Tokyo Detective Chronicles

Arrive at Hoshizaki's house.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, Fushimi couldn't help but feel a sense of peace.

During holidays and festivals, Hoshizaki Rina's parents would always invite him to their home, and Fushimi would often prepare gifts for them. Therefore, he and Rina's family were very close.

"Go take a shower first."

Hoshizaki handed Fushimi the change of clothes he had brought from Fushimi's house.

Fushimi looked at his windbreaker, which had been soaked in blood many times, and felt stiff and uncomfortable after it dried.

He nodded and went into the bathroom.

Fushimi stood in the bathroom, hot water cascading from the showerhead, washing away the bloodstains on his body little by little.

The water was very hot, and steam filled the air.

He closed his eyes, letting the hot water wash over his tired body.

A moment later, footsteps could be heard outside the door.

Then came Hoshizaki's voice.

"Iori".

"Um?"

"Hand over the clothes, I'll take them to wash."

Fushimi paused for a moment.

"No need, I can do it myself..."

"Oh, just hand it over! Why are you being so polite with me?"

Fushimi remained silent for two seconds.

Then he turned off the water and opened the door a crack.

He handed over the clothes he was wearing.

The tattered jacket was obviously no longer wearable, but the clothes underneath still needed to be washed. Since the jacket was custom-made and had excellent waterproof properties, the clothes underneath didn't get stained with much blood.

But with frequent battles, sweating is inevitable.

The girl took the clothes Fushimi handed her through the frosted glass door, then turned and left the bathroom...

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Fushimi turned the water back on and continued rinsing his body.

In the laundry room.

Rina Hoshizaki, who had already changed her clothes, stood alone in front of the washing machine.

From that basket, she took out her and Iori's clothes, which had been mixed together.

First, take out your part and put it into the washing machine.

Then she looked down at the basket containing Fushimi's personal clothing.

"call……"

My heart is beating a little fast.

When she said she would help Fushimi with his laundry, she didn't really think too much about it.

But now... she crouched down, reached out, and her fingertips touched Fushimi's undergarments.

Feel the soft touch of the fabric.

He quickly withdrew his fingertips as if he had been electrocuted.

She bit her lip.

I glanced back at the bathroom; all I could hear was the sound of running water.

His breathing became rapid, and his face began to flush.

then……

As if possessed, Rina went up and locked the laundry room door from the inside...

"Click..."

After taking a deep breath, she slowly knelt down in front of Fushimi Iori's underwear, her expression somewhat tense.

Her fingers trembled, she bit her lip, and held the handrail up to her face with shaky steps.

His breathing became heavier and heavier... his face grew increasingly flushed...

It was clearly just some clothes.

But Rina Hoshizaki revealed a strange expression that no one in the world had ever seen before.

That was truly... a terrible expression that absolutely could not be seen by anyone...

Fushimi Iori, in fact, doesn't know her well enough...

"..."

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a tiny, insignificant shame for her earlier words, which had been driven by ulterior motives...

Recalling the past.

She thought of the warmth of Fushimi Iori's body as he carried her on his back, and the promise Fushimi made to her that night...

……

In the end, I couldn't resist.

She closed her eyes.

He buried his face in Fushimi's undergarments in a decadent manner... taking deep breaths.

"Haa..."

Heartbeat.

After a long time, when she raised her head again, her eyes were glazed over, her face was full of happiness, and there was a faint trace of crystalline liquid at the corner of her mouth.

It took her a while to come to her senses, and she belatedly realized what she had just done.

"..."

She looked up and her face turned bright red.

They immediately squatted down on the ground in shame and huddled together.

"Waaah..."

It let out a small wail and rolled around on the wooden floor.

Rolling around.

"Ahhh, what am I doing...?"

"How could I...?"

"but……"

She took another gentle sniff, then continued rolling.

"Ughhhhhh!"

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Fushimi, hearing the strange noise, asked in confusion.

"Rina?"

Rina Hoshizaki jumped up suddenly.

He moved too fast and bumped his head on the cabinet.

"oops!"

She let out a cute scream, clutching her head, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

But she couldn't care less about the pain.

In a flurry of activity, Fushimi's clothes and pants were stuffed into the washing machine, mixed in with the other clothes.

Then I opened the door and rushed out.

"Coming, coming!"

She stumbled and fell towards the bathroom, clutching her head.

As she passed by Fushimi, she kept her head down and didn't dare to look at him.

Fushimi stood in the corridor, watching her run away.

Fushimi: "?"

He shook his head and continued reading the materials about the Creation Cult that the Special Affairs Section had just sent...

……

Afterwards, in Rina Hoshizaki's bedroom.

Fushimi sat on the girl's bed, tending to Rina's leg wounds, which included several bruises and cuts from broken glass.

After a simple cleaning and disinfection, the talisman was affixed.

Then, he planned to go to his guest room to rest. After all, although less than twelve hours had passed in the real world, Fushimi had been living under the high pressure of the Eternal World for quite some time.

Even psychics couldn't help but feel mentally exhausted at this moment.

Rina, dressed in pajamas and hot pants, lay straight on the bed.

After rinsing her with cold water, she finally calmed down and began to think about why she had done what she did...

I remembered those boxer shorts.

She looked at the boy's lowered eyelashes and his focused profile.

The heat that had just subsided on my face quietly returned.

"alright."

Fushimi put the medical kit aside and stood up.

"Get some rest. You've already asked the school for leave."

He turned around, preparing to go to his guest room to rest.

Then... two long arms reached out from behind and wrapped around his neck.

It possesses astonishing strength and even utilizes psionic energy.

As Fushimi couldn't help but marvel at Hoshizaki Rina's talent in controlling psychic powers, he was pulled straight to the girl's side.

Lying down next to Hoshizaki Rina... Fushimi turned his head to look at her.

That face so close to mine.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fushimi sighed:

"Rina...stop fooling around."

The girl refused to let go, her voice soft: "I'm scared..."

Fushimi looked at her reddened eyes and remembered what happened last night.

He suddenly realized that Hoshizaki Rina couldn't see Karin... and didn't know that someone was always by her side.

In other words... last night she was all alone, facing that terrifying monster whose very appearance could stop a child from crying at night, and she held out until Fushimi came home...

His resilience was... somewhat beyond his expectations.

Fushimi could certainly understand the vulnerability he was showing at that moment...

Fushimi fell silent, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling.

Seeing that the girl didn't do anything more outrageous and just wanted to hold him while sleeping, Fushimi pulled the blanket over himself, closed his eyes, and heard her soft breathing in his ear.

"Go to sleep."

Hoshizaki did not open his eyes.

She simply buried her face in his shoulder again and whispered.

"Good night."