Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 380 - 280 Rabbit Coin

Chapter 380: Chapter 280 Rabbit Coin

Even though Minamoto Tamako strongly demanded Fushimi Roku to clean up, the latter still refused firmly, claiming he was too exhausted to bother with such chores, his real intention being to conceal the gunshot wound on his leg.

If he were to frantically start cleaning, he would definitely bleed profusely.

He might already have been bleeding; he vaguely felt the bandage was a bit sticky.

"I haven’t done anything guilty, so if Chief Kujo comes, let her come... She’s here to see you, what’s it got to do with me."

Having said that, Fushimi Roku slipped back into his room and locked the door behind him.

Minamoto Tamako was so anxious she was pacing in circles. She still needed to take a bath, and there was no time to tidy up the room. By the time mommy arrives and sees the mess, with moldy cake on the floor, even if she were a master at lying, she wouldn’t be able to smooth things over!

"I’ll use a Redemption Voucher! Exchange a Redemption Voucher for housekeeping service!!" Minamoto Tamako banged on the door.

The Redemption Vouchers in her piggy bank were running out. Under the pressure from Fushimi Financial Securities Company, she had been bleeding financially one after another, and only a few white Redemption Vouchers were left... But now was not the time to feel sorry for those external things; she must figure out a way to muddle through with her mother first!

Otherwise, her good days would be over!

If she didn’t handle police life well, she would have to return home as a wealthy young lady, only knowing to eat, drink, tend to plants, learn art, practice calligraphy, and eventually become someone who doesn’t work all day!

In the room, Fushimi Roku responded: "Sorry, the service you ordered is currently being prepared."

"Huh? What do you mean by ’preparing’? Housekeeping service isn’t a strawberry chiffon cake, how could it need preparation! You’re definitely trying to slack off, right? Are you trying to renege?"

Minamoto Tamako didn’t want the Redemption Vouchers she painstakingly accumulated to become worthless; she knocked on the door harder, demanding an explanation from the issuer, Mr. Lu. It was like a Ponzi scheme where everyone knew it would explode eventually, but before it did, everyone bought into the scam.

Fushimi Roku didn’t want the Redemption Voucher financial system he painstakingly built to collapse either, but now he really couldn’t redeem the Voucher. As soon as he entered the room, he took off his pants; the wound was already bleeding and needed immediate attention.

In desperation, he could only activate a backup plan.

...

Standing at the door, Minamoto Tamako yelled more and more, realizing something was amiss; if it were before, Fushimi Roku would definitely redeem promptly, smiling the whole time, leaving her unable to find any fault... How come after returning, he suddenly changed?

Could it be he was agitated by something?

That’s right, she still hadn’t had the chance to ask about Fushimi’s trip to the island...

Just as Minamoto Tamako was about to think further, a piece of paper was suddenly slid out from under the door. She looked down; on the paper was a detailed cartoon rabbit’s face, with Arabic numerals 100 written in the center. The ink had long since dried, indicating it wasn’t prepared on the spot.

"What’s this?" She bent down to pick up the note. "What does it mean?"

Fushimi Roku, applying medicine to his wound from inside the room, continued to bluff: "This is a newly issued Rabbit Coin. Don’t underestimate it. This thing uses advanced hand-drawing techniques, the base material is Manila hemp fiber Japanese paper, processed with special ink, and under ultraviolet light, the rabbit ears will glow..."

"Uh, it sounds impressive, but what do you mean by giving me this thing?" Minamoto Tamako cut to the chase, persisting: "Also, why aren’t you opening the door? Talking through the door is very inconvenient..."

"I already said, I need to rest!"

Fushimi Roku, hovering over a medical kit with disinfectant alcohol suspended, continued to explain: "After all, I’m only one person. If you and Taira Sakurako redeem the Redemption Voucher at the same time, I couldn’t manage it, right? Therefore, to guarantee your rights, I’ve concocted a win-win solution through great contemplation..."

"Exactly! It’s to use Rabbit Coins to cover the gap period when Redemption Vouchers can’t be redeemed!"

...

Minamoto Tamako’s eyebrows gradually shot up.

This didn’t seem right?

What was the original reason for issuing Redemption Vouchers?

If she remembered correctly, Redemption Vouchers were Fushimi’s apology compensation after making mistakes... Compensation without actually compensating; isn’t that equivalent to a bond for a bond?

And he’s even using Sakurako as a shield, saying ’to protect your rights’, it’s smoother than singing, really taking her for a fool to be tricked!

She wasn’t going to fall for it!

Just as Minamoto Tamako was about to refuse, she heard Fushimi Roku say: "A hundred Rabbit Coins are equivalent to one Purple Redemption Voucher! Moreover, Redemption Vouchers delayed in use won’t be reclaimed, meaning I ’purchase’ 24 hours of delayed redemption time using one Purple Redemption Voucher... How about it? Quite sincere, right?"

Hmm?

Minamoto Tamako was stunned; she quickly calculated in her mind. If Fushimi Roku wasn’t lying, wasn’t this deal exceptionally good!

Just like a super limited edition strawberry parfait cake discount sale, very tempting!

But Minamoto Tamako’s reason prevailed; she urgently needed manpower now, regardless of how good a discount Fushimi could offer, she had to find a way to clean the room before mommy arrives!

"No, I want to change it now!" she said loudly.

"Are you sure? I don’t mind either way..."

Fushimi Roku coaxed with lv7 Psychological Guidance: "Ah, are you worried that the house is too messy to welcome Chief Kujo? You can call and ask when Chief Kujo is coming... What if she arrives in thirty seconds? If you give up the delayed exchange now, wouldn’t that be a loss?"

Hiss...

So reasonable!

Minamoto Tamako was persuaded, but she still had concerns: "How could mom possibly tell me, and if I ask her proactively, wouldn’t that make me look very guilty..."

Fushimi thought to himself, this girl is such an idiot, she doesn’t even know how to lie properly. Testing when parents come home is a skill almost every kid has.

Without thinking, he casually said, "You can just tell Chief Kujo that you want to have dinner with her? For example, say you’re planning to cook and ask when she’ll arrive. This way, you can find out Chief Kujo’s travel time and show your filial piety to your mother. Chief Kujo is bound to be moved..."

Before Fushimi could finish, he realized he’d said something wrong.

It was the injury treatment distracting him, and he momentarily forgot the cautionary notes in the ’Minamoto Tamako User Manual’...

Under no circumstances should you teach Minamoto Tamako how to lie specifically!!

As the saying goes, it takes a year to learn good, and a day to learn bad. The learning ability of the Yuzi Beast is always astonishing. He had been careful not to let Minamoto Tamako know ’how to lie specifically’ to reduce the dangerous level of the Yuzi Beast... If she were to learn the secret of lying, the danger level would definitely spike!

"Ahahaha, I was just joking earlier..."

Fushimi quickly corrected himself: "You’re destined to become a famous detective and police chief, surely you wouldn’t lie to your mother, right?"

Minamoto Tamako had been planning to clean the living room to cover up a lie. She’s no longer that three-year-old who thought all lies were bad, there are good-hearted lies in the world. For instance, hiding the fact she was kidnapped from mom is such a good lie. No need to worry!

But since Fushimi brought out the honor of famous detectives and police chiefs, she was too embarrassed to lie outright, arguing, "I really do want to have dinner with mom. How can that be lying? I haven’t seen mom in a long time, and experiencing a cozy family reunion would be great!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it’s one thing to fool others, don’t fool yourself..."

"How is it fooling? I’m going to prepare ingredients now, call mom at the same time, and try to serve her freshly-fried tempura. It won’t taste good when it’s cold."

After saying this, Minamoto Tamako clutched the Rabbit Coin, ran to the landline, and dialed mom’s number quickly.

The ringing tone sounded. After a moment of brewing, she half-truthfully said, "Mom, when are you getting here? I’m planning to make tempura for you to eat; it won’t taste good if it gets cold..."

Kujo Yua even cut her off before she finished, "Who taught you to say that?"

"Uh?"

Minamoto Tamako’s heart skipped a beat. Why this response?

Upon hearing this, shouldn’t mom be touched? At least say something like ’I’m looking forward to it’ right?

"No, no one taught me, I’m about to prepare the ingredients..." Minamoto Tamako became more guilty the more she spoke, and the budding tendency to lie was immediately suppressed.

"Don’t use the guise of doing good for others to seek personal gains!" Kujo Yua’s stern voice came through the receiver: "Ask yourself honestly, before the call, did you really want to have dinner with me? If not, why did you make this call?"

Minamoto Tamako’s little hover lock fell limp. Her small scheme was seen through, and she got a scolding. The ’good-hearted lie’ theory was mercilessly dismantled; she quickly shut up, fidgeting quietly.

"If you want to know when I’ll be there, just ask directly; no need for schemes," Kujo Yua continued to advise her daughter: "I can tell you directly, now I am in Capital City. It will take around two hours on the Shinkansen fast train, plus the trips to and from the station, maybe about three hours to Sugamo Apartment."

Minamoto Tamako emitted an "aww," her small face filled with grievance and remorse. She regretted taking Mr. Fu Jian’s bad advice.

"Don’t do such things again; the most important thing is sincerity," Kujo Yua paused and then changed the tone: "I guess you couldn’t think of such an excuse... Let me ask again, who taught you to say that?"

"N-no one taught me... just a friend mentioned it..." Minamoto Tamako showed loyalty, not ratting out Fushimi Roku even under reprimand.

"Forget it, even if you don’t tell, I know who it is." Kujo Yua chuckled coldly once more.

Minamoto Tamako turned to look at Mr. Fu Jian’s door, worried for him.

Seems like... Mr. Fu Jian will get into trouble together with her.

"No more talk now," Kujo Yua put down the phone and was about to hang up, but her thumb paused, and she brought the phone back to her ear, gently saying: "I’m very happy you want to have dinner with me... even if it’s just a lie to me."

"I-I’m sorry..."

"It’s okay, mom forgives you. I look forward to tonight’s cooking."