Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 381 - 281: Marry Someone If You Don’t Find a Boyfriend!

Chapter 381: Chapter 281: Marry Someone If You Don’t Find a Boyfriend!

After hanging up the phone, Minamoto Tamako let out a deep sigh.

Knowing her mother would arrive in three hours eased her tense heart; being caught in a lie by her mother made her feel particularly ashamed and annoyed; and her mother’s last words brought a surge of guilt in her.

In short, it was a jumble of emotions.

With three hours to tidy up, she didn’t need Mr. Fushimi’s help; she could do it all by herself.

Getting a Rabbit Coin out of the blue was an unexpected joy, bringing her one step closer to redeeming the Red Redemption Coupon.

But she couldn’t feel happy for now. She returned to her room dejectedly, put the Rabbit Coin into her piggy bank, went to the bathroom to take a shower, scrubbed the bloodstains off her pajamas, and then threw them into the washing machine for another clean.

Taira Sakurako’s stomach growled with hunger; she had been mostly unconscious for the past two days, not a grain of rice had she eaten, her belly touching her back, so she called for delivery herself. While Tamako was doing laundry, Sakurako casually asked, and the former said not to order anything for her, she would be dining with her mother tonight.

"Eh... your mother, huh..."

Taira Sakurako’s tone was surprised, but her face remained expressionless.

"Yes, she might look a bit fierce, but she’s actually a very nice person."

Minamoto Tamako had changed clothes, standing on a chair, taking down the balloons from the wall. Fushimi Roku’s birthday had passed, and the carefully prepared birthday gifts had not been given. After so many sudden events, she indeed couldn’t worry about something as trivial as a birthday.

When she took down the letter D, Minamoto Tamako suddenly realized something and changed her tone: "Say, Sakurako, if you don’t mind, why don’t you join us for dinner..."

"I’ve already ordered delivery." Taira Sakurako opened the fridge looking for food, intending to find something to tide her over until the delivery came to the door.

"Ah, I see..."

Minamoto Tamako thought to herself, Oh no, Sakurako just returned from Izu Town; Koizumi Mizuki’s tombstone is fresh in her memory. Will her reunion with her mother hurt Sakurako’s feelings?

What if it makes Sakurako feel nostalgic?

Would Sakurako be jealous that I have a mother?

She usually doesn’t ask who I’m eating with; why did she suddenly sigh just now...

The more Minamoto Tamako thought about it, the more it felt bad. Dining happily in the living room with her mother while Sakurako was stuck in her room listening to their laughter... If it were her, she would be crying from sorrow!

Ah! No way! Absolutely not!

Minamoto Tamako had also experienced the pain of losing a loved one and hadn’t moved past it for a long time. Seeing others act spoiled with their fathers or playfully with their grandfathers made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

Maybe I shouldn’t have dinner with Mom tonight?

But the words were already spoken, and Mom said she was looking forward to my cooking tonight...

Ahhhhhhh!! What now!!

Minamoto Tamako felt torn, anxious and uneasy, and instinctively popped a balloon, startling both Sakurako and Fushimi Roku, who was hiding in the room.

"What happened again?" Fushimi Roku asked through the door.

This inquiry jolted Minamoto Tamako into realization; she suddenly understood that now was not the time for a personal reunion or to joke around with Mr. Fushimi. The most important thing was to eliminate the remnants on Cat Island!

Cat Island was full of terrorists, especially those designers, each more perverted than the last, possibly leaving Sister Yalan with psychological scars — they had to be caught!

If left unchecked, more innocent people would undoubtedly become victims, constantly losing their lives in the so-called ’trials’... Betting on the honor of the future famous detective and police chief, she absolutely couldn’t let evil grow rampant!

When Mom arrives later, she’ll talk to her about the situation on Cat Island. By then, eating would likely be out of the question, and Sakurako wouldn’t feel nostalgic — it’s perfect in both emotion and reason!

Great!

Indeed, only by walking on the right path does life become clear!

With replenished motivation, Minamoto Tamako casually tore off the balloons, set the overturned tables and chairs back in place, swept the debris away, mopped the floors, and took out the trash multiple times; it took her over two hours to renew the house.

Not bad!

Minamoto Tamako wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling particularly accomplished.

At this point, she should be preparing ingredients to cook a rich, filial dinner for her mother, but she now had more pressing matters to attend to, so cooking was temporarily out of the question.

Meanwhile, Taira Sakurako’s delivery arrived. Delivery services these days were just so efficient, usually handled by store employees, and if business was busy, waiting two or three more hours wasn’t unusual.

She asked the delivery person to leave the meal box at the door; after the footsteps disappeared outside, she only opened a crack in the door to peek around, ensured no one was there, and quickly retrieved the meal box.

Hmm, it’s still hot.

Taira Sakurako, holding the meal box, passed by the living room and returned to her room, seeing Minamoto Tamako diligently writing at the desk, her curiosity piqued, cuddled her rice ball closer, asking what she was writing.

"I have to draw a map of Cat Island quickly, otherwise, I might forget later..."

Minamoto Tamako kept her right hand moving, jotting with a pencil: "I’ve seen parts of the buildings on Cat Island, which are important clues; the search department can analyze roughly where they are..."

"And the casualty list, I have to note that down too. Although I don’t know Ms. Cat, she said she had a child... Hmm, I also wonder if Fujiwara Section Chief made it back safely..."

"Oh right! There’s another notable guy, the terrifying man wearing a dog-headed mask, extremely dangerous, probably an antisocial personality; his true identity must be thoroughly investigated..."

As she wrote this, Minamoto Tamako suddenly thought of something.

The characteristics of the dog-headed man completely match those of Mr. Fushimi, and at the same time, Mr. Fushimi also appeared on the island. Sister Yasurou and the others have a strange attitude towards Mr. Fushimi...

Is this really a coincidence, or is it...

Just as Minamoto Tamako was about to delve deeper, there was a knock on the door. It was probably her mother.

She put on her spare slippers, ran to open the door, and sure enough, the woman standing at the door was Kujo Yua.

The latter was holding a gift, which was actually a small token from a mother to her daughter.

Minamoto Tamako was very happy. She couldn’t wait for pleasantries, pulled Kujo Yua inside, had her sit on the sofa, then went to her room to retrieve her notebook, eagerly explaining the dangers of Cat Island, urging her mother to quickly mobilize the task force to level Cat Island.

After listening, Kujo Yua asked her right away, "Where did you get this information?"

Minamoto Tamako froze. She realized she might have unintentionally revealed too much.

Initially, she was going to cover up her kidnapping by tidying up and testing when her mom would return. But if she was to conceal the kidnapping, she couldn’t expose the crimes on Cat Island...

"I-I have my sources."

Minamoto Tamako tried to imitate the style of secret agents from spy movies. When a superior or colleague questioned their sources, the agent would calmly say, ’I have my ways’... She always thought that was cool when watching TV, and didn’t expect to use it now.

Agents in movies never explained, probably because the screenwriter didn’t know how to write it either.

Just like her.

"Oh? What kind of source?" Kujo Yua crossed her legs, leaning back on the sofa, giving her no face at all.

Minamoto Tamako started to find her mother annoying again. Why did she have to get to the bottom of everything? According to movie plots, at this time, her mother should have been in awe, praising her, saying she’s amazing, living up to Officer Tamako’s name... Isn’t that the normal line?

"Well... uh... a certain informant, whose identity is not convenient to disclose." Minamoto Tamako lowered her stance, making herself her own informant.

"This informant you’re talking about, isn’t it actually you?" Kujo Yua turned her head and sniffed: "I don’t smell any aroma of cooking, did you make cold dishes?"

Minamoto Tamako broke out in a cold sweat.

What’s going on?

Why does it feel like her mother knows everything...

No, since no one reported it, her mother couldn’t know!

It must be her illusion, she was just too guilty, hence jumping at shadows!

"This... Compared to eating, don’t you think the matter of Cat Island is more important?" Minamoto Tamako tried to steer the conversation back on track: "The source of information is irrelevant, it’s absolutely true! The most important thing right now is to establish a special investigation department to investigate the Aum Truth Sect and Cat Island..."

"The Police Department is not my private armed force. Without explaining the source of information, how can I establish a special investigation department? If I mobilize the task force for reconnaissance, you must at least give me a reason, right?"

Kujo Yua still didn’t lay her cards on the table, playing Tai Chi with her daughter.

"But what I said is true!" Minamoto Tamako was anxious: "If we keep dawdling, more innocent people will be injured or killed!"

Kujo Yua’s tone cooled down: "Officer Tamako, you know the process of filing a case, right?"

Minamoto Tamako was suddenly speechless; after calming down, she realized her request was a bit too capricious.

Even so, she was still unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "Even if there’s no evidence yet, we could still investigate recent missing persons and discover the issue! So many people have disappeared, hasn’t anyone reported them missing? Has no one been searching for the whereabouts of the disappeared?"

"I’m just a Deputy Director; I can only ensure officers perform their duties diligently."

Kujo Yua paused, then said, "You too, Tamako, since you chose to be a criminal police officer, then do your job well, don’t overstep your authority and command a superior... If you want to order me around, wait till one day you become the Director of Police, then whatever unbelievable case, I will fully cooperate with you in investigating it thoroughly."

She specially came over because she was worried her daughter was getting caught up in a dead end.

As a mother, she couldn’t openly say—of course, she knew what Minamoto Tamako said was true, but if she admitted she knew, how would her daughter see her in the future?

Her image in Minamoto Tamako’s mind might become that of a corrupt official in cahoots with a cult.

Besides, Kujo Yua didn’t want the matter of secretly installing a camera to be exposed; hiding things from her daughter was not limited to just one, so one more wouldn’t hurt.

Unlike Minamoto Tamako, she would never say something stupid like ’I have my sources.’ Some things, once said, can never be covered up again.

Minamoto Tamako understood they were mother and daughter, but also superior and subordinate—work and life shouldn’t be mixed.

But if she could be so easily convinced, she wouldn’t be Minamoto Tamako.

Seeing her daughter still wanted to argue, Kujo Yua could only change the topic, bringing up another important matter: "This time, I came to you actually for your marriage."

"Marriage? What marriage?"

Minamoto Tamako didn’t feel nervous at all, only confused.

Originally, both Fushimi Roku and Taira Sakurako were uninterested, hiding in their rooms, unwilling to listen to Minamoto Tamako reporting Cat Island—until Kujo Yua mentioned the word ’marriage,’ Fushimi Roku and Taira Sakurako immediately put their ears against the door.

Kujo Yua got straight to the point, saying: "Grandfather has spoken, if you don’t find a boyfriend soon, by the end of the year, you have to marry the heir of the Fujiwara family."