The summer vacation of nearly one and a half months has come to an end, which also means that the third-year junior high school students are not far from graduation.
Three weeks into the new semester, Hattori Heiji finally arrived at his favorite event: the school sports day. He had hoped his mother would prepare a delicious meal for him, but who knew... Hattori Shizuka had completely abandoned her son and gone on vacation to Okinawa with her friends.
This made Hattori Heiji very puzzled. How could parents be absent from the last sports meet in junior high school? But his father was very busy as the headmaster, and he was embarrassed to let him attend.
With a heavy heart, he finally turned his gaze to Sosuke Takagi, who was sitting opposite him and enjoying his dinner attentively, but he didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment. After all, Takagi-kun was not his relative, and it didn't seem appropriate to call him.
How could Fujiwara Yu, who is already sensitive to other people's gazes, not feel this burning gaze?
He guessed what Hattori Heiji was thinking but he was unwilling to mention it. After all, nothing good happened whenever he was with Hattori Heiji on holidays. Recently, the number of cases around him has finally decreased, and he doesn't want to repeat the nightmare of overtime work.
Fujiwara Yuu's silence didn't mean Hattori Heiji wouldn't speak either. After carefully considering his words, he asked directly:
"Brother Yingsi, I remember you have tomorrow off, right?"
"……Um."
"Isn't that a coincidence? My school is holding a sports meet tomorrow, and you can be my parent!" Hattori Heiji snapped his fingers with a smile, not noticing that Sosuke Takagi's face had become uglier than the bitter melon he had carefully picked.
Coincidence? What a coincidence.
Fujiwara Yu widened his eyes and felt that there was something wrong with his choice of holiday. He wanted to refuse ruthlessly, but when he saw Hattori Heiji chattering about the sports meet, he couldn't bear to refuse.
He thought about the text message Toru Izumitani sent him last week. He had not much time left at the Osaka Police Headquarters, which also meant that he would be leaving here soon... Never mind, he might as well agree to him.
"I see. I'll go tomorrow."
"real?!"
Hattori Heiji jumped up from his seat excitedly. He thought that since Brother Takashi had not answered for so long, he was unwilling to go. After hearing the affirmative answer, he became a little uncertain.
"Adults have no interest in deceiving minors. Just be calm."
Fujiwara Yuu calmly picked up the fried sausage that was startled by the large movements of the person in front of him. He stared at the sausage shaped into an octopus for a while, then stuffed it directly into his mouth and started chewing. Sometimes he didn't quite understand why food was made into such a shape. Would it make it taste better?
Hattori Heiji smiled and carried the finished curry rice plate to the kitchen. After washing the plate, he went straight to his room. However, halfway there, he suddenly thought of something very important and turned back.
He walked to the dining table, picked up a piece of fried sausage and put it in his mouth, chewing while reminding:
"By the way, Brother Yingsi, don't forget to make some lunch boxes. You need to bring your own for the sports meet!"
"...Is it too late for me to refuse now?"
"It's too late! I want hamburger meat, thanks!"
Fujiwara Yu looked speechlessly at Hattori Heiji who was hurrying up the stairs. Naturally, his foot that kicked to the side only touched the air. He smacked his lips and retracted his foot. He stared at the curry rice in front of him and it suddenly lost its flavor.
Making bento means getting up early, which also means I can't sleep in on my days off.
It’s really troublesome. I wouldn’t have agreed if I had known.
However, someone may say he is in trouble, but his body is very honest.
Before dawn, Fujiwara Yu got up and started tinkering in the kitchen. His strange desire to win made him full of energy early in the morning to prepare the luxurious bento for the sports meet.
After stuffing a piece of cheese into the middle of the vinegared rice that has been prepared in advance, he wraps it with thinly sliced pork belly and fryes it directly on a frying pan. After the fat of the pork belly flows out, he adds a little black pepper. In order to remove the light fishy smell of pork, he specially adds onion puree to the sauce, which can save the step of adding sugar and also increase the flavor of the onion.
After making the cheese meat roll rice balls, Fujiwara Yu did not forget the hamburger meat that Hattori Heiji specifically ordered last night. He didn't know if it was because he was too busy cooking or for other reasons, but he was busy until eight o'clock and finally finished making all the dishes. He carefully arranged a plate in the lunch box.
As for Hattori Heiji's breakfast? Since the bento didn't include breakfast, poor Hattori had to go to a nearby convenience store to solve his food and clothing problems, leaving his expectations for his lunch box.
After wrapping the lunch box with delicate blue cloth, Fujiwara Yu carefully placed it on the trunk of his motorcycle and secured it with a belt so that the lunch box would not fall over even if the car overturned.
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He wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and sighed as he started the motorcycle:
"Huh...it's finally done. I've finally experienced the hardships of being a Japanese housewife."
Osaka Kaikata Junior High School is located at 5-21 Tennoji-cho, Abeno-ku. It is a private school that provides one-stop services from elementary school to university. The families of students who come here to study are more or less wealthy, and of course there are also ordinary working-class people who work hard to make money to send their children to good schools.
After parking his car in the school parking lot, Fujiwara Yu strode towards the school playground with his lunch box. He arrived a little late and most of the parents were already in place, so it took him some time just to find Hattori Heiji's class.
Fujiwara Yu, who doesn't usually suffer from social anxiety, felt a bit uneasy after entering the gathering place for students' parents. He was afraid that these strangers would talk to him. But sometimes, the thing you fear will come right up to you.
As soon as they sat down, the group of mothers, who were obviously very familiar with each other, started to get excited.
"Sir, whose parent are you? Your skin is so well maintained!" The young mother with a single ponytail asked proactively, with a hint of temptation in her words. She had guessed that the young man in front of her was not the student's parent.
Fujiwara Yu nodded at them politely. He didn't expect that so many parents would come to a school sports meet, and some even came with their grandparents.
"I'm not anyone's parent. I'm here on behalf of Hattori Heiji's parents... As for my skin, does washing my face with water count?"
As soon as the four words "Hattori Heiji" came out, the eyes of the mothers group brightened even more. They all knew that there was a boy in the class who was the only son of the chief of the Osaka Police Headquarters. Could the man in front of them also be a criminal policeman?
You should know that the income of police officers in Japan is not low. If he can associate with the son of the chief at such a young age, he is definitely a well-known figure in the police force. Even if he is not famous, he is definitely a police officer with a promising future!
A parent of a student with an afro couldn't help but ask:
"What's your name, sir? How old are you? Where do you work?"
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