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The secret weapon to dealing with Mr. Raikawa is to act cute.
Roofie's subsequent detailed investigation was beyond the scope of Yomi Lai's involvement. She didn't seem to care much about it, simply smiling and waving to Yuya Kazami to indicate her understanding.
“I’m not from the Ministry of Public Security, so it’s perfectly normal that I can’t participate.” Not only her, but Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji were only providing assistance in supporting roles and would not participate in the entire process.
Kazami Yuya stood ramrod straight: "Thank you for your understanding."
"Then I'm leaving."
"Please wait a moment!" Kazami Yuya quickly called out to Yorikawa Yomi, "Miss Yorikawa, we will wash your lunchbox and send it to the SWAT team later."
He pursed his lips, somewhat embarrassed: "Ms. Raikawa, your Truth Bento is just too useful. If we need it next time, we can ask you for help again..."
Upon hearing this, Raikawa Yomi's eyes widened with joy: "Hehe, isn't my bento super awesome~!"
Kazami Yuya nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with admiration: "It's simply a divine artifact! No wonder Mr. Furuya insisted on recommending you to the Ministry of Public Security as an assistant!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan put his hands on his hips, raised his chin, and said with a smug look on his face: "Hmph, just call me next time you need help! Okay, I'm leaving now, the second-year students are still waiting for me downstairs."
"Okay, take care."
Behind Kazami Yuya, in the interrogation room with the door half-open, a burly man with a body full of scars was crying his eyes out. He confessed in just three minutes and was now signing the documents while sobbing.
Influenced by its exquisite appearance, Kazami Yuya and Furuya Rei still believe that Yomi Raikawa's bento is delicious, only imbued with unknown technology from a higher dimension. At their last gathering, Furuya Rei even sincerely praised Yomi Raikawa's "Truth Bento." Knowing the truth, the two mobile unit commanders exchanged a glance and chose to remain silent.
After leaving the Metropolitan Police Department, Lai Chuan Huang Quan went straight home—she had arranged to meet her father today.
The Lai Chuan family mansion features a minimalist white-toned interior and is equipped with the highest level of security technology currently available. When Lai Chuan Huang Quan pushed open the main door of the house, Mr. Lai Chuan was already sitting on the sofa watching television for quite some time.
The man, who always valued propriety, placed two white porcelain plates on the small coffee table: one filled with chocolate-flavored bear-shaped cookies, and the other with strawberry-flavored ones. The whole scene was comical and bizarre, with a kind of endearingly naive charm.
Hearing the door open, Mr. Raikawa glanced at Yomi Raikawa before quickly looking away, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. He had followed the advice of his old colleague and tried to create a relaxed family atmosphere. But lacking experience and sufficient time to learn and prepare, after racking his brains, Mr. Raikawa learned from Kenji Hagiwara that "Yomi likes to eat bear-shaped cookies," and decorated the living room as it is now.
Mr. Lai Chuan sat up straight and said, "You're back?"
"Yes, I'm back."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan changed her shoes in the entryway and sat down on the sofa next to Mr. Lai Chuan. She looked down at the mountain of bear-shaped cookies and slowly squeezed out a question mark from the depths of her eyes: "Dad, what's going on with these cookies?"
Mr. Lai Chuan lied without batting an eye: "It was prepared by the housekeeper at home."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan blinked twice, and without thinking much, grabbed a bear-shaped biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth.
Her memories of her father were hazy; Lai Chuan Huang Quan only knew that the caretaker had been kind to her, and she had no recollection of what her father had done or what role he had played while she was alive. Therefore, even though the man sitting in front of her was the stubborn and domineering Mr. Lai Chuan, she did not hide anything and showed her most authentic self.
Mr. Lai Chuan frowned, wanting to reprimand Lai Chuan Huang Quan for eating more ladylike. But he merely pursed his lips and changed the subject: "Now that you're here, are you not leaving?"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan crunched the crisp biscuit, swallowed what was in her mouth before answering, "I don't know either. If this mission goes smoothly, we should be able to stay."
“I see,” Mr. Raikawa said thoughtfully, then asked, “How much do you know about Japanese law?”
Lai Chuan Huang Quan paused for a moment, then shrank his neck guiltily: "...completely ignorant, the kind of person who doesn't even possess the most basic common sense."
Mr. Lai Chuan pondered for a moment, his expression turning serious as he said, "If you stay in this world, life will definitely go on. Huang Quan... is your body, and so far she's been studying law at the University of Tokyo. Although I arranged for you to take a leave of absence due to illness, you'll definitely have to continue your studies after you return. What are your plans? What are your thoughts?"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan bit off the body of the bear-shaped biscuit, his gaze wandering.
"Have him help you apply to change your major to Mechanical Engineering."
The administrator, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, prompting Lai Chuan Huang Quan.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was taken aback: "Eh? But it's the Mechanical Engineering department... Am I really okay?"
Mr. Lai Chuan frowned, quickly realizing that Lai Chuan Huang Quan was talking to the administrator. The electric kettle in the kitchen was boiling, so he got up and went to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea, giving Lai Chuan Huang Quan a little time to think.
When he returned with a purple clay teapot filled with tea, Lai Chuan Huang Quan had already had a brief discussion with the administrator and reached a conclusion: "Dad, I want to go to the Mechanical Engineering Department."
This result surprised Mr. Lai Chuan. He narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "Are you sure? Mechanical Engineering is no simpler than Law." Besides, he didn't like it very much either.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan nodded vigorously: "Yes! I want to go to the Mechanical Engineering Department!"
Mr. Lai Chuan silently scrutinized Lai Chuan Huang Quan. After a long while, he picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Alright, I'll help you pull some strings and see if Dongda University is willing to arrange a transfer exam for you." After all, she was still his only precious daughter, and as long as it didn't involve matters of principle, he was willing to lend her a helping hand.
“However, I won’t help you transfer to another major directly,” Mr. Lai Chuan said, changing the subject. “Whether you can pass the Mechanical Engineering Department’s exam is up to you. That’s all I can do.”
Lai Chuan Huang Quan felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and drank his tea while quietly squeezing out a reply: "I know."
Although the administrator was adamant that Lai Chuan Huang Quan would definitely pass the test, she was still somewhat apprehensive.
The topic of academics came to a temporary halt, and neither of them spoke again, leaving the living room in silence. White smoke drifted upwards from the rim of the teacup; even during his break, Mr. Lai Chuan maintained an impeccable posture, his back ramrod straight. The strong tea slid down his tongue and down his throat; he squinted his eyes, a look of pure enjoyment on his face.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan swallowed the tea, revealing a bitter expression: "By the way, Dad."
"explain."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan held her cup silently, looking expectantly at Mr. Lai Chuan, her bright almond-shaped eyes filled with anticipation: "Didn't I send you a text message a few days ago about work..."
On the day Matsuda Jinpei drove her to Furuya Rei's safe house, Yomi Yorikawa, hiding in the back seat, secretly observed Kenji Hagiwara in the passenger seat before looking down and fiddling with her phone. It was at that moment that she sent a text message to Mr. Yorikawa, hoping he could help her find a job.
Mr. Lai Chuan glanced at Huang Quan and said indifferently, "Why did you suddenly think of finding a job?"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan puffed out one cheek, lowered his gaze, and hesitated for a moment before whispering, "I want to buy a car for my second year of graduate school."
...?
For a fleeting moment, Mr. Raikawa had an urge to rush out and beat up Kenji Hagiwara, but he held back: "Why should I buy him a car?"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was completely oblivious to her father's sudden darkening expression. She counted on her fingers and said seriously, "That guy in his second year of graduate school loves cars the most. Every time we go shopping, he takes a second look at sports cars. But he's still driving that old, beat-up little car. So I want to give him a big surprise and buy him a high-end, beautiful car."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan's explanation only made things worse; once he did, Mr. Lai Chuan was so angry that he crushed the purple clay cup in his hand with his bare hands.
Good heavens, every Father's Day and birthday, he receives gifts from the data-driven Red-Haired Huang Quan, gifts that are unoriginal and prepared simply to meet "father's needs".
Now, things have gotten even worse. He hasn't even received a gift yet, and his precious daughter is already eagerly preparing to give another man a lavish present. And it's a gift she carefully selected after meticulous observation.
Mr. Raikawa had always disliked Kenji Hagiwara—as a super traditional, even somewhat chauvinistic Japanese man, he had always disliked Hagiwara's hairstyle. "What kind of man keeps his hair that long?" he thought.
As a result, that long-haired brat from the SWAT team not only kidnapped his daughter when he wasn't looking, but also tricked his precious daughter into living with him!
Mr. Lai Chuan knew perfectly well that his little darling had most likely already been eaten by the stinky men in the mobile unit.
In the three years since Yomi Laichuan left, he had several intermittent contacts with Kenji Hagiwara. Just as Mr. Laichuan's attitude softened under Kenji Hagiwara's high emotional intelligence offensive, Yomi Laichuan dealt him a blow—Mr. Laichuan's little darling wanted to give Kenji Hagiwara a gift before him.
envy! !
I'm so angry!
I want to find someone to get rid of Kenji Hagiwara!!
Mr. Lai Chuan suppressed his anger, his face remaining calm, but the veins in his neck were already bulging.
I'm so angry!
He was practically slamming his fist on the table and yelling at Raikawa Yomi, "I don't agree to this marriage!"
An atmosphere of impending doom enveloped the living room, and Lai Chuan Huang Quan finally realized something was wrong. She shrank back and cautiously asked, "Dad?"
Mr. Lai Chuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down before slowly speaking: "What kind of car? If it's just a decent private car, the money I'm giving you is enough to buy a new one. You don't need to go out and work."
On the Time and Space Administration's side, the administrators spoke up simultaneously: "If it's a car under a million, I can also give you the money; you don't need to go out to work."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan scratched his face, silently looked away, and dared not meet Mr. Lai Chuan's gaze.
Mr. Lai Chuan: ?
"You want to buy a supercar?"
"Well, not really, but it might be light running, like a beginner level."
Yomi Laichuan grew up in wealth, experiencing only a normal life for five years after running away from home in her first playthrough. As an employee, the Bureau has always been generous with money. Having lost her memories of her first playthrough, Yomi Laichuan is indeed lacking in financial understanding—at least she doesn't know what the price of a sports car means.
Mr. Lai Chuan, Administrator: ...?
Mr. Lai Chuan slammed his hand heavily on the table: "Don't go too far!"
He could afford a light sports car, but he hadn't even received Lai Chuan Huang Quan's gift yet, so how could he give it to that brat first!
Lai Chuan Huang Quan shrank his neck guiltily: "It doesn't have to be a light sports car. I... I don't know much about cars. Anyway, it has to be the kind with really good performance."
She blinked, her voice soft but firm: "And I want to earn it myself; that would be more meaningful."
...? ? ?
His fingers, slamming on the table, tightened little by little. Mr. Lai Chuan's eyes widened, and his lips twitched uncontrollably, as if he wanted to scratch a few marks on the artificial marble-patterned tabletop. He forced himself to steady his breathing: "You haven't even gotten your degree from the University of Tokyo yet. A supercar? Humph."
He let out a seemingly disdainful but actually incredibly sarcastic sneer from his nose, "At your rate, you'll have a hard time finding a job. It'll take you forever to save up."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan knew her father was telling the truth. She could only muster a high school diploma at best, making it difficult to find a good job. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to her all-powerful father for help. Seeing her father's resolute attitude, Lai Chuan Huang Quan pouted, feeling wronged, and touched her nose without saying a word.
Mr. Lai Chuan snorted coldly and sat back down on the sofa. He crossed his arms, his face terribly dark.
The crushed purple clay cup and teapot were a set; one cup was ruined, leaving five. Mr. Lai Chuan found a new purple clay cup, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and said, "Give up, it's impossible."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan puffed out her cheeks, a little annoyed. She glanced around, then suddenly noticed something. She saw Lai Chuan Huang Quan with downcast eyebrows, her large, watery almond-shaped eyes looking innocent and pitiful. She remained silent for a long time, then got up and sat down next to Mr. Lai Chuan, taking his arm: "Daddy~"
"..."
Mr. Lai Chuan paused in his tea-drinking motion.
"Dad~ Dad~"
"..."
Mr. Laichuan glanced at Laichuan Huangquan, then quickly looked away.
Yomi Laichuan resembled Mrs. Laichuan by about 70%, but she was even more delicate and adorable, like a soft and sweet candy. Being looked at by Yomi Laichuan with such a pitiful, puppy-like expression was utterly irresistible to Mr. Laichuan. Moreover, the red-haired Yomi Laichuan didn't know how to act cute; she simply followed his orders obediently and numbly. Now, seeing Yomi Laichuan clinging to Mr. Laichuan's arm and acting cute, he only glanced at her briefly, yet felt a pang of heart-wrenching excitement.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan shook Mr. Lai Chuan's arm, pouting and increasing the intensity of her whining: "Daddy, Daddy, please, Daddy~ Waaah~"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Lai Chuan, a high-ranking police official who was usually decisive, often made concessions in front of his daughter. But this time, he surrendered faster than ever before, even faster than France raising the white flag: "I'll figure something out for you! Sit down quickly!"
Upon hearing this, Lai Chuan Huang Quan's lips curled into a smile, his joy visibly evident: "Long live the stinky old man!"
Mr. Lai Chuan refilled the empty cup with hot tea, using the act of drinking to conceal the subtle upturn of his lips. He adopted the demeanor of a composed elder, giving Lai Chuan Huang Quan a disdainful glance: "You better behave yourself and stop flattering me!" But the corners of his mouth were so upturned that he could hardly suppress them.
"Yes, sir!" Lai Chuan Huang Quan mimicked a scene he'd seen on TV, chuckling as he gave Mr. Lai Chuan a half-hearted salute. "I promise I'll be a good boy!"
"Hmph, have some cookies. Watch some TV with your old man."
"Dad, I want to drink juice."
"Take it from the refrigerator yourself."
Suddenly, she whined sweetly, "Dad~ Dad~"
"Sit up straight, I'll get it for you."
Mr. Lai Chuan got up with a sour face and went into the kitchen, but he was secretly overjoyed.
On the other side of the world, the administrator's eyes twitched, his jealousy twisted into a grimace. Since his divorce, that brat Huang Quan hadn't once again acted coquettishly towards him, not even once!
He also wanted to be sweetly called "Dad" by Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who was holding his arm.
[Author's Note]
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