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Hoshimiya examined the pocket watch; the hands inside kept turning, and the exterior remained unchanged.
Is this a counterfeit?
Hoshimiya Shio recalled every move Shirakawa had made with his pocket watch and suddenly realized the truth.
This is like trying to hide something obvious; he's playing the "feigning indifference" game.
He was so excited after succeeding that he didn't even notice such a clumsy trap.
My Hoshimiya family head was made a fool of by her?!
Although it was Hoshimiya Shiori who stole Shirakawa's pocket watch and she was in the wrong first, she was still so angry that she slammed her fist on the table.
She was tricked by a mere high school student, which severely damaged her pride.
"Butler, bring men, I'm going to ransack the house!"
"Ah, Miss, please calm down. Even if you're not here today, there are some meetings that require your decision-making. Besides, it's getting late. You should rest early today."
"Tomorrow? What day of the week is tomorrow?" Xing Gongxi was so angry that she forgot what day of the week it was, even though she was a student.
"Tomorrow is Sunday, Miss."
"Alright, give the order: bring all those good-for-nothing bodyguards. Tomorrow morning, I'm going to raid their house! Not even Jesus can stop me!"
91. The first signs of a small-scale battleground
Michiko gets up.
Today is her first day after losing her job, and she woke up naturally because she was so "exhausted".
My head is no longer as foggy as it was last night; I feel much more clear-headed.
She attributed her actions last night entirely to her depressed mood or infatuation after the break.
She was already in her twenties and didn't really care much about chastity.
But what about her relationship with Shirakawa? How should she handle that?
Shirakawa is a high school student, while I am a policewoman who has been working for some time.
Becoming friends with benefits, or a relationship between an older woman and a younger man, and eventually walking down the aisle?
She's overthinking it; her relationship with Shirakawa is still far from settled.
Let's keep this a secret and pretend it never happened.
But what should you do on a morning when you don't have work?
Miike Naeko had a strong Shirakawa scent on her. She removed the nearly several tens of milliliters of tar from her lips, wiped them clean, and took a hot shower.
The police uniform was stuck to his body and he could no longer wear it.
So she wrapped herself in a bath towel and rummaged through Shirakawa's closet.
The enormous wardrobe contained only two outfits: a luxurious designer men's suit and a dark, skull-themed women's dress.
Does the Shirakawa family even have clothes for girls?
Miike Naeko wanted to wear this outfit home for the time being, but she was too embarrassed to touch Shirakawa's clothes, so she sent him a message on Line.
Miike Naoko: Can I borrow that black skull outfit in the closet?
No response...
He said he has to work today, let's wait for his reply.
Wrapped in a bath towel, I stepped out of the master bedroom. Breakfast was laid out on the table, with a small sticky note prominently displayed.
Breakfast is on the table. Keep working hard and don't worry about what others think.
Hmm~ No wonder so many girls like Shirakawa.
He's quite a warm-hearted guy.
This was the first time, apart from her family, that Miike Naoko had felt warmth from someone else.
She sat in a chair, took two slices of toast with bacon in between, peeled an egg, and ate it with plain porridge.
At this time, if it were a workday, I would have to hold a morning meeting or respond to a police call.
Well, things have come to this, so perhaps it's not so bad to just stay at the Shirakawa family's house with him for now?
Reinstatement seemed a distant prospect, and he could no longer be a partner of justice, so he simply resigned and drifted into a state of despair at the Shirakawa residence, eating, sleeping, and repeating the same cycle over and over again.
Michi Miaozi's career suffered a setback, and he became somewhat resigned to his fate.
Boom boom boom!
"Shirakawa-kun! Come out and eat! The sun's already high in the sky!"
A middle-aged woman's voice came from outside the door.
This startled Michiko.
It's okay. As long as I don't say anything and pretend no one is home, she'll leave in a while.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
Then came a brief silence.
Have they left?
Click, click, click.
The door lock was turned.
Huh? She has a key to the Shirakawa family house!
Too late to react.
The door opened, and Kana Midori walked in wearing an apron: "Shirakawa, get up... Huh?"
A young girl wrapped in a bath towel sat at the dining table, having just showered; her hair was still wet. She was tall and slender, the complete opposite of herself...
"Who are you? Why are you at Shirakawa's house?" Midori Kana asked.
“I…” Miike Naoko put down the bread in her hand, stammering as she organized her thoughts.
"Mom? What's wrong?" Mito Maki walked over from the side, her eyes catching sight of the older woman wrapped in a bath towel.
"Who are you, and what are you doing at Shirakawa's house?" Midori Maki also questioned.
and many more!
Maki looked closely and realized that it was Officer Miike, who had given a lecture to their class before!
It's morning, and she's wrapped in a bath towel at the Shirakawa house...
Did you do it?
That must have been the first time they met at school.
So, did Shirakawa sleep with the police officer he'd only known for a few days?
Impossible...
Maki hurried home to call Sakura over.
Midori Sakura was sitting at the dining table, waiting for everyone to arrive before starting the meal, when she saw Maki-nee running over in a panic.
"Hey, sis? What happened?"
Maki rarely has such unstable emotions.
"Sakura, Shirakawa is hiding a woman..."
"What?" Sakura jumped to her feet, exclaiming in disbelief, "How could this be? Last night we were..."
Sakura realized she had let something slip and quickly covered her mouth.
"Last night?" Maki raised an eyebrow, sensing that something was amiss.
My younger sister hasn't been very close to me lately; instead, she's been secretly giggling to herself every day.
Could it be that there's something between Sakura and Shirakawa...
Sakura noticed Maki's change in expression and quickly changed the subject awkwardly: "Shirakawa-nii is hiding a woman? Sister, let's go ask him what's going on?"
After saying that, Sakura dragged Maki back to the front of Shirakawa Gate.
Miike is explaining to Mitsu Kana.
"I am Miike Naeko, a police captain in the police department, and I am friends with Shirakawa."
"Ah, then why were you taking a bath at the Shirakawa house?"
“Um…” Miike Naoko hesitated.
Sakura was also very surprised; she was the policewoman who had taken their statements at the karaoke bar yesterday afternoon!
Shirakawa-san, what a bastard!
My young and beautiful body is no match for this poor policewoman.
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