Chapter 4 Instructor Sakurai’s stress relief game
Sakurai Chizuru is very angry today.
Not only because I received an anonymous letter a few days ago, I was also humiliated by a pretty boy this afternoon. When I returned to the dormitory at night, I found that I forgot to bring my dormitory key. It was really a leaky house and it rained all night. Unlucky things happened one after another...
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How about buying a keychain? Since I became an instructor, I have more and more keys in my hands, and I will lose one accidentally.
She took out the office key from her pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it, and with a click, the door opened.
"Huh? The door is unlocked?"
Sakurai Chizuru frowned.
She pushed open the door and reached out to press the switch on the wall.
The incandescent lamp flickered and lit up with pale light. Looking around, beige wooden boards divide the workstations, and at the end are several independent offices, with white nameplates hanging on the frosted glass walls.
Sakurai Chizuru walked through the small corridor between the workstations, paused for a few seconds in the middle, and glanced sideways at the file bag on the workstation, which contained this month's assessment papers - there was no sign of being opened.
Maybe the colleague who left last forgot to lock the door.
She walked into the independent office and looked around. Although the light was dim, she saw the dormitory key on the table at a glance.
"Really, it's so obvious to forget..." Sakurai Chizuru rubbed her temples, walked forward, bent down and picked up the key: "Is it because of too much pressure?"
At the same time, at the back of the desk, three people were crowded under the desk in a weird posture.
If you just squat normally, the desk is not wide enough to accommodate three people. In order to maximize the use of space, Fushimi Shika and Kawai hugged each other with their hands and feet, and the most petite Gentamako squeezed in the middle, just enough to squeeze in.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, until they stopped beside the three of them, Fushimi Shika could feel his heart beating like a drum. He lowered his head. Yuan Yuzi was trembling in his arms, which made him a little nervous.
Jingle Bell——
A rapid ringtone rang, and Fushimi Shika heard the sliding sound of the flip phone, followed by the commonly used greeting "Moses, Moses"... He was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Instructor Sakurai still had a mobile phone. He was originally an instructor at the police academy. Is it so profitable?
Nowadays, mobile phones have not yet become popular, and ordinary households either use coin-operated phone booths or use landline lines. Not many people will buy flip phones, which are mid- to high-end electronic luxury consumer goods.
Fushimi Shika took a deep breath to calm down.
Instructor Sakurai has already obtained the key and will probably leave soon.
Just wait quietly...
"Oops!" Kawai said angrily: "That one is coming."
Fushimi Shikaxin said hell, what do you mean that is coming? Why do you have to speak at such a critical moment?
He gestured "shut up".
It was too dark under the table, so Kawai only saw his mouth moving and mistakenly thought he was asking 'what is that', so he explained: "It's the one who can't hold it in!"
Fushimi Shika thought to himself, are you still so reserved in this situation? The Japanese are really picky about details and are very rigid. Can't you just say you want to do it?
Hearing this, Yuan Yuzi couldn't hold back his anger. She was sitting between Kawai's legs. If anything happened, she would be the first to suffer.
"Big, medium, small?" Yuan Yuzi also asked in an angry voice.
"Small." Kawai said.
"What's the hit?" After Fushimi Shika asked, he realized that he had been led astray by these two people. He lowered his voice and warned: "Stop talking! You must endure it no matter what!"
"It's a wet fart." Kawai paused and then said: "Okay, I understand, I will try my best to endure it."
Fushimi Lu suspected that this guy did it on purpose.
Sakurai Chizuru didn't notice the movement under the table. She heard a familiar voice coming from the mobile phone, and her irritability finally eased.
"What's wrong? Call me at this hour," she leaned against the desk and put on a voice that was very magnetic: "Can't help it anymore?" A man's urgent and suppressed voice came from the phone:
"I, I can't stand it anymore. When I go to work, my mind is filled with all kinds of thoughts... Please, just take a moment..."
"Ah, is this how you ask for help?"
Sakurai Chizuru was in a good mood. She held her mobile phone between her legs, wiped off her boots, sat on the office chair, raised her slender thighs one after another, put them on the table, and looked at her toes lazily.
"I, I'm still in the company now..."
The other person's voice sounded troubled.
Sakurai Chizuru turned on the desk lamp, took out the nail polish, and painted her toenails carelessly: "Then why are you still calling me? Do you think I can't see your little thoughts? Go to the toilet by yourself!"
"But..."
"Do you want me to repeat it a second time?"
"Okay..."
Fushimi Lu raised his head and felt that the angle was quite unfavorable.
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Perhaps because of the darkness under the lamp, Sakurai Chizuru didn't notice the three pairs of eyes under the table.
"Why doesn't she go to the toilet to pee?" Kawai complained softly: "I can hardly hold it in anymore!"
Fushimi Shika felt more and more regretful. He could see it. Among the four people present, he was the only one who was normal. If he had known that something like this would happen, he would never have agreed to get involved in this matter.
This 'torture' lasted for more than twenty minutes, and the office was filled with an ambiguous smell.
Sakurai Chizuru hung up the phone with a satisfied flush on her face. She stood up and stretched, pulled on her shoes, staggered two steps, raised her heels, hooked the back of the shoes with her index finger and put them on.
The footsteps got farther and farther, the office door clicked and locked, and the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fushimi Shika was the first to crawl out from under the table. He stood up and moved his sore joints. With a crisp crackling sound of bones, he felt relaxed all over his body.
"I can't hold it in anymore-" Kawai rushed out of the office, she felt like she had leaked a few drops.
Yuan Yuzi held her head in her hands and squatted on the spot, still not recovering from the panic.
Fushimi Shika glanced at her, twisted his waist and said, "Okay, the matter has been cleared up, you can go back and have a good sleep."
"Huh?" Yuan Yuzi was startled.
"Didn't you say that you want to 'find out the contents of the anonymous letter'?" Fushimi Shika didn't want to bother anymore. He yawned and said, "You have seen what is written on it, so let's leave it at that."
"What about the threat of revenge mentioned in the letter? What about the murder incident? Instructor Sakurai is suspected of murder! The matter has not been investigated at all, how can we just give up?" Minamoto Tamako refused and grabbed his trouser leg again. .
"It's none of my business!" Fushimi Shika shook his legs, trying to get her to let go.
"What's your sense of justice as a police officer? What you receive is the country's taxes!" Yuan Yuzi not only did not let go, but hugged his calf with both hands.
"In my last life, I was stabbed to death for meddling in my own business. In this life, I vowed to be a selfish villain, and living my own life well is the right thing to do! Besides, I haven't even started working yet, and the school has admitted me If I am expelled, all the money, time and energy I invested will be in vain.”
Fushimi Luruen made up his mind and was about to grab Yuan Yuzi's little hand, but he saw her suddenly raised her head and said, "Isn't it just money?"
"Huh? How dare you talk like that when you have a few steel coins in your pocket..."
"Fifty thousand yen!"
Minamoto Tamako spread her fingers and said pitifully: "I will spend fifty thousand yen to hire you as my partner!"
(End of chapter)