Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

A fashionable beauty, a top model; a rich lady, with an extraordinary temperament.

It attracted many admiring glances, and many people were ready to approach and chat with her.

Yukino leisurely folded the newspaper and put it aside. The Patek Philippe in her hand exuded a restrained glow in the sunlight.

Just then, the waiter from the cafe brought two glasses of lemonade, and Yukino slowly picked up the glass.

Then splash it on Shashi's face.

"A bitch who seduces other people's husbands." Yukino said coldly and angrily.

Saki felt the cold water on her face. Yukino's voice was not raised on purpose, but it was loud enough for people around to know what was going on. Feeling the gazes nearby, she even felt relieved. She was straightforward by nature and was impatient with verbal intrigues, which was what Hachiman was good at.

"You can scold me, you can hit me, but if you want me to leave him, let him ask it himself."

Saki raised her head, there was no confusion in her eyes. This was the answer she came up with after thinking about it after returning to Chiba.

"Shameless." Yukino said angrily.

"My face is worth nothing."

Shashi said with a bitter heart and smiled.

But soon, Yukinoshita seemed to regain her composure and laughed, "You know, Daishi-kun doesn't use his hands."

Shashi was shocked: "What did you say?"

Yukino slowly stirred the coffee in her cup. "Yaman-kun knew that it was the work of the Zunxing Cult since the first arson case. Although he couldn't grasp their movements, as long as he cooperated with Hayama-kun, it was still very likely that he could prevent subsequent arson cases, including the arson case that injured your brother. But do you know why he didn't do that?"

Shahi pursed her lips, said nothing, and looked at her old classmate with a slightly weird feeling.

"Because he wants the whole society to pay attention to this matter, he wants to plunder the goodwill of the otakus, he wants to use public opinion to mobilize the power of the police to wipe out the Zunxing Cult. Your brother's injury can be said to be caused by his deliberate negligence, and all this is because he wants to protect me."

Every word Yukino said seemed to tear Saki's heart apart.

"Do you know why Hachiman-kun fled to you for comfort in the first place?"

"I..." Shahi wanted to say something. This was also the doubt that she had been hiding in her heart for a long time.

The reason why the boy who used to stay at home turned into a delinquent.

"He killed my father, and because he couldn't face me, he fled to you."

Yukino said with a calm smile, as if she was talking about someone else.

"Kill your...father?"

Shahi looked at her rival in surprise and asked, "Why can you speak so calmly about this?"

Yukino took a sip of coffee slowly and said leisurely: "He just used you as a tool to escape from me, and this is also because he wants to protect me."

Shaxi lowered his head, his strong defenses being gradually melted down by the words of the woman in front of him.

"Unfortunately, in the end, he still couldn't let me go, and he eventually came back to me, and you had no choice but to run to Tokyo alone."

"What on earth do you want to say!" Shaxi already knew about this kind of thing and there was no need to repeat it.

He had long known that Hikigaya Hachiman liked Yukinoshita Yukino the most.

Yukino said coldly: "Hikigaya Hachiman has long been poisoned by the name of 'Yukinoshita Yukino'. Everything he has done from the past to the present and even in the future is for this person."

So he lost his conscience, changed his character, became stained with blood, and touched upon many previously unimaginable areas, and all this was to protect Yukinoshita Yukino.

It's not wrong to say that he was poisoned.

"Protect? What does Hachiman want to do?" Saki asked inexplicably.

However, Yukino, who was clearly in control of the rhythm of the scene, slowly shed tears: "He is constructing a story, a fairy tale in which Yukinoshita Yukino will be hurt but not withered. Otherwise, the person named 'Yukinoshita Yukino' is a joke in itself, a joke wrapped in hypocritical love."

Saki looked at Yukino who looked a little strange: "Are you talking about... Hachiman killing your father?"

Yukino gently wiped away her tears and said coldly: "This is not a big deal."

Sashi stood up immediately, his confusion resolved: "Who are you? You are not Yukinoshita-san!"

Even though they look exactly the same and they haven't seen each other for five years, Shahi can now confirm that this is not the old classmate who appears cold on the outside but is kind on the inside.

Saki subconsciously wanted to restrain this woman and contact Hachiman, but the next moment she was hit hard on the neck and her consciousness slowly faded, while "Yukino" looked down at her calmly.

"Yukino" gently approached her who was about to faint, and whispered in her ear: "Do you want to know who Hachiman would choose between you and me?"

"Yukino" looked at the person who attacked Shaki and instructed: "Tianxuan, have you cleared out the bodyguards around her?"

"Yukino" gently stroked Saki's pretty cheek. Although she was described as worthless in Hachiman's heart in order to provoke Saki, in fact, the cautious man had already arranged people around her to secretly protect her safety. It was a pity that he missed one step at a time.

The mute woman nodded silently and carried the unconscious Shahi away in front of everyone.

Chapter 39: The Battle of the Imperial Palace Begins

On a midsummer evening, the Kitanomaru Forest Park where Chidorigafuchi is located is filled with the unintentional chirping of insects, but it also brings an incomparable sense of silence.

In the distance, fireworks bloomed brightly in the air, with colorful colors blooming. This is the unique color of Tokyo's largest annual fireworks display - the Sensō-ji Fireworks Display, which dyed half of the sky with fleeting colors. Nearly 130 million residents in the surrounding area will gather there tonight.

Therefore, most of Tokyo's on-duty police forces will be transferred to that area, which also means that other areas of Tokyo will be temporarily vacant of police forces, and even Chiyoda Ward where the Imperial Palace is located is no exception.

Omura Teppei gently slapped the mosquito on his face and complained indifferently: "Xiaoyu and her mother went to Sensō-ji Temple to watch the fireworks. I'm so worried. Please don't let anything happen. Hayato, you bastard, if the guys from the Zunxing Cult don't show up tonight, you have to treat our family to super expensive Japanese food."

Not only did Omura think he was even, but even the policemen who were feeding mosquitoes nearby agreed. Ye Shan had no choice but to agree to his subordinates' extortion.

"But those guys will definitely show up tonight, and I believe in Hikigaya-kun's judgment." In the dark night, the inconspicuous black hair did not reflect any luster, and Ye Shan said calmly.

Although he is a senior, his police rank is lower than Ye Shan. Omura Teppei curled his lips and said, "I don't know why you trust that high and mighty congressman so much. Besides, you are not bad either, you are the superintendent of the professional group."

Only about ten professional police officers are admitted nationwide every year. They can be said to be the elite among the elites, and Ye Shan is one of them.

No matter how bad the future is, he will be a big shot above the rank of Superintendent of Police. There is really no need for him to listen to the words of an irrelevant congressman.

"That's not the problem. Besides, if things go well tonight, your title will at least be upgraded by one level."

Ye Shan said calmly that there were 23 policemen hiding in the bushes of the forest park, including Ye Shan. Except for Ye Shan, they were all non-professional policemen. It could be said that their room for promotion in the future could be seen at a glance. Some people would never reach the rank of superintendent that Ye Shan had held for several years in their entire lives, such as Teppei Omura, who was still a deputy inspector in his thirties.

Although solving the case would not lead to promotion, it would be a different matter if one assisted the imperial palace police in eliminating the thieves and protecting the emperor's safety.

Among the non-professional police officers, there are many young and energetic guys who are unwilling to be suppressed by the rules. It is not difficult to win them over by slightly violating the rules.

Hayato Hayama gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. Their numbers were too small and, if nothing unexpected happened, the other side would definitely have a batch of guns. Although they would not have heavy weapons, the intensity of the fight would certainly be something the Tokyo police had never seen before.

But now, at least, let's pray that Hachiman didn't make a mistake in his judgment.

Soon, loud explosions were heard in the distance.

"Are you here... No, that's the National Diet Building?!" Teppei Omura couldn't help but shout in surprise.

The place where the explosion and fire occurred was not the Imperial Palace, but the National Diet Building, and if I remember correctly, there was a parliamentary agenda today.

"That bunch of lunatics." Someone couldn't help but say, with a trembling voice.

"Hayato, what should we do now? Their target is Congress. Should we go to support them?" asked Teppei Omura.

Ye Shan looked at the fire site, then at the Imperial Palace where dusk was about to fall, and denied it with gritted teeth: "No, we continue to wait!"

"Why?! We finally got some movement." Not all the people here are veteran policemen. Some of the newcomers had been suppressing their emotions for a long time and finally waited for the movement, thinking they could show off their skills.

"You mean, the National Diet Building is a bait?" After all, Teppei Omura has been a policeman for more than ten years and has much more experience than the newcomers.

"Although Chiyoda Ward also has police officers assigned to the fireworks display to maintain order, a certain amount of police force has been retained, and the Imperial Palace police have not been dispatched. However, if the National Diet Building is attacked, the remaining police force and the Imperial Palace police will be assigned to provide reinforcements."

At that time, the defense of the Imperial Palace was truly empty. Ye Shan broke out in a cold sweat. The guys from the Zunxing Sect were so scheming and didn't seem like fanatical religious elements at all.

Soon they heard the sounds of fire trucks and police, and sure enough, special police officers with paulownia patterns drove out of the Imperial Palace, apparently under instructions to reinforce the explosion in the National Diet Building.

It is unknown how many important figures in Congress died in the explosion just now. Ye Shan suddenly felt a sense of historical participation as if he had stepped into a revolutionary event of the times.

But whether he will become cannon fodder or a trend-setter is unknown.

Night gradually fell, and just when everyone was getting impatient, a burst of dense footsteps finally came from the forest road in front of them. From inside the forest, they only saw countless white-robed cultists passing by.

10、20、50、70、110、130........

The crowd inadvertently counted the number of Zunxing believers passing by here, and were finally surprised to find that there were more than 220 people entering the imperial palace this time, almost ten times their number.

Soon, everyone heard the sound of a pistol from Zero. Omura Teppei was familiar with firearms. He listened from a distance and said, "It's a Glock series pistol, but the models are a bit mixed. There are Glock17 and 37 models. Everyone, be careful. They are better than the S&W M37 we have. And I don't know how many guns they have."

They were still holding the standard five-shot revolver S&W M37 of the Japanese police, while the thugs were holding more lethal semi-automatic pistols. The only thing to be thankful for was that judging from the density of the gunshots, the other side would not have too many pistols. Neon had strict control over the distribution channels of firearms and had almost achieved a de facto ban on guns.

"let's start."

Ye Shan waited until the Zunxing Sect had fought a round with the remaining palace police, and after both sides had consumed some time, he began to give orders.

He still valued the lives of his colleagues more than those of the palace police whom he had never met.

These people are not rookies. Ye Shan has specially selected capable non-professional guys who are resentful of being suppressed by Japan's police promotion system to participate in this operation.

From the well-organized formations, it was clear that these people were indeed well-trained. They quickly knocked down several outposts and encountered the first round of gun battle at the Nijubashi Bridge where Hachiman had passed.

From a distance, you can see a guy in a palace police uniform lying next to the thugs.

Bang...Flames and thick smoke began to appear in the Imperial Palace.

"Damn it... They blew up the armory in the Imperial Palace." Omura Teppei felt a pang of fear in his heart. That group of guys was too meticulous. Not only did they divert a part of the Imperial Palace police, they also blew up the armory in the Imperial Palace at the first possible moment. Their execution ability was no different from that of mercenaries.

Bang, bang, bang...

Moreover, they were in a stalemate in front of the Double Bridge. The enemy's guns were more advanced than theirs, and the firepower coverage made it impossible for them to show their heads.

“Ahhhhh… I, I was shot.”

Suddenly, a young policeman about the same age as Ye Shan covered his thigh.

"Hey... find shelter... don't..." Ye Shan wanted to drag him to the shelter behind the tree, but blood splattered and the young policeman was hit in the temple by a bullet. He fell to the ground with his eyes open.

"Dachuan... Damn it..." someone shouted.

"Hayato, this won't work. We have to break through the firing line as quickly as possible, otherwise if the people inside come back to reinforce us, we'll be dead."

"I know." Ye Shan gritted his teeth and said, bloodshot in his eyes again. The guy who just died had drunk with him two days ago and said stupid things like his girlfriend forced him to be motivated.

So, Ye Shan, this time my future depends entirely on you.

The guy patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Ye Shan replaced a magazine, stood up and took a deep breath.

"Hey, Hayama, don't do anything stupid." Omura Teppei immediately understood that this guy was planning to use his body to attract fire.

Just when Ye Shan was about to rush out to create a breakthrough, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Hey, Ye Shan, I clearly told you to take care of yourself. Where did you get the protagonist of a hot-blooded manga from?"

The voice on the communicator was a little bit frustrated and sarcastic with concern.

Everyone only saw a meteor-like object flash across the night sky and fly towards the defensive stronghold of Nijubashi. Then a gunshot detonated the meteor.

With a loud bang, the grenade in the air exploded. The shock wave of the explosion and countless flying fragments reaped the lives of the believers defending the stronghold like the scythe of the god of death, causing countless wails.

Soon, a dozen strong brothers in uniform came behind them, led by a thin young man.

Hachiman looked at the fallen body, was silent for a moment, and said to Ye Shan: "Sorry, I'm late."

"Asshole, just say we're late, but we are..." Omura Teppei couldn't help but yell, but Hayama stopped him.

Hachiman didn't mind, but gave instructions to his good brothers to enter the palace: "If you come late, there is naturally value in being late."

The good brothers in suits, including Hachiman, drew out their equipment. The sharp-eyed Teppei Omura saw that it was the SIG P320, the civilian version of the official standard pistol of the United States. It has strong stability and weak recoil. Except for its slightly weaker firepower, it has almost no disadvantages.

While the defense position of Nijubashi was in chaos due to the sudden grenade, Hachiman and his men began to attack. Flames continued to emerge from the muzzle of the semi-automatic pistol. The right hand kept pulling the sinking trigger while the left hand stabilized the posture. The green front sight was constantly aimed at the believers who either showed their heads or fell to the ground. The marksmanship that they had practiced hard at the private shooting range in Yukinoshita with tens of thousands of bullets did not stagnate at all, and they harvested lives.

Under the fire cover of other good brothers, Hachiman quickly captured Nijubashi Bridge. With his coat fluttering in the night breeze, he looked like a thug in a suit.

The young man in a suit holding the P320 gestured to the police team including Hayama. After seeing the quality of these suit guys, Teppei Omura murmured, "I'm beginning to wonder why I followed him here."

Ye Shan shook his head, propped Okawa's body behind a tree, covered his eyes, and directed others to follow.

Chapter 40: Have you recognized your mother today?

After rushing across the Nijubashi Bridge, the strategy was established that the security team led by Hachiman would be the main force, while the police team led by Hayama would provide fire cover. After all, the reason why Hachiman was late was to receive a batch of firearms and five fragmentation grenades shipped from Chiba, which were simply powerful weapons in low-intensity fire confrontations.

The second grenade was used to break through the defensive stronghold at the gate. The once peaceful and beautiful Imperial Palace was now on fire and was about to turn into a purgatory.

After clearing out the enemies at the door, Hachiman took out the map of the Imperial Palace and spoke to everyone.

"The Zunxing Cult has three goals. First, to set the entire Imperial Palace on fire. Second, to kill or kidnap the Emperor and Empress who are in the Imperial Garden right in front of us. Third, the Crown Prince who is in the Imperial Hospital in the east. So we have to split into two groups. One group will rescue the Emperor and Empress, and the other group will protect the safety of the Crown Prince. We will also do our best to wipe out the remnants of the Zunxing Cult..."

But before he could finish his words, Hachiman's communicator rang. After only ten seconds, his face suddenly tensed. He took a deep breath and spoke.

"Originally, I was leading the police team to rescue the Emperor and Empress, and Hayama was leading a small group of people to protect the Crown Prince... But now the situation has changed, and I need to leave the front line temporarily. Brother Nishikawa, the command is now in your hands."

While handing the grenade to his subordinate, Hachiman said that this man was an apprentice trained by Uncle Wu himself. He had served as a mercenary in a foreign legion and was very skilled and experienced.