novelraw Chapter 12 An Exaggerated Ideal
Chapter 12 An Exaggerated Ideal
For seven days in a row, Muheyou still couldn't figure it out.
What exactly did Kamiya-kun mean by his last answer?
At the time, she was in a ramen shop. After she told Kamiya Gen, "I need you," the latter began to show a strange expression that she had never seen before—his pupils were dilated and unfocused, as if he was looking at himself, or as if he was looking at the air.
Then, the other party said:
"Isn't this a bit too difficult?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Kamiya Gen, using the excuse of "having booked a baseball lesson," practically fled.
For the next period of time, apart from necessary work-related interactions, Kamiya Gen avoided her, and the two didn't even manage to exchange a few complete sentences.
"Why is that...?"
Muheyou murmured to herself as she sat at her workstation, her gaze passing over her colleagues and landing on Kamiya Gen.
The other person was still the same as before. Despite being a young person just like him, he always acted as if he were extremely experienced, and would occasionally pick up the thermos next to him to drink tea...
"Inspector Muhe, a theft has occurred in your jurisdiction. The officer in charge of the case said he would like you to go and lead the team."
Just then, a colleague leaned closer and said something.
Muheyou nodded, stood up from her seat, tidied up her documents, and prepared to leave.
But then, it was seen that Kamiya Gen had been called to the police chief's office again.
She wanted to go over and ask, but Kamiya Gen had already disappeared.
Damn it, that woman called Kamiya-kun again. Should I find a way to put pressure on her? It's really possible she's threatening Kamiya-kun behind his back...
Thinking this to herself, but having other things to do, Muheyou could only quickly leave the police station.
……
Kamiya Gen naturally noticed Muhe You's gaze, but he had no choice but to avoid it.
This guy is definitely not a normal person.
This was the final conclusion that Kamiya Gen reached seven days ago.
At that moment, he watched as a third red malevolent thought emerged from the other person's head.
"What normal person would make becoming prime minister their goal..."
Kamiya Gen thought to himself, he knew that Muhe You had a background, but this kind of goal was still too exaggerated.
According to his understanding, the other party graduated from Waseda University, and perhaps in such a prestigious university, one can indeed meet many political figures.
He's currently twenty-three years old. If he can solve a few major cases and has the backing of powerful figures behind him, he can rise to a position like Superintendent of Police before he's thirty-five. Then he can run for Congress, quickly enter Parliament, and join the Cabinet...
No, no, according to her so-called "governing this sick country," it shouldn't be like that.
She will not follow the conventional path at all; she will inevitably run for the House of Representatives as an independent and then unite the various opposition parties to form a "coalition government"...
Kamiya Gen shook his head, dismissing these thoughts.
I really need to think about what I'm doing and whether it's feasible.
Even if it's feasible... what does that have to do with me?
In Kamiya Gen's eyes, he was like a pigeon on the dock, only thinking about getting some fries to eat every day.
Suddenly some guy ran up to us and said, "Let's go conquer the world!" It was so absurd it was explosive.
If my cheat code were to stop time for seven seconds, I might actually agree to let her try it out.
Unfortunately, this is just a useless skill that allows you to see other people's malicious thoughts.
Thinking of the system, Kamiya Gen couldn't help but sigh again.
In recent days, the police chief has been paying more and more "concern" about him. The evil color on his head has become much more solid than before, and it looks like it is about to change color.
Previously, they would only call him over after get off work, but now they're even notifying him to come to their office during work hours...
Is there not a single normal person in this police station?
With that thought in mind, he knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
The voice of Saionji Chikawa could be heard from inside the house.
Kamiya Gen pushed open the door, and the other person was leaning back in a chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring straight at him with a look of "looking at prey".
He was prepared for this; upon approaching, he straightened his legs, placed his fingers between his trouser legs, puffed out his chest, raised his head, greeted him politely, and then asked:
"The superintendent called me in. Is there anything I can do about work...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Saionji Chikawa smiled slightly and gestured to interrupt him:
"Kamiya-kun, please sit down. It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you've had any work-related problems lately."
Kamiya Gen thought to himself that his biggest worry was that this perverted bastard was always trying to seduce him, but he still obediently sat down next to him and said:
"Every day at the police station is a time for me to realize my life's value. There are absolutely no worries. I am willing to dedicate everything to this position."
Hmm—why does that sound a bit like that guy?
"Very good, very energetic."
Saionji Senkawa smiled, but he was actually a little annoyed.
She couldn't understand why this police inspector kept ignoring her hints. If it were anyone else, wouldn't they have understood by now?
"With the New Year approaching, there might be a lot of work to do. If you find it troublesome, Kamiya-kun, I can help you arrange some personnel changes and delegate the smaller tasks to others. After all, someone as capable as you would be wasting your talents by always managing small cases, wouldn't you say?"
Saionji Chikawa thought he had made himself perfectly clear, but Kamiya Gen still had that same expressionless face.
"You flatter me, Superintendent, but I still really enjoy being busy," said Gen Kamiya.
Saionji Chikawa's lips twitched slightly, intending to be blunt: "According to my information, Kamiya-kun is already twenty-five this year. Aside from work, I don't know about his life..."
"Don't worry, Superintendent, in my life, there's only work, no life!"
Kamiya Gen had no intention of listening to her continue.
"Okay, okay, if everyone in the police station were like you, that would be great..."
Saionji Senkawa was speechless.
In fact, if Kamiya Gen had directly taken up her words and knelt down in front of her like the others, trying to lick her shoes, Saionji Chikawa would have found it pointless.
After all, over the years, quite a few men have fallen for her.
But this guy just wouldn't listen to reason.
But this only fueled her growing interest in it.
What should I do...?
"Chief Superintendent, if there's nothing else, may I leave now? The evidence team has brought a lot of things to be entered into the system."
It wouldn't be good to just suggest leaving, but Kamiya Gen had no other choice.
In his view, the purple malevolent energy above Saionji Senkawa's head was beginning to turn black from the edges.
Although I deliberately didn't close the office door when I came in, who knows what will happen next.
"Okay, you go ahead then."
Suppressing her inner thoughts, Saionji Chikawa deliberately turned to face him, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
"But after get off work tonight, could you please not rush off? I have a job I need to ask you for help with."
She paused, her tone deliberately seductive:
"That's a task only you can complete..."