Minamoto Tamako, in a moment of anger, accepted the gift.
She clutched a pink flip phone in her arms, feeling exceptionally complicated. She was a bit happy, a bit angry, and also a bit worried about the future... Where was she going to find so much money to buy a gift that would shock Mr. Fushimi?
Maybe she could go back to Mama's house and randomly take something...
No, no, that would be stealing! As a police officer, how could she knowingly break the law!
Minamoto Tamako shook her head, shaking this thought out of her mind.
Fushimi Roku left the mobile phone counter, planning to scout the restaurant in advance.
He had already done his homework. Japan's Chinese Street is in Yokohama, 300 kilometers away from Toyota District, and running 300 kilometers just to eat hot pot was certainly unrealistic. In Sugamo itself, if one wanted to eat authentic Chinese food, they would have to find a small restaurant hidden in an alley or corridor.
