"That's great!" Minamoto Tamako slapped her hands on the table. "I was worried about not having evidence! No wonder Mom didn't care about what I said and told me to go home and rest; turns out she already had stronger evidence... This is the good news you wanted to share, right?"

Well done!

While she was fighting bravely at the bomb disposal site and the Police Department, Fujimura-kun was also on another battlefield, warring with the mastermind behind the scenes—now that's true camaraderie! Uesugi Shion, don't underestimate this detective team, you bastard!

"Ah, no."

Fushimi Roku was quite satisfied, seeing that Minamoto Tamako completely ignored Miyazaki Shizuka, didn't question how the phone call was forwarded to Kujo Yua, and didn't ponder why Kujo Yua mobilized an anti-terrorism group based on an anonymous letter.

Feeling that the important matters were settled, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, opened a bottle of cola from the fridge, and said, "The good news is that the Nue Poison in my system is cured."

"Eh?"

Minamoto Tamako was stunned and asked, "How did it get cured?"

"I don't know," Fushimi Roku played dumb, "I just felt much better, so I went to the hospital for a check-up. All indicators returned to normal, and the doctor said there's no problem with my body anymore."

"Let me see, let me see!"

This had been a major worry for Minamoto Tamako, who feared day and night that Fujimura-kun might die. Before sleeping, she often thought that every meeting could be the last, tossing and turning with sleepless nights, and she even secretly cried under the covers a few times.

Afterward, she felt ashamed and feared that Fujimura-kun would feel pressured if he knew, so she kept it secret from everyone.

Even at this moment, Minamoto Tamako felt it was somewhat unreal, fearing that Fujimura-kun might be lying just to comfort her. She couldn't wait to tear open Fushimi Roku's shirt to check.

"What's the rush? I'll take it off myself." Fushimi Roku batted away her restless hands, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and took it off with a flip.

Minamoto Tamako's eyes widened as she circled around Fushimi Roku, scrutinizing every inch of his skin to confirm the ghost claw mark had indeed vanished. It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her, and she stumbled slightly as if she would fall.

Fushimi Roku quickly reached out to support her. "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing..."

Minamoto Tamako wet her fingers with a bit of saliva and rubbed it on Fushimi Roku's abs. "It's really gone... Is it really gone? Are you sure you haven't just covered it with foundation cream or something..."

Fushimi Roku felt very ticklish but restrained himself, allowing Minamoto Tamako to touch all over, ending up covered in saliva.

"Gone, really gone!"

Minamoto Tamako cried tears of joy and suddenly hugged Fushimi Roku's waist tightly. "That's great! You don't have to die!"

Fushimi Roku patted her shoulder, comforting her, "Alright, alright, calm down, let's eat first."

Minamoto Tamako let go, feeling a bit embarrassed, sat back by the dining table, and felt her appetite returning, feeling happy no matter how she thought about it.

The happiest thing in life is the restoration of what was lost.

Fushimi Roku picked up a piece of eel and was pondering how to meet the parents when Minamoto Tamako suddenly sensed something was off, carefully observing Fushimi Roku's face, and asked, "Why don't you seem surprised at all?"

"Surprised?" Fushimi Roku quickly responded, "Surviving a disaster, who wouldn't be surprised? I made this big meal just to celebrate the new life."

"Really? I can't tell."

Minamoto Tamako looked him over; on Fujimura-kun's face was only a phony smile, the typical "sunny and cheerful big boy" version, with no genuine surprise visible.

"I was already surprised when I did the check-up, now there's just calm satisfaction and happiness." Fushimi Roku lowered his head, ate his food, and used the bowl and chopsticks to block his face.

"When did you do the check-up?" Minamoto Tamako vaguely felt something was off.

"What's up?" Fushimi Roku mumbled through a mouthful of food, "Is this important?"

Minamoto Tamako squinted, a bad suspicion surfacing in her mind that needed immediate confirmation: "Could it be you knew already? Did you intentionally hide it from me to shirk responsibility while doing bad things..."

"This is not the time to talk about this," Fushimi Roku quickly chewed and swallowed the eel rice, putting on a serious face, and said clearly, "Sakurako's life and death are unknown now. Aren't you worried about her?"

Minamoto Tamako was initially fine, thinking of taking a breather, but after hearing Fushimi Roku's words, anxiety rose again, making her feel overwhelmed.

"Indeed..."

She fiddled with her rice with chopsticks, "Do you have any investigative approach?"

Fushimi Roku shook his head, stirring up anxiety without offering help, "No, at this point, we can only wait for news. You know, unless the kidnappers make demands, it's best for family members not to meet with them."

"Okay," Minamoto Tamako lost her appetite again.

Fushimi Roku thought the timing was right, so he cleared his throat, put down his chopsticks, as he wasn't hungry anyway, and casually brought up the topic of meeting the parents:

"By the way, Chief Kujo mentioned wanting to take me to meet your grandfather..."

Minamoto Tamako, still worried about Sakurako, was caught off guard by this news, her mind not quite catching up. "Why see Grandfather? Asking him to help find Sakurako?"

"No, it's about us," Fushimi Roku gestured with his fingers, "About the relationship."

"Ah?"

Minamoto Tamako never thought about marriage that way.

She felt that she and Fujimura-kun hadn't really started dating yet, at least not in a way that other couples did, with nicknames like 'Tamako-chan,' 'Mr. Deer,' 'Darling,' 'Dear'... hugging all day, kissing, holding hands intimately, what a relationship should be!

Now, with Fujimura-kun suddenly skipping that step to see her grandfather, she couldn't really accept it.

Note that her grandfather is the head of the Kujo family, meeting him holds more significance than meeting her parents—if Grandfather thinks she can marry, then Mom's opinion doesn't matter much. After all, Grandfather, as the family head, has the final say.

"Do you want to go?" Minamoto Tamako cautiously asked.

"It's okay," Fushimi Roku sensed her unease and didn't make a firm decision. "It's just that Chief Kujo mentioned it... what do you think?"

"I think... isn't it a bit too fast?"

Not wanting Fujimura-kun to be disappointed, Minamoto Tamako quickly added, "It's not that I think there's anything wrong with you, I just feel like we haven't done the things couples usually do... jumping straight to meeting Grandfather might be a bit... inappropriate?"

Fushimi Roku nodded, sticking a straw into the cola bottle and sipping, "Seems so, but what do you mean by 'the things couples usually do'?"

"No-nothing." Minamoto Tamako panicked a bit, immediately picking up Fushimi Roku's "Pressure Transfer Technique," saying, "Now is not the time to talk about this, after all, Sakurako's life and death are still unknown, I really am not in the mood..."

Before she could finish, the doorbell of the apartment rang.

—Ding dong, ding dong.

Fearing that Fujimura-kun would press further, Minamoto Tamako quickly ran to the entrance to open the door.

The one who rang the doorbell was Moriyama Yasurou, holding a large cardboard box, with unknown contents.

"Sister Yalan? Why are you here?" Minamoto Tamako invited her in.

"I came to deliver someone."

Moriyama Yasurou entered the living room and opened the cardboard box: "This morning, someone left this box at the door of the Sugamo Station front Patrol House."

Minamoto Tamako looked down and first saw a pair of familiar eyes. The person was curled up in a corner of the box, blinking and looking around.

It was none other than Taira Sakurako.

Looks like Uesugi Shion kept his promise and really released Taira Sakurako. Fushimi Roku felt somewhat relieved but vaguely uneasy.

"Waaah..."

Minamoto Tamako couldn't care about anything else. She dove into the box and hugged Taira Sakurako, "I was so worried... it's good you're back, it's good you're back!"

Seeing the two reunite, Moriyama Yasurou also smiled. Having gotten a statement from Taira Sakurako beforehand, she couldn't stay long as more important tasks awaited.

"Sorry, I have to go, we're still short-handed for the lockdown," she retrieved the delivery box, as it was an important piece of evidence: "It's best not to go out these days, it might be dangerous."

"What's going on?" Minamoto Tamako, holding Taira Sakurako, turned back, her face smeared with tears and snot.

"The terrorist issued another attack warning, without a time limit, potentially setting off bombs at any moment."

Moriyama Yasurou paused, giving Fushimi Roku a deep look:

"They intend to destroy the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Office in the name of Heavenly Punishment."

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