I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 92 Wanting to Become an Adult (Third Update, Please Vote!)

The dilapidated repair shop is still located on the river that rushes into the bay.

In the darkness, the river water churned with white spray, its color resembling that of broth.

The boy leaned against the railing, gazing at the brightly lit area across the river.

Unlike this place, which represents a bustling and vibrant city that never sleeps, this place is completely darkened. It's as if it has fallen into a deep sleep early on, like an old man in his twilight years compared to the young and middle-aged people there.

That's normal. After all, where there are young people, there are also old people. Things are always aging and gradually being phased out. Even a brand-new city will retain traces of the past.

"clatter."

"clatter."

Thinking about meaningless things, watching the churning water, I heard familiar footsteps lightly approaching.

Gen Tsukino turned his head away, while Chinatsu Morita, dressed in a police uniform, leaned against the fence.

She has a tall and slender figure, and more importantly, an upright posture without the slightest hunchback. She looks very cool and aloof, and Morita Chinatsu has a special aura in this formal police uniform.

Especially knowing that she wasn't all that 'righteous'.

Her pert buttocks pressed against the edge of the fence, and the prominent curve of her chest was quite a sight.

"Wow, that's impressive. Studying during the day and playing cards at night. You're telling me you're a high school student?"

Chinatsu Morita lifted her chin as she approached, looking at the boy beside her with amusement.

Gen Tsukino smiled. "I was just gathering information for you. I was involved in this myself, and I was scared too. Shouldn't you comfort the person involved first, Officer?"

Looking at his deliberately innocent smile, a strange anger rose within me.

It wasn't anything else; at this point, Chinatsu Morita wouldn't believe those excuses anymore. He himself knew perfectly well—what was the point of saying that on purpose? Was he just pursuing some kind of 'fun'?
Regardless, she was quite satisfied with tonight's outcome.

"It was indeed dangerous enough. The person my colleague just took away was involved in more than just gambling; he was also involved in organ trafficking and human trafficking. He was a registered wanted criminal, yet he dared to operate right under our noses in Zhaori."

It makes me angry just thinking about it.

Even though what she insisted on was different from what most people thought, such a horrifying thing still happened in Zhaori, with even a wanted criminal right under their noses, and progress only made after this boy appeared. What are these police officers doing?
It even made Chinatsu Morita, who was wearing the police uniform, feel ashamed.

Gen Tsukino was in a good mood. He simply smiled and said, "That's normal. Don't movies often say that the most dangerous place is the safest place? When everyone thinks that a wanted criminal should flee in a sorry state to the countryside or even abroad, he is in the most bustling city, which is also a case of being blind to one's own strength."

"This is outrageous. The profit chain behind him is even more bloody and brutal. Although the ledgers and documents taken from this repair shop haven't been thoroughly examined yet, they've been doing this for at least three months. It's hard to imagine how many people have lost their families, organs, or even their lives in these three months. While gamblers don't deserve sympathy, those who have no bottom line, no psychological scruples, and treat other people's lives like dirt are even more despicable."

Gen Tsukino looked at the slightly excited Chinatsu Morita, whose dark hair fluttered gently in the night sky.

This made her cold and beautiful face appear somewhat hazy and indistinct.

"So Officer Morita has such a strong sense of justice?"

Chinatsu Morita gave Gen Tsukino an annoyed look.

"I'm a police officer, after all. Isn't it a bit much for you to talk to me like that, little brother Tsukino?"

This is the first time I've heard the nickname "Tsukino-nii" (little brother Tsukino), and it's strangely embarrassing.

The boy shrugged. "I didn't mean that. I just feel really safe with Morita-neechan like this."

Since she's calling me "little brother," I'll just swallow my pride and call her "older sister."

In matters like this, teenagers often have no bottom line; it's just a form of address, and it doesn't mean they're at a disadvantage. Besides, sometimes being a little sweet-talking can make things go more smoothly. Insisting on principles over meaningless things is truly a waste of life.

As expected, upon hearing what Tsukino Gen said, Morita Chinatsu raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Really? You should have informed me beforehand. When we were dispatched, I only had time to say, 'The informant has information.' It was a very embarrassing situation."

"It was already a long time in advance; I hadn't even entered the door by then."

Gen Tsukino gave an honest answer.

Tonight's events can be considered a kind gift. How should I put it? Now that we've reached a consensus on 'cooperation' with this woman, I naturally want my partner to get a taste of the benefits.

This would make her realize the legitimacy and authenticity of this collaboration. Her tangible achievements would be recorded in her resume, while she herself would merely be a nameless 'informant' whose identity had been erased. For Tsukino Gen, there wouldn't be any trouble; even if there were, this woman could help him eliminate them as much as possible.

It seems that this kind of thing might have fueled the woman's 'desire' to some extent, but as Gen Tsukino has always said, desire is normal; it's something that exists in human nature. It's not a bad thing. The key is how you act towards that desire and in what way you channel it.

This distinguishes the ruthless villains in the public eye from the naturally lucky and hardworking entrepreneurs.

"Alright. In short, you did help me this time. But I hope you'll also be careful about your personal safety. They have guns hidden here, but they underestimated you so they didn't take them out. But you can't always be this lucky."

"What do you plan to do next?" Tsukino Gen asked casually, seemingly unconcerned about the other's well-intentioned reminder.

Chinatsu Morita let out a long sigh.

"The people behind this are hard to trace. Not only is this bloody chain of interests too complicated, but they are also quite cautious. The mode of operation is that the people who make the contact don't know who the other is until the contact is made. Even the guy who was caught today who talks about everything probably won't be able to catch any real big fish. But at least it will keep them in line for a while."

After saying that, Chinatsu Morita stared at Gen Tsukino with her dark eyes.

"You should also be careful. Although I didn't mention your existence, you still need to be wary of those who might be interested. After all, you ruined a very profitable business tonight, and someone will definitely realize that something went wrong. Don't be reckless if there's any danger, and notify me immediately."

Gen Tsukino curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

I am very satisfied with this woman's performance.

They possess a sense of justice and a certain degree of conscience. As for whether their professional skills meet their own standards, that's alright; there's plenty of time.

Doing this wasn't solely to reassure the other party; this night also benefited my cultivation techniques. It was a win-win collaboration.

Of course, there's no need to tell the other party these things.

He regained that innocent smile that belonged to a high school student, "With Morita-neechan here, I feel really at ease. I'm so glad that Akira has a police officer like Morita-neechan."

Pure flattery.

Does it have much to do with me? Wouldn't it have been the same result if someone else had come tonight? So, should I say I'm just 'lucky'?
She squinted, tilting slightly towards Tsukino Gen, the lonely moon high in the sky shining coldly and clearly upon the world.

The moonlight that fell upon the two of them fell into the rushing river, also covering it with a faint silver glow.

She curled her beautiful, alluring lips into a smile, but her expression at that moment resembled that of a fox spirit that had cultivated itself into a demon.

"Compared to my affairs, I find your secrets increasingly intriguing. How many more surprises are you going to bring to your sister?"

"What are you saying? I'm just a high school student, how can I expect surprises every day?"

"Now you know to say you're a high school student? You really know how to play both sides."

"If you can advance or retreat at will, aren't you a tortoise? I call this being able to bend and stretch."

"Pfft. If you were a turtle..."

"By the way, what's the follow-up to the Sato Yuta incident?"

When Tsukino Gen asked this question, it wasn't simply to change the subject.

When this matter was brought up, Chinatsu Morita frowned slightly.

"This matter is much more complicated than it seems, and I don't have time right now. How about waiting until I get off work?"

She asked.

Gen Tsukino waved his hand, "Tomorrow night then. You still have to do interrogations today, and you won't be able to finish in a short time. It's almost the weekend anyway, so I don't need to go to bed early tomorrow night."

"Perfect timing, I should treat you to a meal to thank you. But... you still go to bed early and get up early, don't you?"

Chinatsu Morita was slightly surprised. In her view, many geniuses share a common trait: irregular sleep patterns. Their active minds easily lead to insomnia, and less sleep seems to actually keep them awake.

Of course, she felt that Tsukino Gen was also such a genius.

Otherwise, these things happening to a high school student would be simply incomprehensible. As for whether such a person is dangerous, or whether standing next to them would make one feel strange.
I'm sorry, but when I was watching the anime Death Note, I felt that if it were me, I definitely wouldn't go against Light Yagami.

"Of course, I'm still growing."

Chinatsu Morita looked the boy over from head to toe once again, and sighed with admiration.

"You're already so tall, do you still need to grow? What, you want to play basketball?"

"Physical development is all-round, not just about height."

Tsukino Gen said righteously.

Chinatsu Morita narrowed her eyes, her gaze gradually sliding down his handsome face, to his chest, abdomen, waist, and then...
"Want to be an adult?"

Gen Tsukino: ? ? ?

WTF?

……

(End of this chapter)