Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 122: Chihiro Kazama
All three of them were stunned.

Fushimi Shika's first reaction was that this guy Takusa Kazama was very lucky to have such a young wife, who looked like she was not of the same generation as Takusa Kazama... Not only was she young, but her figure and appearance were also in line with Fushimi Shika's aesthetic taste, a standard big-breasted, thin-waisted, long-legged queen, with a bit of soft flesh on her thighs.

Then he realized something was wrong. Based on his understanding of Takusai Kazama, this guy must be single - even if he had been married, he must be divorced now.

Could it be that the senior couldn't stand the loneliness and called a JK escort girl for door-to-door service?

Gen Yuzi thought Fushimi Shika had knocked on the wrong door, so she bowed and apologized, and was about to drag them away. Fushimi Shika motioned her to stay calm, looked around the room, and asked casually, "We're looking for Kazama Takuya... Do you know him?"

"You are...?" the woman asked hesitantly.

"I'm his colleague." Fushimi Shikata shamelessly treated his senior as an equal.

“I see,” the woman turned around and shouted, “Dad, I’m looking for you.”

The three of them were stunned again.

Kazama Takusai was leaning against the balcony railing smoking, and when he heard the shouting, he came over with a cigarette in his mouth to check. When he saw Fushimi Shika, his face fell, and he was about to turn around and leave, but when he saw Minamoto Tamako and Hei Sakurako, his face improved a little.

Genyuko greeted her senior honestly and asked Ping Yingzi to follow suit and call him uncle. The latter said nothing and retreated back into the box, obviously afraid of seeing strangers.

The woman warmly welcomed the three people into the room, asked Fushimi Shika and others to sit on the sofa, and brought three cups of barley tea on a tray.

After the three of them received their tea, she held the tray with both hands backwards and introduced herself.

Her name is Kazama Chihime, she is the daughter of Kazama Takusai, and currently works as a kendo teacher at the martial arts hall. She usually lives outside, and during this period of vacation, she took the time to come back to visit her old father.

Fushimi Shika looked doubtful, looking back and forth, the father and daughter really didn't look alike at all. Kazama Takusai knew what he was thinking, and said unhappily: "Don't look at it, they are biological children."

"Eh, generally speaking, this sentence isn't emphasized, right?" Fushimi Shika said.

Yuan Yuzi quickly covered his mouth with her small hand and said in a low voice: "How can you say such things when you first meet? It's very rude!"

"It's okay. We are often misunderstood. We are used to it." Fengjian Qianji smiled and smoothed the hair hanging in front of her eyelids, saying, "I am more like my mother."

"Fortunately, I didn't inherit Senior Kazama's genes." Fushimi Shika complained casually.

He has been paying for almost all of Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun's meals during this period, so it wouldn't be a big deal to say a few insults to Kazama Takusai, he could just consider it as collecting food fees.

Chihime Kazama covered her mouth and laughed, her body shaking, and she kept praising Fushimi Kakashi for his humor.

She looked very pretty when she smiled, her eyelids squinted, her eyelashes were very long, and her laughter was crisp and hearty. Everyone had a good impression of her, and even Ping Yingzi opened the cardboard box to look at her a few more times.

Afterwards, Fushimi Shikada made his intention clear. He originally wanted to invite Gen Tamako and Hei Yingzi to come over for a free meal, just to have a bite.

But now the plan has changed. Gen Tamako wants to have a dinner with her seniors, so Fushimi Shika plans to go home and cook for himself. He comes knocking on the door to call Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun to have dinner together... It's not that he likes to be a cook for others, he just simply doesn't want to treat his stomach badly.

Upon hearing this, Fengjian Qianji took the initiative to ask everyone if they had any food restrictions, and said that she would cook to entertain everyone.

"My father is a clumsy man, and I'm sure you have taken good care of him in our daily interactions. Please allow me to do my best to thank you." She bent down and bowed, making her chest look even bigger.

Yuan Yuzi waved her hands repeatedly and said embarrassedly: "No, no, it's Senior Fengjian who took care of us. When I was still in the police academy training, Senior Fengjian had already taken good care of me..."

"Since we are guests, I should at least play the role of host, right?" Chihiro Kazama straightened up and said with a smile.

Having said that, Gen Tamako was too embarrassed to refuse, so she nodded and agreed. Fushimi stood up and offered to help in the kitchen, but in fact, he wanted to supervise.

If Chihiro Kazama's cooking skills are not good, he will take over.

The two walked into the kitchen. After Fengjian Qianji put on an apron and tied a belt, Fushimi Shika discovered that her waist was thinner than she had imagined. She was wearing dark blue jeans that fit her body well and showed off her legs. The apron string was tied into a bow at the back of her waist, highlighting the curve of her hips.

Well, it's pleasing to the eyes. Fushimi Shika glanced at it twice and didn't look at it any more. In his previous life, people often deliberately challenged his weaknesses in order to win lawsuits, and over time his magic resistance increased. Although he is not completely heartless, at least he will not fantasize about having an affair with a beautiful woman when he sees her.

They are all pink skeletons, and after they die they are no different from the pork in the refrigerator.

He cleaned the ingredients skillfully and handed them to Fengjian Qianji. It can be seen that Fengjian Qianji has good knife skills. Whether it is cutting radish or slicing raw fish, it is neat and tidy. It is estimated that she often cooks at home.

Fushimi Shika felt a little relieved, and he stood to the left of Fengjian Qianji, casually placing the washed white radish on the chopping board. Unexpectedly, Fengjian Qianji cut his finger when she cut it.

Fushimi Shika didn't think it was a big deal, just a small cut. But Kazama Chihiro was very concerned. She exclaimed, took Fushimi Shika's hand and rinsed it with water to disinfect it, then ran back to the bedroom to get the medical kit, carefully disinfected it with iodine, and finally carefully put a Band-Aid on him.

Fortunately, she acted quickly enough. If she had delayed a little longer, Fushimi Shika's wound might have healed.

"I'm so sorry! It happened so suddenly that I didn't notice..."

Fengjian Qianji clasped her hands together and squinted her eyes when she apologized. She was a bit nearsighted, and she would subconsciously lower her eyelids when looking at people, and her long eyelashes would cover most of her pupils.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem, let's cook first..."

As soon as Fushimi Shika stood up, Fengjian Qianji pushed him back to the sofa. She said softly, "The injured cannot touch water. Fushimi-kun should have a good rest."

He couldn't resist and had to give up. After Fengjian Qianji left, he turned around and saw Yuan Yuzi and Ping Yingzi staring at him with particularly unfriendly eyes.

"What's with that expression on your face?" Fushimi Shika asked.

Yuan Yuzi snorted and said nothing.

She suspected that Fushimi Shika did it on purpose. Senior Kazama had said that eight strong men with guns couldn't get close to him, so how could he get his hand cut when he went into the kitchen to cut a radish? Could it be that the fighting power of the white radish was higher than that of the Yakuza?

He must be coveting Sister Qianji’s beauty!
Seeing her reaction, Fushimi Shika guessed that she had misunderstood something. This kind of thing would only make things worse, so he was too lazy to explain. He turned on the big-butt TV in the living room, lay on the sofa and started watching the news.

Watanabe Shun was not around, and the boy went out to drink again. The dinner party turned into a free meal, and Fushimi Shika was lazy and felt justified in stealing.

Fengjian Takusai remained silent and looked troubled. Since they entered the room, Fengjian Takusai only said one sentence, and the rest of the time he was smoking. It was not until Yuan Yuzi couldn't help coughing twice that he reacted, put out the cigarette butt, and opened the window to ventilate.

More than an hour later, the meal was ready.

Everyone gathered around the kotatsu, put their hands together and said in unison, "I'm ready to eat." The dishes on the table were steaming, and Fushimi Shika picked up a piece of croquette, which tasted surprisingly good.

After eating and drinking, Fengjian Qianji began to clean up the dishes.

Normally, a lazy man like Fushimi Shika would definitely not help, but he wanted to find out about Takusa Kazama's dark history from Chihiro Kazama, so he offered to help wash the dishes. Some time ago, Takusa Kazama seemed to have noticed something, and Fushimi Shika had no handle on him, so he always felt a little uneasy.

The two of them walked into the kitchen with their plates and stood on either side of the sink. Before Fushimi Shika could think of how to start talking, he saw a slug crawling out from the crack of the kitchen counter.

This thing is also called slug, and it often hibernates in the cracks of furniture or walls. When the temperature inside is higher and warmer than outside, they crawl out to look for food.

Fushimi Shika scooped a spoonful of salt with a small spoon and sprinkled the salt grains evenly on the slug. He watched with delight as it twisted and struggled, constantly dehydrated, and finally turned into a pool of sticky liquid.

At this moment, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he subconsciously turned his head to glance, like an eagle looking at a wolf, and saw that the woman standing next to him was doing the same thing - Fengjian Qianji was sprinkling salt on the slug, with a smile on her lips and a look of childlike innocent cruelty.

The two looked at each other, and their pupils became mirrors, reflecting each other's faces.

At this moment, Fushimi Shika suddenly remembered someone that Kazama Takusai had mentioned repeatedly.

——"You remind me of an annoying guy. Your eyes are very similar."

(End of this chapter)