He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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Shirakawa hurriedly pulled up his pants, and with his handcuffed hands, he barely managed to unlock the door and open the door.

It was the middle of the night, and it was very cold outside. A slight breeze made Shirakawa shiver.

There was no time to lose. Shirakawa rushed out of the room and raised his hand to ring the doorbell of the Mido family's house.

ding dong~ ding dong~

The doorbell rang~

Shirakawa pressed down relentlessly, his eyes fixed on the ever-open door to his house.

The light from inside the room shone outside, making the originally dark doorway a little brighter.

"You're here? Who is it?" a lazy male voice rang out.

It is believed that the United States is the only country that is truly beautiful.

Oh no, I forgot he was home tonight.

Shirakawa doesn't like this man.

At the same time, Miike Naeko's long shadow appeared on the door of the Shirakawa family's house.

Step by step, bathed in the light of the living room, her shadow grew longer and longer.

Choose one from Shinichi Midori and the Miike seedlings...

The answer is obvious...

Before Miike Naeko could come out to make the arrest, Shirakawa returned home dejectedly.

Mido Shin opened the door, yawning, only to find no one there.

Damn it! Who would play such a prank in the middle of the night? I'll have to complain to the property management company tomorrow.

?????

So be it.

Shirakawa resigned himself to his fate.

Like a hopeless salted fish, standing blankly in place.

"How dare you even think of escaping, you wicked criminal!" Miike Naeko slammed the door shut and shouted sternly.

"Yes, I am a criminal who has committed many evils." Shirakawa changed his previous attitude and simply echoed.

Since there's no escaping it, let's just give up.

Michi Miko lightly whipped him again.

Shirakawa only gave a soft hum.

Miike Naeko was somewhat displeased; the reaction was far too indifferent. This was his punishment, after all. Shouldn't a prisoner repent and weep bitterly after being punished? This reaction was simply an insult to her.

Miike Naeko hooked her handcuffs around Shirakawa's and dragged him to the master bedroom with a double bed, then pushed him down.

Once again, his sword was stripped off, and after experiencing another burst of sword energy, the holy sword became soft and bent.

Miike Naeko manipulated it a few times with her small hands, and Shirakawa regained his energy once again.

But Shirakawa's expression had lost its usual luster, and his eyes had become empty.

This is the second time, isn't it...?

Nikaido has already been targeted once or several times before.

I'm pretty much used to it now.

Miike Naoko looked at the unsheathed holy sword, took off her denim shorts, and sat on it, half-squatting and half-sitting.

The USB port gradually came into contact with the data cable.

Miike Naoko slowly rubbed the data cable against the interface, perhaps because it was her first time and she was too inexperienced, and it took her a long time to get it aligned.

Shirakawa looked down and was surprised to find that Officer Miike was completely naked, resembling two smooth slices of bread with a bright red hot dog on top.

As the small cable scraped against the surface, some lubricant had seeped into its tip. The moment it was aligned, you could feel that the data cable was noticeably more twisted than the connector.

As Miike Naoko's entire body gradually pressed down.

The banks stretched for several hundred paces, initially extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a person to pass through.

The USB cable was forced into the already small port, literally pushing it open.

Shirakawa felt as if he were being tightly enveloped, even crushed, with fate gripped by the throat.

Miike Naoko gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed, her body tense, and her expression one of extreme pain. With each deeper penetration, her discomfort intensified.

Suddenly, the data cable pierced through that barrier, and the connection point was stained with a smear of ferric oxide solution.

Etc., etc.

Shirakawa was dumbfounded. She was already in her twenties, yet she was still so naive.

If he had entered the room of a weary traveler, things would have been fine. But this Miike, like Nikaido, was an inexperienced woman.

Shirakawa felt somewhat uneasy that he had taken his precious first time again.

All the data and money went in, and Miike Naeko pressed her hand on Shirakawa's lower abdomen, her body relaxing a bit.

"You wicked thing, watch how I punish you properly." Michi's face turned red as he slowly moved, using his hands and feet to exert force.

Every tiny movement was incredibly difficult.

Even after wielding sword energy for a while, faced with such overwhelming force, they immediately surrendered.

At that very moment, Miike Naeko tightly gripped the object, her body trembling slightly as she reached the cloud peak that had been out of her reach for the past few days.

This Yunnan-style meditation lasted for several minutes. Michi Miko, with her eyes slightly closed, lay sprawled next to Shirakawa.

The USB port was leaking lubricant, and the two men were panting heavily.

"Waaah, waaah." Miike Naoko lay on the bed, hugging her pillow, sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Hey! I was the one who was passive, so why are you crying?!

Shirakawa was puzzled, but could vaguely sense that this was her true feeling.

He had no idea what Michi was thinking or what had happened. All he could do was raise his handcuffed hands and gently wipe away the tears from Michi's eyes.

"Hey, Shirakawa, isn't it a stupid thing to be a partner of justice?" Miike Naeko asked Shirakawa.

"Hmm~" Shirakawa was momentarily at a loss for words.

So he chose to answer questions with questions.

"Officer Miike, before we get to that, you need to answer one question for me: why do you want to be a partner of justice?"

“When I was little, my father often went out to work, and my mother took care of me.”

Miike Naeko recalled her childhood: "She always told me that people should be upright and honest, that justice is the hope of the suffering and the fear of the sinner, and that only by becoming a partner of justice and doing just things can the world become a better place."

“Until the last moment of her life, she remained an upright person and taught me by example.”

As she said this, two lines of hot tears streamed down Miike Naeko's face.

"I have always followed my mother's teachings, but why do people around me not understand me and treat me like a fool?"

Shirakawa lay on the bed, turned his head slightly to look at Miike Naeko and said, "In my opinion, the belief of being a partner of justice has made you particularly stubborn, but that is not necessarily a bad thing. How many people live in the world, aimlessly and without purpose? I can say that I am one of them."

"No matter what happens, sticking to your principles is a remarkable thing in anyone's eyes. But you live in this world, and you can't be as rigid as a machine. As long as you don't violate your principles, try to be a little more tactful."

Miike Naeko also turned her head slightly to meet Shirakawa's gaze.

"Be a little more tactful?"

"Yes, be a little more lenient with people, don't use such harsh methods, like installing surveillance cameras in my house..." The feeling of being monitored still made Shirakawa feel uncomfortable.

"In that case, how can sinners be punished without using those harsh methods?"

The incident involving Akiyama Yayoi had been lingering in Miike's mind, and she couldn't understand why her superiors, who were also upholding justice, would keep making excuses for this sinner.

"No matter how tough you are, you can't defeat all the evil in the world by yourself. There will always be one or two who slip through the net. These people are the scum of society and are not worth you, a partner of justice, dying with them. Only by taking care of yourself can you do more justice, right?"

"Besides, evil people will be punished by evil people, and others will always make them pay the price."

Although Miike Naeko couldn't fully accept Shirakawa's words, upon careful reflection, they made a lot of sense.

Someone comforted me, and Miike Naoko's mood brightened considerably.

"Alright, I should probably go to sleep too." Shirakawa stood up, feeling a bit weak after the two sword strikes and needing to rest quickly.

At that moment, Miike Naeko grabbed Shirakawa's shoulder tightly from behind.

"Um, Officer Miike, didn't I just say that there are always criminals who slip through the net? Could you let me slip through today?"

“No, Shirakawa.” Miike Naeko’s voice returned to its original tone. “You’re right, but I’ve only punished less than half of the crimes you committed tonight.” With a flick of her fingertips, Miike Naeko once again pushed Shirakawa down onto the double bench.

"Hey, wait, no, help... help me!"

90. Rin Hoshimiya

Early in the morning, my phone alarm went off.