I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 29 You can rest assured

"So, you were just leaving the movies with Tsukino Gen when you inexplicably ran into this man. He targeted you and charged at you. You lunged at Tsukino Gen to protect him, but you didn't expect him to push you away and subdue the man instead?"

"That should be it. It was too chaotic at the time, and my mind went blank, so I might not have seen very clearly. The movie theater should have security cameras, right? You can take a look."

In the police station.

As Kazama Sakura took a statement from the policewoman she was meeting for the second time, she felt a kind of exhaustion, as if she had survived a disaster.

It's getting late.

As dusk settled, it seemed pitch black outside. The lights inside the police station offered a final sense of security.

But it still wasn't as good as that moment when she saw Tsukino Gen on top of that man.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement.

The person who came to take a statement was Chinatsu Morita.

Her cold, beautiful face gazed at the girl in front of her who had slightly lowered her head, and then she spoke softly.

"Yes, thank you for your cooperation. But why does Tsukino Gen have such a fast reaction time? And from your and others' descriptions, he is very skilled in grappling. Did he practice similar techniques before?"

Kazama Sakura didn't know what the other person meant by asking this. She had a feeling that the other person still had doubts about what happened with Yamazaki Jihei last time. Although she didn't have any concrete evidence, her intuition told her that she couldn't say anything rashly at this time.

So she shook her head.

“I don’t know about these things. I only met him in high school, and he rarely told me about things before that.”

"Yeah. I understand."

Chinatsu Morita stopped writing and looked at Sakura Kazama.

"Our brief investigation and questioning revealed that the man's name is Takashi Yamamoto. He recently learned that his childhood sweetheart had gotten married, and that they broke up right here in this movie theater. Feeling despondent, he came here carrying a knife. The reason he's targeting you is most likely because you look somewhat like his childhood sweetheart."

"Where is Tsukino? Where is he?"

Sakura Kazama wasn't interested in these things. News about people taking revenge on society happened every day; it was just that she was unlucky enough to be the one caught in the crossfire this time. She was already used to having no good luck.

She just wanted to see that boy.

Chinatsu Morita looked at the worried girl with amusement, "It seems you care more about him than yourself."

"."

Sakura Kazama did not answer.

Because it was obvious; his previous instinctive actions had already said it all. He was special and important, at least to him.

Chinatsu Morita stood up, walked over to Sakura Kazama, and patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Alright, don't worry about him. I can leave after I finish taking his statement."

"Thank you, officer."

Sakura Kazama answered softly.

Chinatsu Morita smiled. "There's nothing to thank me for, but I'll still tell you something. Sometimes you don't have to work so hard. At least this guy is trustworthy. So just protect yourself while you're with him, and he'll help you solve any problems."

Sakura Kazama looked up, wondering why the other person had said such a thing.

She didn't simply think that the other person was just joking about her relationship with Tsukino Gen; there seemed to be other hidden meanings.

But what is it?

She didn't know, and Chinatsu Morita had already left and gone to another room.

Neatly dressed and composed, Tsukino Gen sat there, drinking the water that a police officer had poured for him earlier.

When Chinatsu Morita arrived, she did not immediately sit in the seat she was supposed to sit in.

Instead, he went straight to Gen Tsukino and bent down.

Despite wearing a police uniform, her beautiful figure made her look like a model posing for a suggestive photoshoot.

Her chest bulged even more dramatically as she bent over, as if the buttons were about to burst out and breathe in fresh air.

Gen Tsukino looked at her with clear eyes and said the opening line she wanted to say in advance.

"What a coincidence, it's Morita-neechan."

"You have such a sweet tongue, Tsukino-kun."

Chinatsu Morita smiled, then narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so brave, and so capable."

"Is it impressive? It's alright. I did something I didn't expect on impulse. Maybe it was because I really wanted to be a hero and save the damsel in distress."

"Hahaha."

This answer made Chinatsu Morita burst into laughter.

“Aren’t you worried I’ll ask you how you acquired such abilities? You’re from an orphanage, yet you’re so skilled in grappling and close combat. And this kind of composure doesn’t seem like something an orphan should possess. I’m not discriminating against you, I’m just stating the facts.”

Gen Tsukino smiled shyly, then shook his head.

“These things are easy to check, right? My part-time job resume includes experience cleaning at a fight club. I also consulted with the coach in my spare time.”

Chinatsu Morita bent over and stared directly into the boy's eyes.

“I’ve seen the surveillance footage. Your movements were quick and precise. Besides your seemingly innate calmness, there’s something else about you. And this kind of quality doesn’t seem like something you can achieve simply by working at a fight club for a few months and secretly learning a few moves. But you can rest assured.”

"What are you worried about?"

Tsukino Gen asked, puzzled.

Chinatsu Morita lowered her voice and spoke in a tone only he could hear.

"The Yamazaki Jihei incident has been determined to be an accident, and your school has also intervened. So there shouldn't be anything concerning Yamazaki Jihei that will bother you anymore, unless new evidence is discovered. But that possibility is less than 0.1 percent."

Upon hearing this, Tsukino Gen's eyes widened, and then he said in a 'righteous' tone.

"If it really was murder and not an accident, I hope Sister Morita can catch the real culprit. How can we let someone who did such a thing go unpunished? My knowledge tells me that this is wrong!"

"..." Chinatsu Morita's cold and beautiful eyes widened slightly; this was an answer she had never expected.

You're even playing the righteous one now?

It makes me look like a corrupt cop!

She forced a smile, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Then you've really grasped the essence."

"Yes, although I have been an orphan since I was a child, I have always longed for light and justice."

Chinatsu Morita looked at Gen Tsukino strangely, "Why does it sound so odd coming from you?"

"Is that strange? Does Morita-neechan have a prejudice against me?"

"Of course not. Who would be prejudiced against a guy like Tsukino-kun? They'd be too happy to even like him, right? After all, your female classmate almost took a knife for you."

Gen Tsukino smiled shyly.

"Maybe he's watched too many idol dramas."

"Playing dumb like this will only let people down, or do you not want to face this kind of relationship?"

"Relationship? What relationship?"

"fine."

Chinatsu Morita straightened up, went to her designated spot, and picked up her notebook.

"Then tell your sister what happened, just tell her the truth."

"it is good."

The process was very formulaic, and during the process, Chinatsu Morita didn't ask any strange questions. She simply memorized all the information as if it were a routine task.

She closed the notebook and looked at the handsome young man in front of her.

"With your strong sense of justice, have you ever thought about applying to a police academy after graduation?"

Gen Tsukino smiled and shook his head. "No, thank you."

"why?"

"Police officers should be people with professional skills and talent like Morita-neechan. I'm actually a hedonist. Although I have a sense of justice, it's not much. I prefer to cheat and be cunning most of the time, so I don't force myself."

"That's a bit of a shame. It would be quite interesting if you became my junior." Tsukino Gen blinked.

"It's okay. I'm calling you 'older sister' now, so you can treat me like a younger brother if you don't mind, Morita-neechan."

"Of course I don't mind. Does this mean you're recognizing me as your god-sister?"

Chinatsu Morita asked with great interest.

Tsukino nodded, "Of course."

"Okay, then shouldn't I prepare a gift for my younger brother?"

"No need for that. Asking for those would make me seem like I have ulterior motives."

The boy looked exceptionally well-behaved at that moment.

This made Chinatsu Morita laugh, and her cold and beautiful face revealed a charming allure that was quite striking.

She stood up and stood directly in front of Tsukino Gen.

Then he plopped down on the edge of the table in a very improper posture, which was at least not the posture a policeman should have. It looked more like a suggestive scene from a Japanese movie.

Her perfect figure and alluring charm filled the room, which was only occupied by two people, with an atmosphere that shouldn't have been there.

"If you don't want anything, shouldn't I be even more suspicious that you have ulterior motives?"

"What are you plotting? I don't understand."

Gen Tsukino looked at her blankly.

Chinatsu Morita narrowed her eyes slightly. "Tsukino-kun doesn't seem like such an innocent person."

"I'm just a simple male high school student."

"Simple?"

"She's very innocent, especially in front of Morita-neechan."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Chinatsu Morita laughed heartily, her body trembling slightly, her full breasts shaking precariously, a truly spectacular sight.

Despite the raging waves before him, Tsukino Gen seemed to have no lewd gaze. He even moved his chair back a step before standing up to create some distance.

"I'll probably have to leave once I finish taking the statement. I don't want her to wait for me too long."

"Your girlfriend is so clingy, isn't she?"

She asked mischievously.

Gen Tsukino scratched his head, seemingly embarrassed.

"She's not my little girlfriend."

"It does not matter, I do not mind."

Gen Tsukino: ? ? ?

You mind a bubble teapot? Is this woman crazy?

However, Chinatsu Morita didn't seem to intend to explain her misleading remark, and she leisurely left the table.

"Alright, you can go now. Be careful, and if you encounter similar situations in the future, I hope you'll prioritize your own safety. Otherwise, attracting too much attention isn't a good thing."

"I understand, goodbye Morita-neechan."

Goodbye, Tsukino-kun.

Watching the boy leave the room.

The smile on Morita Chinatsu's face slowly faded, and she reverted to being the calm, even cold, policewoman.

She began to look through her own notes.

He muttered to himself softly.

"Indeed, Sunrise is not Gotham. But does this world really not have Batman? He's becoming more and more like the person I want to be."

As he walked out of the police station, the boy who had met Kazama Sakura stretched.

Kazama Sakura looked at him with concern.

"Are you OK?"

Gen Tsukino shook his head. "What could have happened to me? What were you doing at that time?"

"I?"

Why did you lunge at me?

Gen Tsukino's direct question made Sakura Kazama feel timid, like a child who had done something wrong.

Her fingers twirled slightly in front of her lower abdomen as she spoke softly.

"I'm afraid he's after you."

Are you hoping I'll be moved by this, or even offer myself to you?

"Huh? I... I didn't mean that!"

Kazama Sakura blushed and denied it.

Gen Tsukino glanced at the other person, then sighed and extended his hand.

Under Kazama Sakura's slightly flushed gaze, he touched the strands of hair on her head and then whispered.

"You're already very charming; you don't need to do these things to increase my favorability."

"I"

The girl blushed and couldn't speak.

I felt that there was a sweetness in this strange and arrogant statement that I could taste.

Oh no, I guess I've been tamed into a weird girl.

It's just like.
It's like a dog that can only eat after shaking hands with its owner.

Gen Tsukino gazed at the dim skyline.

He let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong? Did I ask you something strange just now?"

The girl asked with concern.

Gen Tsukino shook his head. "It's nothing, just a little troublesome."

"trouble?"

"Ah."

There's just a troublesome woman.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Trams weaving through the night sky.

Amidst the faint swaying of the carriage, a mature and beautiful face was reflected in the window.

Her slightly curled long hair fell down, and she lowered her head slightly.

Looking at the phone.

A group photo that looks like it's from a long time ago.

Looking at her younger self, she smiled faintly.

When she saw the person next to her, her smile became even brighter.

"We're going to meet again. Will you still remember me?"

……

(End of this chapter)