"Officer, over here!"
Sosuke waved casually at the two figures in the distance.
"I saw them, no need to remind me! You all stay put!"
The female police officer, with her mid-length bright yellow hair that looked like a failed perm and a somewhat disheveled appearance, quickly ran over, glaring fiercely at Sosuke. But the next moment, because of that overly conspicuous figure, she recognized him even while wearing a mask.
"Huh... isn't this Sosuke-kun?!"
Realizing who it was, the police officer slapped Sosuke hard on the back with her left hand, letting out a surprised sound.
"That looks pretty painful..."
The force was so great that her little follower shuddered, seemingly having suffered this kind of treatment many times before, but Sosuke didn't feel much. Slightly lowering his head, Kitahara Sosuke pulled down the corner of his mask to show his face and then let it go.
"Officer, you're as boisterous as ever."
This was his heartfelt sentiment.
The female detective's name was Makiko Ida. She used to be a small-time delinquent but chose to become a police officer after graduating high school. Therefore, although still young, she already had more than three years of work experience.
Her chest was barely ample, her legs could barely be called beautiful even with stockings, and her looks could barely be called pretty... well, people's average looks in this world were generally high. In short, that was the kind of person she was.
The reason the two knew each other was because Sosuke would occasionally meddle in other people's business like today when he was out and about. That time, he had also slightly helped this somewhat hot-tempered female police officer.
Actually, Sosuke wasn't a very law-abiding citizen, otherwise, that well-ripened Hayato-kun wouldn't have been his to judge. Although he didn't directly act, strictly speaking, this was a crime of murder. But Kitahara Sosuke had no resistance to it at all. In the end, he was just doing it for self-satisfaction, acting according to his own likes and dislikes. Sosuke was very clear about his nature; he wasn't a good person.
Composing himself, he sent a link to the police officer's little follower. It was the video he had taken earlier. By the way, he also briefly explained to the two of them what had happened.
Looking at the row of squatting perverts, Makiko Ida smiled so broadly that it seemed like her tail was wagging. The more she looked at Sosuke, the more she liked him.
"A great contribution, as expected, this lady is amazing, wahahaha..."
This was her arrogant inner thought, which she didn't say out loud. Happily surveying the row of criminal suspects, Makiko Ida suddenly felt like something was off.
"Hmm? This guy looks a bit familiar..."
After listening to Sosuke's explanation, the police officer looked at a certain figure squatting obediently with his back to her in the corner, and muttered to herself while stroking her chin.
"Hey, you stand up..."
She poked him a bit roughly with the stick in her hand and ordered in a very unfriendly tone.
The fat middle-aged man stood up tremblingly and was forcefully pulled and turned around.
"..."
The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.
"It really is you, you bastard!"
About half a second later, Makiko Ida confirmed the identity of the man, and she began to tremble with rage. Even though she had caught him red-handed, he stubbornly refused to confess, leaving her with no way to prove his guilt. It was because of this guy that she had made a fool of herself in front of her old boss. Now, seeing his face again...
Bang!
The string of rationality in her mind snapped.
"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
Makiko Ida roared, extending her two claws and about to attack recklessly. Seeing the woman's seemingly insane actions, the middle-aged man, disregarding his fear of Sosuke beside him, immediately began to flee.
However, with his build, there was no way he could outrun the female police officer opposite him. Even if this crazy woman was wearing high heels, the result would be the same.
"Stop! Hey, stop her! Aren't you police officers?!"
The middle-aged man hid behind Makiko Ida's little follower and pleaded.
The young police officer was stunned. Looking at the angry eyes opposite him, he didn't dare say anything about it not being regulation, his legs trembling with fear.
Seeing that the young man couldn't offer him any help, the perverted middle-aged man decisively turned around and fled.
"Don't run!"
The police officer shouted angrily, startling a group of passersby.
Kitahara Sosuke, pretending not to see anything, stuck out his foot.
Thump...
A huge, dull sound.
But it wasn't over yet. Miss Ida, who was right behind him, wouldn't let him off so easily.
"Aaaaaah, help..."
Pleasantly enjoying the rather miserable appearance of the perverted middle-aged man, Kitahara Sosuke looked at his phone and said, "Miss Ida, can I leave these guys to you? I have something else to take care of."
"Wait a minute, you still need to cooperate with my work."
Having vented her anger, Makiko Ida released the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground like a dead pig and came to Kitahara Sosuke, feeling much better.
"Next time, I really have something urgent."
Sosuke kept looking down at his phone, hoping the other party would be lenient. They were already quite familiar, and with this older sister's style, it shouldn't be a problem.
"What's so urgent?"
Makiko Ida crossed her arms over her chest and asked, widening her eyes that couldn't hide the dark circles under them. Those were probably from staying up late playing video games.
"My girlfriend's request."
Kitahara Sosuke's lips curled into a slight smile as he replied.
"He has a girlfriend?!"
Kotonoha, who had been keeping her head down, pretending to look at Kokoa in her arms but couldn't help shyly peeking at their conversation, was greatly shocked.
"Go explode, you riajuu!"
Makiko Ida's expression became extremely unpleasant. Her former companions who used to hang out together had all gotten boyfriends one after another, some had even put on wedding dresses and entered the halls of marriage. Miss Ida, who still had no suitor, greatly disliked these people.
"Just kidding, I'm still single. Ah... I really want a girlfriend."
Sosuke just said it casually and didn't expect such a big reaction from the other party, so he quickly clarified.
"That's great!"
Kotonoha's lost eyes flickered with a spark of hope again, and she couldn't help clenching her fist in her heart to cheer herself up.
Having finished explaining, Sosuke planned to leave just like that. Dealing with those perverts hadn't taken much time, but he still decided to immediately take a taxi to get there. He gave the police officer one last instruction.
"Oh right, Officer, please take care of the girl over there. Her family will come to pick her up later."
"Don't worry, it's nothing."
Makiko Ida's high-heeled foot stepped on the perverted middle-aged man's body, causing a slightly subtle expression mixed with pain to appear on his face.
"Then I'm leaving, bye-bye~"
Sosuke said, giving Kotonoha a farewell smile as well. He couldn't wait to go to his "wife's" place.
"Goodbye..."
Katsura Kotonoha only dared to raise her head after Sosuke left and said softly. Naturally, her target hadn't heard anything.
"Speaking of which... did I forget something?"
Kitahara Sosuke, in the taxi, looked at his empty hands and thought inexplicably.
"Meow~"
Having gotten used to those two hateful lumps of fat and no longer being suffocated, Kokoa woke up from her nap and let out a big cat yawn.
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