Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 542 - 379: Yes, Captain!
CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 379: YES, CAPTAIN!
Minamoto Tamako initially thought there was something wrong with her ears. She blinked and gradually realized that Fujimura-kun had actually agreed!
Could her long-standing wish finally be coming true?!
Minamoto Tamako was almost moved to tears, sitting by the dining table with her hands clasped in thanks to the heavens for their mercy, for allowing her to tame Fushimi Roku in her lifetime.
Just to be on the safe side, Fushimi Roku gave her a heads-up:
"Since I’ve fulfilled all the requests you’ve made, you’d better not come up with other excuses when I deliver the super reward."
Minamoto Tamako was taken aback, sensing a hint of danger in his words: "You’re not going to make some outrageous demand, are you?"
Fushimi Roku didn’t answer, just gave her another enigmatic smile.
Minamoto Tamako felt a chill at the back of her neck, like a gust of cold wind; Fujimura-kun definitely had ill intentions. Various bad scenarios flashed in her mind, like Fujimura-kun forcing her to eat fermented herring, dance a tropical samba, or eat noodles with her nostrils...
But then she thought better of it, deciding to enjoy herself first and worry about the rest later!
"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing!"
Minamoto Tamako immediately put on a stern expression, hands on her hips, scolding: "How can you make silly faces with the leader? Haven’t I told you? No inappropriate jokes during investigations!"
Fushimi Roku gradually toned down his smile, asking expressionlessly: "Is it starting now?"
"What do you think?" Minamoto Tamako cherished every second as the leader: "You should respond with ’Yes, Captain!’ instead of questioning me with rhetorical questions!"
Fushimi Roku wanted to retort but, seeing Minamoto Tamako staring at him seriously, and considering he’d want to give her a hard time in the future, he swallowed his words and said, "Yes, Captain."
"Louder and with more energy!" Minamoto Tamako pressed on.
Fushimi Roku knew Minamoto Tamako’s quirks. In the past, he would never have indulged her, but now he had to endure humiliation temporarily, throwing his head back and shouting, "Yes! Captain!!"
"Not bad! Very energetic!" Minamoto Tamako wiped her chopsticks with a napkin, ordering: "Continue eating lunch! Must finish in ten minutes! Digest for five minutes, then present the case!"
Fushimi Roku buried his head and dug into his food. Just after taking a bite, Minamoto Tamako reminded him: "What did I just say? How should you respond?"
"..."
Fushimi Roku took a deep breath, repeatedly telling himself ’she’s a maniac, don’t bother with her, she’s a maniac, don’t bother with her’ ... after preparing himself mentally, he shouted again, "Yes! Captain!!"
"Very good."
Minamoto Tamako nodded, her small face full of satisfaction, her legs swinging excitedly... Just these two sentences almost made her head explode with excitement.
Wow, this is amazing!
No wonder Fujimura-kun always orders her around, demanding one thing or another — the feeling of giving orders is so exhilarating!
Minamoto Tamako suddenly realized her ambition to become a famous detective seemed a bit small. If she became the Police Department Chief like her mom, and was in charge of everyone from top to bottom in the Police Department, wouldn’t that be even more delightful?
Minamoto Tamako daydreamed for a while but then recalled her mom’s life of heading out early, coming home late, working year-round with no rest, and not being able to solve cases firsthand, which brought her back to reality.
Forget it, I am a resolute famous detective and would never easily change my ideals because of such temptations.
Minamoto Tamako lowered her head and kept eating. She picked a piece of eel, putting it into her mouth with rice; then picked another piece of eel to temporarily store in her rice bowl; finally, she eyed the last piece of eel in the dish, her cheeks chewing rapidly.
In a deliberate act of revenge, Fushimi Roku, right in front of her, reached out his chopsticks and took the last piece of eel.
"Ah!"
Minamoto Tamako was furious. Little Roku dared to touch the dragon’s reverse scale and extend his chopsticks towards the captain’s taboo, which must be strictly criticized!
She puffed her cheeks and said in a muffled voice: "The last piece of eel must be left for the captain! That’s an iron rule of the Detective Squad!"
"But you didn’t say that before." Fushimi Roku expressed his doubts.
"I’m saying it now! This is a new rule of the Detective Squad!" Minamoto Tamako pointed her chopsticks at Fushimi Roku: "And, don’t talk back to the captain!"
"Alright," Fushimi Roku slurped the eel and then put it back on the plate: "Here you go."
Minamoto Tamako stared at the saliva-covered piece of eel and felt very displeased. She simply ignored Fushimi Roku and continued eating without saying a word.
Fushimi Roku saw her silent, thinking she was plotting something bad again, and subconsciously asked: "What’s wrong? You’re unhappy when I return it?"
"You don’t respect me as the captain at all, always playing little tricks! You’re not sincerely respecting me but just putting on a show."
Minamoto Tamako stabbed her rice with her chopsticks, venting her inner grievances: "If you keep being two-faced like this, when you deliver that super prize, I’ll learn from you and cut corners too."
"..."
Fushimi Roku suspected she was targeting him as if he was a Japanese.
As the saying goes, words once spoken cannot be taken back. He prided himself on not being a promise-breaker. What if Minamoto Tamako really learns to be deceitful? People should have some basic contractual spirit; he might as well consider it as repaying the wrongs he has done.
After all, the whole Red Redemption Coupon is genuine, except for the one white Redemption Voucher he had to sign, all due to the mischief he played on Minamoto Tamako.
Fushimi Roku once again readied his psychological setup, cleared his throat, controlled his facial expressions, and with a very sincere face, employing his level seven Social Charm, said earnestly: "Actually, I’ve always regarded you as the captain."