the trench coat he had lent to Lai Chuan Huang Quan. He had noticed as he left that the trench coat had been ironed smooth by Lai Chuan Huang Quan and was neatly folded on the bedside table.
A smile played on his lips, barely concealing the joy in his heart. The next second, Kenji Hagiwara stopped in his tracks, frowned, scratched his head, and chuckled, "Honestly, I'm acting like an idiot too."
As he closed the car door, Hagiwara sent a message to Yorikawa Yomi, whom he had just added to his contacts:
—"Remember to answer the phone tomorrow afternoon, Xiaozhenping and I will take you out for something delicious~"
Half a minute later, the person on the other end wiped their hands clean and sent a reply:
— "Okay~!!"
With a long exclamation mark, Kenji Hagiwara could even glimpse Yomi Rikawa's expectant face through the extinguished phone screen.
"The 21st century world?" he murmured as he started the car. "That's quite an interesting way to describe it."
The next day at noon, just as the clock struck 2, Kenji Hagiwara met Yomi Yorikawa at the Metropolitan Police Department ahead of schedule—someone had found Yomi Yorikawa's lost identification.
"A blond barista brought your things over, saying you left them with him while you were drinking your coffee."
That's what the police officer who called said.
"Okay, I'm coming right now."
When Yomi Laichuan arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department with a cup of dairy drink, he happened to run into the CT Division, who were finishing their training.
A group of tall, burly male police officers from the riot squad were wearing the same heavy riot gear they wore when they first met Lai Chuan and Huang Quan. Their foreheads were covered in sweat, and their steps were slightly heavy; they had all been thoroughly exhausted by the two ace captains.
Originally eager to get back to the office to rest, the entire squad froze on the spot the moment they saw Lai Chuan Huang Quan. They even subconsciously took a half step back, their bodies leaning back exaggeratedly, their faces filled with terror as if they had encountered a tiger in the forest while enjoying a spring outing.
Unpleasant memories began to resurface, and the entire squad froze for a moment before silently taking two steps back under the questioning gazes of the other officers in the surrounding classrooms.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan: "?"
Police officers in other classrooms: "??"
At the very back of the line, Matsuda Jinpei, who was holding a notebook and constantly writing and drawing while discussing things with Hagiwara Kenji, slowly walked around to the front.
He took off his helmet and held it in his hands, his curly hair soaked with sweat, falling obediently to his forehead. A drop of sweat rolled down his forehead, across his handsome face, and then slid down his jawline into his clothes, leaving a clearly visible watermark on his Adam's apple.
He raised one eyebrow at Lai Chuan Huang Quan, and smiled arrogantly and mockingly: "Oh, Miss Rogue."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan rolled his eyes: "You're the scoundrel."
Matsuda Jinpei took two steps forward, bent down, and brought his nose close to Raikawa Yomi's. He smiled wickedly: "I've never undressed a woman."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan suddenly felt guilty: "Who, who told you to keep calling me? It's so annoying!"
"What? Did my phone call ruin your good time?"
The word "good news" immediately caught the attention of the other officers in the classroom, who were also sensing something amiss. They pretended to be busy, but all of them pricked up their ears, afraid of missing a single word.
Kenji Hagiwara sighed, took two steps forward, put his elbow on Jinpei Matsuda's shoulder, and laughed, "Jinpei, you really don't hold back when you talk."
Matsuda Jinpei glanced at his childhood friend beside him, then raised an eyebrow again, looking on with amusement: "Ha, the news has spread throughout the Metropolitan Police Department. Some idiot was pinned against the wall and forcibly kissed by a hooligan lady in an alley."
Yomi Laichuan: "...?"
Kenji Hagiwara: "...Huh?"
The man, who was usually quick-witted, stood frozen for a few seconds before exclaiming, "Wait a minute! You just said someone was forcibly kissed by someone!?"
No wonder my colleague had such a flustered yet gossipy expression when he told him last night that he saw Lai Chuan Huang Quan being taken away by a strange man.
Matsuda Jinpei: "You were on the night shift yesterday, no wonder you didn't know. The whole SWAT team already knows about how you were cornered in an alley and forcibly kissed by Raikawa this morning."
As soon as he finished speaking, the police officers in the other classrooms around him immediately began to whisper among themselves.
They mostly knew about the unusual events on the day of the bomb disposal, but they were unaware of the details of what happened upstairs—the incident of being knocked unconscious by a thin woman with a newspaper had become an unspoken secret within the SWAT team. It was too embarrassing and too fantastical; they didn't want the other classrooms to know.
The other classrooms knew very little information, nothing more than the 1.5-hour disappearance of the mobile unit, the stripping, the good news, and Hagiwara being forcibly kissed. Although there was some inaccuracy in it, who cared? Gossip is one of human nature's instincts.
The less they know, the more they can fill in the blanks with their imaginations and embellish the story.
Considering Kenji Hagiwara's popularity within the Metropolitan Police Department, the number of his admirers, and the number of his rivals, it's likely that the news will spread throughout all the police stations in Tokyo today.
Kenji Hagiwara, the ace of the Mobile Unit, is about to suffer his third reputational blow.
Kenji Hagiwara frowned, his smile masking a desperate struggle and disbelief: "Why didn't I see the forced kiss part in the group chat yesterday?"
Matsuda Jinpei: "Of course it's because you're in the group."
Hagihara Kenji: "..."
Silently turning his head to look at the team members behind him who had huddled together like little chicks, the good-natured captain exuded a kind of dark, low-pressure aura for the first time.
"Alas!"
So the squad members took two steps back again, silently increasing the distance between themselves and their captain.
If it weren't for the police officers watching from other classrooms, they could have backed up to the corner and braced themselves against the wall with their backs.
Kenji Hagiwara raised his hand and made a big X with his arm in front of his face, trying to explain: "It's a misconception, it must be a misconception! We absolutely did not kiss forcibly!"
Matsuda Jinpei didn't even look at Hagiwara; he simply read aloud indifferently, "Hmm, there was no forced kiss."
Matsuda Jinpei's expression made his attitude very clear.
He didn't care whether it was true or not; he just wanted to see Yomi Lai Chuan suffer. If he could also make his childhood friend Kenji Hagiwara, who always seemed to land right on his landmines, suffer as well, that would be even better.
"Let's go," Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Yomi Raikawa, who was baring her teeth at him in anger, with a look of great revenge on her face. He then said to the team members behind him, "Back to the Mobile Unit."
As he brushed past Lai Chuan Huang Quan, he deliberately raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Hmph, scumbag woman."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan: "...? You bastard!"
Like a Pomeranian with its fur standing on end, Yomi Laichuan bared its teeth and claws, ready to pounce on Matsuda, but was quickly lifted up by Kenji Hagiwara.
Lifted high under her armpits, Yomi Laichuan punched and kicked Matsuda Jinpei's departing figure in mid-air, but all her efforts were in vain.
"snort!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was lifted into the air. She crossed her arms and glared angrily at the man who had walked away. She was furious.
As Matsuda Jinpei was about to turn the corner and leave, he suddenly turned back and gave Yorikawa Yomi a provocative smile.
With his lips moving, Matsuda Jinpei maliciously mouthed a few words to Yomi Yorikawa:
—Miss Rogue.
Yomi Laichuan: "!!"
Enraged, Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who had calmed down, bared his teeth and brandished his claws again: "You damn officer, put me down! I'm going to beat that curly-haired idiot to death today!"
But with her feet unable to touch the ground, she couldn't find a point of leverage and could only helplessly rage in the air by being lifted high above her head.
Kenji Hagiwara, holding up Yomi Rikawa, had beads of sweat on his forehead and smiled helplessly: "Never mind, calm down. This is the Metropolitan Police Department; you have to pick a place to assault a police officer."
"Calm down, at worst we'll find a place tonight and settle things with a little brawl."
Her chest heaved, and after a few deep breaths, Lai Chuan Huang Quan forced herself to calm down. She looked down at the man holding her, feeling even angrier.
She snorted coldly and pouted disdainfully, "So what if you're 1.9 meters tall?"
With a beaming smile, Kenji Hagiwara said, "That's pretty impressive~"
That radiant smile and the little flower trembling on its head seemed to be saying: Hey, little dwarf.
And then the next second.
"Ouch—you soft bread, how dare you kick me in the face!"
"I'm kicking you! You big idiot!"
[Author's Note]
The Metropolitan Police Department said that today's gossip is a bit sweet.
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