Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner

"Do you remember the numbers for the lottery?" Minamoto Tamako couldn't help but ask, "Oh right, you weren't born here... So do you remember when Tokyo's housing prices were at their lowest? How long will the financial bubble last? Has the anti-violence act been successfully implemented?"

She asked a bunch of questions like a bamboo tube pouring out beans.

Fushimi Rokushin said that you weren't like this in your dream. In the dream, you excitedly said, "Fushimi Roku" is just a name, I don't care about the name, I care about the person... What kind of person was he? What has he experienced? I'm very eager to know! I really want to meet the real Mr. Fushimi! I want to be part of his life, to understand his past—wait, it's not Mr. Fushimi, it's Mr. Hiroshi!"

After waking from the dream, he recalled this moment, still feeling a bit touched.

But now, it's all ruined.

Fushimi Roku was quite displeased, he didn't answer any questions but retorted, "Shouldn't you be asking more about me?"

Minamoto Tamako was taken aback, "Seems like it. Does traveling through time count as trespassing on someone else's property? After all, it's someone else's body."

Fushimi Roku steeled himself, his fists clenched, "The original owner is already dead, a corpse doesn't count as property."

Minamoto Tamako's expression turned strange, "Then when we first met..."

Fushimi Roku interrupted, "It was me."

Minamoto Tamako couldn't resist confirming, "You're talking about in the taxi..."

Fushimi Roku interrupted again, "Yes, that was me. Would you really expect a regular driver to race the police with you? Do you think this is a TV drama?"

Minamoto Tamako scratched her head; it was her dark history, best not mentioned.

She shifted the topic, asking, "So by that logic, your actual age should be in your thirties or forties, right? Which means, I'm actually dating a middle-aged guy?"

Fushimi Roku snorted coldly, saying, "Count yourself lucky, these days girls love the youthful vibe of a dad, I'm the most sought-after type, you're getting a real bargain."

"Eh..." Minamoto Tamako was indifferent, "So that's why you always talk with a middle-aged man's tone? Back then I thought it was strange, you just graduated, how come you sound so bitter like a corporate uncle!"

This was listed as the thirty-ninth unresolved mystery about Mr. Deer.

Fushimi Roku took a deep breath; that annoying feeling returned, like being back in police academy, encountering a female version of a nagging monk.

"Keep talking, keep talking," Minamoto Tamako nudged his hand, "And then? What happened next?"

Fushimi Roku recounted everything from the first dream, every detail, including Minamoto Tamako's heartfelt confession.

Minamoto Tamako felt herself blushing as she listened, couldn't help but hug a pillow and lay down, saying, "How could I say something like that, you must be making it up..."

Fushimi Roku dismissed Tamako's denial and moved on to the second dream.

He purposely didn't mention his motives for murder, only said that in the second dream, his subconscious was always killing people, and Minamoto Tamako tried to stop him, repeatedly trying to capture him, thus learning a lot of his past life's knowledge.

Minamoto Tamako's first reaction was, how amazing it is that the human subconscious could be so complex; second reaction was 'Yay, finally learned the tricks', recalling how she always wanted to steal some skills from Mr. Fushimi; third reaction was, 'Why does Mr. Fushimi want to kill?'

After a brief pause, she thought she understood, "Is it because you got too frustrated working as a lawyer in the past, so you decided to join the police academy?"

Fushimi Roku was silent for a moment, then shook his head, sighing, "You see through everything."

Minamoto Tamako looked pleased, patting the shoulder of the small detective team member, as the captain she earnestly advised, "It's good to be righteous and hate evil, but don't be too extreme."

Fushimi Roku nodded, casually flattering, "As expected of a captain, my moral level can't compare to yours."

Minamoto Tamako felt proud, urging Fushimi Roku to continue.

Fushimi Roku described what happened later; under Captain Tamako's relentless efforts, the criminal Zhou was finally caught. His limbs were all broken, it was quite tragic.

It can be said that good is rewarded with good, evil with evil, if it isn't time to pay yet, it will be; the dream ended perfectly, fulfilling the wishes of both.

Minamoto Tamako timely added, "Hey, what a coincidence, in my dream, your limbs were broken too."