I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 99 You Got Me Drunk~
Although it was arranged in advance, Tsukino Gen didn't make any special effort to dress up. He simply changed out of his school uniform.

A light green short-sleeved shirt, denim shorts, and a pair of flip-flops.

Relaxed and carefree, you'd think some old man was out for a stroll and casually came to eat grilled fish.

He just hadn't expected that Chinatsu Morita's outfit would match his own in a strange way—why was she also wearing sandals and a shirt?

Is he using his position to monitor his friend's life?
It's not hard to understand why Chinatsu Morita was approached by customers as soon as she entered the store. The store looks like a proper place to eat grilled fish, but it offers a wide variety of drinks at cheap prices, which is designed to encourage customers to drink.

While drinking alcohol may not necessarily drastically change a person's personality, it will certainly amplify emotions that are usually suppressed. It's not that they feel invincible, but rather that they don't see anything wrong with embarrassing themselves.

Tsukino Gen had no intention of stepping forward to stop her. After all, she was a professionally trained policewoman, and he wouldn't have chosen her as a 'partner' if he couldn't handle this kind of trouble.

As for whether he could be easily seduced, that's not something Tsukino Gen considers. Although he's in his prime, he's not an animal that goes into heat at any time, much less arrogant enough to be possessive of every woman around him.

Although she was indeed beautiful, Tsukino Gen had not yet taken a liking to her.

The man left quickly.

His expression was somewhat strange, it was hard to tell whether it was shock or disbelief, but he glanced at himself again. Then a fragrant breeze wafted over, and the woman pulled out a chair opposite him and sat down.

"You absolutely must try this grilled fish; it's one of my favorite places."

The woman, who had changed her clothes and showed no signs of being a police officer, introduced herself with a smile.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "Then let them serve the food directly."

"Ah."

Tsukino Gen didn't order; he handed the order to the other person. Morita Chinatsu's process was very efficient; she was indeed a regular customer who often ate here.

Do you prefer beer or soju?

Chinatsu Morita asked casually, as if the question were commonplace and somewhat taken for granted.

Gen Tsukino laughed and said, "You didn't say you were going to drink tonight."

"Isn't eating and drinking a normal routine? You don't have class tomorrow, so I can rest tomorrow." Morita Chinatsu smiled. Her lips were beautiful; I probably hadn't noticed them before because she wasn't wearing makeup, but today they shone especially brightly under the lights.

"You're a police officer, and you're encouraging me, a high school student, to drink? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Tsukino Gen asked mischievously.

Chinatsu Morita frowned, feigning anger, puffed out her cheeks slightly, supported her face with her hands, and rested her elbows on the table.

"Isn't that why I treat you so specially? I don't drink with men, and you're acting all innocent after getting the better deal."

"This is hardly a bargain."

"So, beer or shochu?" She gently tapped her delicate cheek with her little finger.

"whatever."

Gen Tsukino leaned back in his chair and deliberately distanced himself.

I originally thought it would just be a normal, simple meal, exchanging information. Now it seems there's no such thing as a simple meal between a man and a woman. Sigh. Ultimately, it's just that my face is too good at ruining things.

What's the point of being so handsome? Nobody cares about my soul!
Chinatsu Morita ordered two bottles of shochu, and Gen Tsukino was taken aback. "Drinking so much?"

Chinatsu Morita thought the boy couldn't hold his liquor and was already starting to get scared.

So he smiled even more confidently, "I didn't expect you to finish it. With alcohol, you can not finish it, but you can't not have enough. What? You can't drink? Are you afraid of losing face in front of me?"

Gen Tsukino glanced at the other person indifferently, "I'm fine with it. I'm just worried that you've had too much to drink, and if I take you home, you might accuse me of assaulting a police officer later."

Chinatsu Morita blinked, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, completely unrestrained and without any inhibitions.

Gen Tsukino could see her beautiful curves trembling and waving in front of him.

She seemed to be laughing so hard that tears were about to well up in her eyes. "Little brother Tsukino, I'll tell you why your older sister is the older sister."

The grilled fish was quickly served, along with other side dishes and appetizers that could be considered a state banquet on the peninsula, followed by soju.

Before Tsukino Gen could make a move, Morita Chinatsu poured both of their glasses full and held them up to the center.

"Come on, let's have a drink first."

"A toast between partners?"

"Otherwise, what are you expecting?"

The woman's eyes were flippant, and Tsukino Gen nodded. "I thought they were siblings."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The taste was just so-so; it wasn't exactly high-quality shochu. Of course, it could also be because Tsukino Gen doesn't have much of an interest in alcohol. For him, it just tasted pretty much the same everywhere.

"Let's talk about the Baifeng Summit."

Gen Tsukino brought up the topic himself, talking as he picked up his chopsticks.

Morita Chinatsu's behavior tonight was a little strange, or rather, too erratic? It was as if someone had released her from a cage. If she continued rambling on, they might never get to the point. Morita Chinatsu nodded, maintaining a police officer's vigilance, and deliberately lowered her voice.

"We still managed to obtain some encrypted data from Sato Yuta's residence and phone. Of course, he's already dead, so there's no point in convicting him. Several high-ranking members of the Hakubung Foundation are implicated, but the higher-ups believe that while there is evidence, it's not enough to completely dismantle the Hakubung Foundation."

She sighed, picked up the next glass, took a small sip, and said...

"I think someone is deliberately obstructing things and slowing down the progress. Some people don't want Bai Feng to suffer a major blow, so if they really want to use that evidence to attack Bai Feng, there will be a lot of resistance."

This was an outcome that Tsukino Gen could have predicted.

One Yuta Sato is not enough to lift up the entire Hakukai Society; after all, he's only a mid-level member. Even if he preserves a lot of evidence, he's just adding a few more expendable pawns to the Hakukai Society. They can still cut their losses and survive.

If we insist on doing this, the results will likely be minimal, while alerting the enemy. If Bai Feng's involvement with the political and police sectors deepens, Morita Chinatsu's job might even be affected. There's no need to force it.

After all, they cannot ignore their own existence, even if they may not take themselves seriously right now.

"It's alright, this wasn't a chance to win in one fell swoop anyway. Whether they're parasites or vampires, they should always have some time to be smug."

Gen Tsukino said casually.

At that moment, Chinatsu Morita raised her glass to herself again, her little finger raised in a gesture that exuded a strange sensuality. Unlike her appearance in her police uniform, perhaps this was an innate, alluring quality she possessed.

"However, it's not like we gained nothing at all. At least we now know that Baifeng is at a rather critical and special moment."

"what?"

Gen Tsukino drank the sake, and the woman's movements were even more swift and decisive. She even let out a satisfied sigh.

Then she narrowed her eyes and said, "Bai Fengqinghui, the chairman of Baifeng Summit, was in a car accident about three months ago and is currently lying unconscious in the intensive care unit. There are many different opinions about this accident. Some say it was the Dragon Eagle Group, which is an opposing force with obvious interests in the territory. Others say that the problem may have come from within. In short, it seems that not many people consider it to be an accident."

"Right now, because Shiramine Seiki is still unconscious and in very bad condition, the Shiramine faction has basically split into two factions. One faction consists of Shiramine Seiki's wife and his only daughter. The other faction consists of Nakajima Daigo, the second-in-command of the Shiramine faction, who is also the vice president of the Shiramine faction and an old friend of Shiramine Seiki."

Gen Tsukino nodded. "The situation seems quite clear."

“Hmm,” the woman’s fingers traced the shape of her wine glass, then she looked up and said, “Because of the external pressure from the Dragon Eagle Group, the Hakukai Society appears peaceful right now. But in reality, the internal factionalism is quite serious. Since the Hakukai Society has always followed a family succession model, Daigo Nakajima will encounter some resistance from the old guard if he wants to take over the entire Hakukai Society.”

"However, Nakajima Daigo is not without a chance. He is exceptionally capable and adept at winning people's hearts. He also worked alongside Shiramine Seiki in his youth, so he enjoys immense prestige. It seems that no matter what, it won't be easy for either side to rise to power. This might be an opportunity."

Gen Tsukino understood what the other person meant, but he wasn't in a hurry.

"Don't be too hasty. You think it might be an opportunity, but have you considered why someone in your position would know so much? Are they helpless against this information leak, or are they preparing something else?"

Chinatsu Morita stopped moving and frowned as she looked at Gen Tsukino.

"You mean the situation at the White House might not be as bad as it seems?"

“I’m not one of them, how would I know? I just remembered a principle: you see a normally majestic beast lying weak and powerless on the ground because it’s injured. You think this is your good opportunity, and you can’t miss such prey. But because of this, you let your guard down and get too close to this wounded beast. So you give it the chance to suddenly pounce and slap you to death.”

The boy's expression was gentle, as if he were telling a fairy tale.

However, the contents had already put Morita Chinatsu on her guard, and Tsukino Gen picked up a piece of piping hot grilled fish and put it in his mouth.

Chew carefully and pick out the fish bones.

"In short, the best opportunity is when one side is about to win. As the police, you should be the least eager. Unless you find the bloodshed that comes with this power struggle unacceptable."

Chinatsu Morita chuckled lightly, "Whether one or ten of those scum die has nothing to do with me. Human life is divided into high and low, noble and base. Some people are still alive in this world just to find the most tragic way to die, so that it will be satisfying enough."

Gen Tsukino raised an eyebrow at the other person, "Are you drunk?"

Is he really not acting at all anymore?
Chinatsu Morita rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Lips stained with wine or oil have a beautiful sheen.

"Want to get your sister drunk? You'll have to work even harder."

Why did I get you drunk?

Gen Tsukino didn't understand.

Chinatsu Morita smiled. "What reason could a man possibly have to get a beautiful woman drunk? You're overdoing the naiveté. Even a high school student should understand."

"I am a gentleman and have no such intention."

Gen Tsukino shook his head.

Chinatsu Morita blinked. "If you get me drunk, you can do anything to me."

"There's nothing I want to do."

"You can beat me up if you want."

Gen Tsukino: ? ? ?

No, where did this madman come from?
……

My eyes are finally getting better!

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