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The icy liquid burned all the way down to my stomach.
He made no promises, nor did he refute anything.
But amidst the everyday hustle and bustle of the city, and in the almost tragic honesty of this senior, certain thoughts, like seeds lurking in the darkness, quietly took root even deeper.
Suddenly, Yuki Takada's consciousness was pulled into the depths of his mind, looking at the attribute panel in front of him.
A data-driven attribute panel appeared before his eyes.
Host: Yuuki Takada
Age: 25 years old
Position: Police Inspector
Combat: 30 (This skill level improves, allowing for the unleashing of corresponding power and the development of combat instincts during battle.)
Speed: 30 (Increasing the speed value will allow you to reach the pinnacle of agility, enabling you to move nimbly through confined spaces, as elusive as a ghost.)
Disguise: 40 (The higher the disguise ability, the more perfectly one can imitate the appearance, voice, and behavior of others.)
Apprehended: 50 (The apprehended value has increased, significantly enhancing the ability to track and predict criminals.)
Weapons: 30 (The higher your weapon proficiency, the more significantly your accuracy, rate of fire, and reload speed will improve.)
Reasoning: 30 (Improved reasoning ability; able to quickly sort out complex clues, see through the surface of things, and reconstruct the whole picture of an event from the details.)
As expected of a place known as the "Capital of Death," there have been quite a few deaths in just a few days, and now all of their attributes are starting to improve.
Yuki Takada put down his empty glass and tapped his fingertips lightly on the bar, making a barely audible sound.
He looked at the remaining foam in the glass, and a very subtle, inscrutable smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth.
“I understand, Brother Megure.” Takada Yuuki nodded to Megure Juzo in front of him, his expression unreadable, and said, “Thank you for the hospitality.”
Megure looked at him, seemingly trying to read more from his face, but in the end he just nodded wearily and silently drank the wine in his glass.
The hustle and bustle of the izakaya returned to their ears, but the air between the two was even more stagnant than before, as if they shared an unspeakable secret.
This drinking session was unusually heavy.
The night outside seemed even darker.
Chapter 28 Is this really her?
The next morning, it was a weekend.
As a police inspector, Yuuki Takada naturally has a rare period of rest.
Upon arriving at the Shinkansen station, Yuuki Takada was momentarily stunned when he saw Miwako Sato waiting nearby.
She was wearing a classic Japanese school uniform.
She wore a white shirt with a dark blue suit jacket over it.
The shirt collar is tied with a bow in the same color, making it look playful and cute.
She wore a dark blue pleated mini skirt that matched her coat.
She wore white knee-high socks and black leather shoes, creating a youthful and vibrant look with a strong campus vibe.
no! ?
Is this... this is still the Miwako Sato that Yuuki Takada knows?
The first time he saw Miwako Sato dressed like this, he was undoubtedly taken aback.
“No, Inspector Takada…” Sato Miwako walked towards Takada Yuuki and said, “Speaking of which, how about we meet somewhere less crowded next time?”
Yuuki Takada looked at the other person, thought for a while, and then came to Miwako Sato's side and asked, "Actually, when we're outside, we don't need to address each other by our official titles, otherwise it feels a bit tense."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Sato Miwako said cheerfully, "For convenience, can I just call you Takada-senpai from now on?"
Upon seeing this, Yuuki Takada nodded quickly, unsure how to describe Miwako Sato, though he didn't seem to mind the name too much.
“But…” Sato Miwako looked at Takada Yuuki beside her and said softly, “Takada-senpai, isn’t it too eye-catching for you to walk with me in that black trench coat?”
"Didn't I tell you before that I'm used to wearing this black outfit?" Yuuki Takada said casually.
After saying that, Yuuki Takada went to the ticket counter and bought two tickets to Kyoto from the ticket seller.
"The tickets are bought." Yuuki Takada handed a ticket to Miwako Sato and then said, "The train will depart in ten minutes."
As for why he went to Kyoto, it was because he was chatting with Inspector Megure and mentioned that he had two tickets to the Kyoto Higashikawa Racecourse, which were only valid until today, and it would be a waste not to go.
Thinking it would be a waste not to go, he gave the two tickets to Yuuki Takada, asking him to take Miwako Sato to Kyoto the next day, hoping they might have some unexpected discoveries.
Afterwards, perhaps due to excessive drinking, Yuki Takada inexplicably agreed.
Now, all I can do is accompany Miwako Sato on a trip to Kyoto.
"Thank you, Takada-senpai."
Miwako Sato took the ticket with a relaxed smile on her face, seemingly unconcerned about the stares of others.
She leaned closer, a hint of mischief in her voice, and whispered, "Takada-senpai, see? I told you so, didn't I?"
"When you walk with me in your signature black trench coat, you're guaranteed to turn heads. The way that auntie looked at you just now was like she was eyeing a potential kidnapper."
Yuuki Takada's lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he said helplessly, "I've already told you, this has become my style of dressing... it's just a habit. Besides, isn't your outfit the root of the problem?"
He frowned slightly and said coldly, "Didn't you notice that many men around you are giving you lewd looks?"
"Don't worry!" Sato Miwako waved her hand and smiled slyly. "No, Takada-senpai. What are you thinking? No... you told me last night that we weren't out on a mission today, and that I should wear civilian clothes!"
“Right, Takada…senpai? Is there a problem with me wearing this outfit?” Sato Miwako looked at Takada Yuuki seriously, then blinked gently.
“Besides, even if a strange man comes up to me and tries to chat me up, do you think I can’t subdue him with my current skills?” Sato Miwako replied softly.
"Sato, this is a bit too violent!" Takada Yuki suddenly said, immediately recalling the day he first came to work at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Thinking of Sato Miwako's rude behavior, he had to admit that she had always been like this.
It's hard to imagine that her casual wear would be this style of clothing.
"Ahem..." Yuuki Takada coughed lightly, shifting his gaze somewhat uncomfortably: "...Whatever you want."
She took the lead, the hem of her trench coat making a clean arc, and hurried to the platform, saying to those behind her, "It's getting late, we should go to the platform and prepare to depart."
"Oh." Sato Miwako responded softly, her little leather shoes clicking as she quickly followed, the hem of her pleated skirt swaying lightly with each step, making her particularly eye-catching in the somewhat empty station in the early morning.
She deliberately lagged half a step behind Takada Yuuki, but her gaze lingered with interest on his straight back and his signature black trench coat.
Indeed, as she said, even at the slightly more relaxed station on the weekend.
His attire, combined with his cool and aloof aura, still attracted all sorts of gazes like a magnet, many of which were filled with scrutiny and doubt. This was especially true when the two of them, with their contrasting styles, walked together, drawing strange looks from many people.
“Takada-senpai…” Sato Miwako quickened her pace to walk alongside him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and whispered, “Look, that uncle in the suit has been secretly eyeing you ever since we bought our tickets, and his eyes are so wary that he’s been watching you all the time.”
Yuuki Takada kept his eyes straight ahead and didn't stop walking. He just snorted softly through his nose: "Let him look. Anyway, I wasn't stared at when I went out."
That's true. Since joining the organization, Yuuki Takada has never seemed interested in other outfits. Instead, he prefers to be dressed in all black, which helps him blend in better.
Yuuki Takada glanced around, his sharp gaze sweeping over several young men behind him who were whispering and eyeing Miwako Sato. He then whispered something in her ear:
"Sato, mind your own business first. Those guys behind you aren't exactly friendly; they're probably after you."
Sato Miwako glanced at him in the direction of his gaze.
Instead of being nervous, she seemed amused.
She even slightly raised her delicate chin, her tone tinged with a hint of smugness: "Relax, relax~ Senior Takada, you underestimate me too much."
"The kind of people like them?"
Her slender fingers moved almost imperceptibly at her side, making a very slight grappling move.
A sharp glint, characteristic of a top police academy student, flashed in his eyes as he said coldly, "If they dare to come and chat me up, I guarantee they'll experience the friendly greetings I used to give to the police academy's women's judo champion."
"..."
Yuki Takada's lips twitched slightly again.
When Inspector Megure handed him the tickets last night, the expression on his face clearly showed he was watching a show.
but……
Honestly, the fact that Sato Miwako was wearing such an innocent outfit today, yet concealing a "weapon" underneath, created a strong contrast in his mind.
He sighed helplessly, "Sato, we're going to relax, not to carry out an arrest mission. Besides, we're in a public place, so let's be mindful of our image."
"I know, Takada-senpai." Sato Miwako drawled, sounding a bit perfunctory, but then she winked mischievously. "But, if any of them are really blind, I can't just stand there and do nothing, can I? That's called self-defense, right?"
Yuuki Takada was too lazy to argue with her about the issue of violent aesthetics anymore.
Chapter 29 Miscalculation (Please continue reading)
As they spoke, the two arrived at the designated platform.
The sleek, silver Shinkansen train lay quietly on the tracks, seemingly ready to depart at any moment.
The timing was perfect; they had already started broadcasting boarding information.
“Our carriage is at the front.” Yuuki Takada checked his ticket and stepped forward.
He deliberately quickened his pace, trying to shake off the probing gazes of the crowd that were fixed on the two of them.
Miwako Sato, on the other hand, seemed relaxed and at ease, completely unaware of the strangeness around her.
Or rather, she simply didn't care.
She followed with light steps, her gaze curiously sweeping over the hurried pedestrians on the platform and the train doors that were about to open.
“Speaking of which…” Sato Miwako suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at Takada Yuuki’s cold and hard profile, and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Takada-senpai, no… why did you suddenly call last night to invite me to Kyoto to relax?”
She was a little puzzled as to why Takada Yuuki had invited her to go to Kyoto to relax the next day at that time last night. But after thinking about it, she realized that she had indeed rarely gone out since she started her internship at the Metropolitan Police Department.
He eventually agreed.
Yuki Takada paused almost imperceptibly.
This question hits the nail on the head.
He did drink some alcohol last night, but not to the point of losing his judgment.
He agreed, not so much because of the alcohol, but because... that old guy Megure Juzo kept egging him on, and in the end, he had no choice but to try making a phone call.