Name, age, job.
Whether as a CIA agent or an Osaka police officer, this was Fujiwara Yu's first time being "interrogated," and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, but in the spirit of good etiquette, he still tried to put on a fake smile.
"I'm a police officer at the Osaka Police Headquarters. My name is Sosuke Takashi. I'm 25 years old."
After introducing himself, Fujiwara Yu did not forget to take out his police ID. The mothers who took the ID looked even brighter when they saw that his police rank was "Inspector".
Those who reach the rank of police lieutenant at such a young age are often talents in the professional group, and the three words "professional group" represent a bright future.
Young, handsome, polite, and a man of high quality, with a promising future at work, if you let him go, you'd never find another one. The mothers quickly saw Sosuke Takagi as gold, a man whose value wouldn't depreciate. Catching him was a sure win.
The woman with the afro had a personality as unrestrained as her hairstyle. She stood up and sat next to Takashi Sosuke, pointing at her daughter who was twisting her body to warm up, completely ignoring the age difference between the two, as if she was selling a product:
"Hey, Officer Ying Si, my daughter is the sports commissioner in her class, and her childhood dream was to become a police officer. Why don't you give me your email address so I can consult you if I have any questions about the police in the future?"
The lady with a single ponytail, whose initiative was taken away, could no longer hold back. She took out a photo of her daughter from her wallet and said with a smile:
"Officer Ying Si, do you mind if it's a girl who's a little younger? My daughter has always liked guys who are a little older. When she was little, she even insisted on marrying someone her father's age! Look, this is a photo of her dancing ballet. Isn't she beautiful?"
Fujiwara Yuu stood frozen, not daring to move. He practically raised his hands in surrender. Are all mothers these days so eager to marry off their daughters? Is it because I'm not open-minded enough? Isn't it too early for a middle schooler to talk about marriage?
The fathers sitting on the side all cast hostile or scrutinizing glances at Sosuke Takagi. There was nothing they could do. How could they just give away their precious daughters, whom they had raised with so much difficulty?
These looks also made Fujiwara Yuu couldn't help but smile bitterly. Under the chaotic chatter, he had no choice but to use his own trick:
"Um, sorry, I'm actually married and have two lovely children."
The setting of being married with two children is indeed useful. As soon as this sentence came out, the mothers' group finally stopped focusing on him and started talking about how difficult it is to make lunch boxes for their children on weekdays, or which supermarket has a promotion day coming up. In short, these are topics that men find difficult to interrupt, which also made Sosuke Takagi gradually let go of his strange vigilance.
After the sports meet officially started, parents of students also began to play a role by cheering loudly for their children.
Fujiwara Yu regretted not bringing earplugs. The passionate cheering made his ears a little tinnitus, and the only applause for Hattori Heiji who was participating in the track and field competition was the simple applause.
After all the competitive events in the morning were over, it was finally time for lunch. Hattori Heiji ran towards this side with a towel hanging around his neck, full of energy. Of course, Toyama Kazuha was also by his side, preparing sports drinks for him. The two of them really stuck together no matter where they went.
"Brother Takashi, let's find a quiet place to eat. How about going to the Kendo Club?" Hattori Heiji picked up a towel and wiped the sweat running down his temples, and suggested.
Fujiwara Yuu vaguely felt that some students were looking at him. He leaned over to Hattori's ear and whispered:
"Why are they all staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"Hahaha, of course not. I think they want to talk to you." Hattori Heiji couldn't help but show his smugness. He raised his chin slightly and explained to Yingsi-ge, "Ever since the ski resort incident, they've been asking me about you. They're quite interested in you. Some even want to become police officers like you."
Fujiwara Yuu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. He hadn't expected that he could actually interest people in the police profession, and a faint sense of pride grew within him. He looked at Hattori Heiji with interest and asked,
"What about you? Future detective, what do you think of me?"
"To be honest, I wanted to be a detective before I graduated from university, but after that I thought about applying to the police academy." Hattori Heiji has certain plans for his life. In addition, he grew up in a family of police officers, so he has a certain degree of yearning for the profession of police. Therefore, when it comes to employment after graduating from university, his first choice of career is policeman.
Fujiwara Yu raised his eyebrows but did not answer. When the three of them arrived at the Kendo Club, they found that it was empty. This was a good place to enjoy delicious food.
Seeing the bento carefully prepared by Takashi Sosuke, Toyama Kazuha couldn't help but sigh. She put on disposable gloves, grabbed a plump cheese and meat rice ball, took a big bite, and smiled with satisfaction:
"Brother Yingsi, you will definitely become a good husband in the future. With your cooking skills, you can open a restaurant!"
Fujiwara Yuu also felt happy when he saw Toyama Kazuha's smile. The happiest moment for a chef is when his cooking is recognized by others. He picked up a piece of zucchini fried with egg liquid. The sweet vegetable juice matched with the fragrant fried egg coating, and just a sprinkle of pepper could make ordinary dishes sublime in taste.
After Hattori Heiji buried his head in his food for a long time, he seemed to be slow to react and continued the topic that Kazuha had raised a few minutes ago:
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"By the way, Brother Yingsi, didn't Hirose Saki express her gratitude to you in public some time ago?"
Fujiwara Yuu's chewing speed slowed down considerably, a hint of hesitation on his face. He never bothered to remember the names of people he didn't care about. After hearing "Hirose Saki," he didn't react and asked directly:
"Hirose Saki? Who is that?"
"Come on, she's the idol you saved after all. Don't you have any impression of her being so beautiful?" Hattori Heiji looked at Toushi Sosuke helplessly, and whispered in his heart: Toushi is really a straight man.
"Oh, you mean the Shibata Kento case."
"Yeah, I'm sure you didn't know about the single Ms. Hirose released two weeks ago? I feel like it was written for you!"
Yuanshan Heye, who had been listening to the conversation quietly, said quickly after hearing what he could say.
"Are you talking about the song 'Katanao'? Eh? Was it actually written for Takashi-nii?"
The gossip fire that had just ignited in their eyes was quickly extinguished by a bucket of cold water. Fujiwara Yuu, who was emotionally loyal and unaware of his own charm, had an indifferent expression. After hearing that a beautiful female idol had a crush on him, he didn't react at all. He even yawned and said lazily:
"So, what does this have to do with me?"
When it comes to preventing romantic relationships from happening around him, he has done 200% of his work.
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