The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 33 The Bet

Kirihara Akira scratched his head and said, "Actually, you have quite a talent for vocals."

Whether it was sarcasm or sincerity was unclear, but Shiori Mitsuki didn't find it kind of flattering and replied curtly, "Thank you."

"I'm genuinely praising you." Kirihara Akira shrugged habitually and said, "In my opinion, you're a very serious guy. The reason you didn't do well before was simply because you hadn't grasped the basics and were on the wrong track. With guidance, you'll be no worse than anyone else."

The praise was genuine, but unfortunately, the person in the changing room was a disappointing adult. She sighed, "So serious... People used to call me that when I was in school."

"Serious" is actually used as an insult... Kirihara Akira was a little confused, scratched her head, and said with a smile, "It's precisely because you're so serious that I think you've probably told your boss more than once about your inability to sing, right?"

"Of course, I gave feedback on my first day of trying the job. I said I couldn't do it." There weren't many customers in the store, and Shiori Kisaragi spoke in the voice of a corporate slave: "The first time I gave feedback, my superiors told me to try again. The second time, they told me to show some determination. The third time, they simply stopped answering my calls."

Kirihara Akira couldn't hold back and burst out laughing on the spot. This guy was really serious.

He said, "Have you ever considered that your boss doesn't actually need you to have superb singing skills? It's good if you sing well, but it doesn't matter if you can't sing?"

"How could that be?" Shiori Kisaragi rolled her eyes and said, "This is a serious job, not child's play. If we get exposed, well..."

"I think," Kirihara Akira interrupted her, "this is just a radish pit. It doesn't matter who comes in, as long as the shape is right."

"The shape is just right..." Shiori Kisaragi opened her mouth, about to ask what it meant, but then suddenly fell silent.

She's not a fool; she's just stuck in a fixed mindset. With a little guidance, she can figure things out.

She previously thought that tasks assigned to classes wouldn't have any gender requirements or restrictions.

But now that I think about it, she was sent to the opposite side of Suruga Group, disguised as a music teacher, while Suruga Group's agency mainly focuses on creating and packaging actresses.

Thinking about it that way, this really is a radish pit.

Kirihara Akira said, "It's a very simple logic. He doesn't need a real superstar. You're the only woman in the group, and you're pretty enough. You've also admitted that you can sing, although that might not be true."

But you also became the best singer in class, and the only one among those who could sing who also possessed police skills. How could your superiors let such an outstanding person go?

Shiori Kisaragi opened her mouth, feeling very unhappy, but couldn't find any reason to refute it.

That makes perfect sense.

She pulled the curtain open just wide enough for a small face to pass through, and with a resentful expression like something out of a classic horror movie, she said, "What do you want from me trying to convince me to give up writing that report?"

"You've misunderstood." Kirihara Akatsuki smiled and said, "I'm not trying to persuade you to give up; that's your principle. But we can make a bet."

"What bet?" Kisaragi Shiori's small face was filled with great confusion.

"I bet your boss will contact you halfway through writing your report," Kirihara Akira said.

"Why are you contacting me?" Kisaragi Shiori asked.

"I commend you."

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Shiori Kisaragi said, then suddenly asked, "What's the stake?"

"If you lose, you have to wear this outfit to music lesson."

"...You little pervert." Shiori Kisaragi shrank back, her voice turning deep: "And what if you lost?"

"Do whatever you want if you lose."

"You've got quite the nerve," Shiori Kisaragi said. "I'll take the bet. Anyway, I'll have the report ready tonight. Just you wait, you brat."

......

Although the roles were reversed in the first half, with Kirihara Akatsuki shopping more frequently than Kisaragi Shiori, once Kisaragi Shiori recovered, it was Kirihara Akatsuki who should be afraid.

After the first hour of their stroll, Kirihara Akira disappeared, leaving her no chance to see the boy off.

Watching his hasty retreat, Shiori Kisaragi actually felt a sense of triumph.

She then stood there, her thoughts drifting away.

Shiori Kisaragi doesn't consider herself stupid, but she always feels overwhelmed by this high school student.

The truth is, no one thinks she's stupid. On the contrary, she graduated from police academy with outstanding grades and is top-notch in ability. Most people's evaluation of her is: too conventional.

This is both her strength and her weakness.

Shiori Kisaragi's thinking can sometimes be rigid, and sometimes she's just a little bit lacking in flexibility.

Just like now, she took a step back and figured out what Kirihara Akira meant by "praise".

Kirihara Akira's existence was concealed by Kisaragi Shiori, and the mysterious person who rescued Mori Kiyoha had practically disappeared. No one mentioned it, no one investigated it, and because he was treated as a bodyguard for the Mori family, no one cared.

The rescue of the wealthy heiress is noteworthy in itself, and since the participants in both incidents are no longer involved, it is quite natural that the credit was given to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Despite the Mori family's significant efforts to minimize the impact of the incident, there will certainly be commendation within the police department.

Only after the commendation ceremony was held did Sen Furen have no choice but to acknowledge this favor.

Some of the credit was given to the officers who responded to the call, even though they didn't actually do anything. But who should get the rest of the credit? The answer is obvious.

Shiori Kisaragi was the first person to report the incident.

She's now involved in clandestine work, so there definitely won't be a public commendation ceremony, but there might be some kind of secret reward!

Thinking of this, Shiori Kisaragi felt a sense of unease.

A call from your boss praising you could come at any time!

Just then, her phone rang, startling her.

She opened it, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief... thankfully it was spam.

No, I can't wander around any longer; I have to get back immediately to write the report.

The bet between the two wasn't about whether there would be an award or not; it was about whether the award would come first, or whether Kisaragi Shiori would finish writing and submitting her report first—at least that's what she thought.

Once the report is submitted, I won't admit to anything that little bastard says, hmm!

Making her wear that outfit and pose in front of boys younger than herself is worse than killing her!

Thinking of this, Shiori Kisaragi couldn't sit still for a moment. She got up and went outside, rushing home to write her report without stopping.

Halfway there, Shiori Kisaragi suddenly stopped.

She picked up her phone, hesitated for a while, and then dialed a number.