What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"Are you sure it's this one?"

"Of course." Muku smiled and signaled Feng to look at the bottom of the signboard.

[Our store accepts tattoo customers. 】

It's so faded that it's almost invisible, but it's still clear.

"Yoshi, let's go! Kotaro, please follow Kano-san."

"Okay," Kotaro held the basin and looked back at Kano with a dull face, "Please follow me, Mr. Kano."

"Ah! Oh."

Swallowing his saliva, Kano stepped into... the bathhouse.

Ms. Yamamura is a policeman, right?In the case of the police, why did they choose this bathhouse?

Although it is a bathhouse that accepts tattooed guests, it should not be full of Yakuza members... I heard that Yakuza likes bathing very much, I dare not continue thinking about it, he is just an ordinary manga artist ...

With such a mood in mind, he gritted his teeth and followed Kotaro into the male soup.

——What a big tattoo!

"Yo," the man just took off his shirt, revealing tattoos all over his back and a scar on his face, "bring the kids here."

The moment he finished speaking, Kano felt that everyone in the locker room turned around.

It can be seen from the eyes that these are all Yakuza members!

"Yes...!" He subconsciously put his legs together, bent down and pulled Kotaro, "If you offend me!"

The tattooed hunk, who only wore pants, knelt down and faced Kotaro face to face: "Hmm...it's cute, Mijiu might like it, by the way, just call me a dragon."

"Good day, Your Excellency." Kotaro nodded politely at him.

"...Huh?" Kano was dumbfounded.

"Your kind of bathing is nothing like washing it casually," Muku and Feng walked forward side by side with basins full of toiletries, "there is no soul at all! In winter, you need to soak your body warmly, and I will rub your back for you later. oh!"

"Ah..." Feng scratched his head, "Okay."

She basically doesn't go to the public bathhouse, because the large scar on her back is often mistaken for a tattoo... Often the person in charge rushes over as soon as she takes off her clothes, and after explaining, other people will shrink away in fear , It wasn't until she left that the inside returned to normal.

Over time, she simply went to the bathhouses and hot springs that would accept tattoo customers, at least to save trouble.

Mulu was still babbling, when suddenly his shoulder bumped into someone.

"Hey, don't you have eyes!"

"Sorry," Muku said unwillingly, "I was just talking."

"Huh?" The woman on the opposite side widened her eyes and leaned closer to talk to Mu, "Do you know who I am? Do you want to flirtatiously expose it just by saying sorry!"

Mulu was silent for a while, not knowing what to say for a while.

The woman suddenly pulled down her collar, revealing a bright red rose tattoo on her shoulder.

"Look clearly, I'm a member of Blood Qiangwei! You two don't know your face, and you suddenly came to our blood Qiangwei's territory, and you still disrespect me, what's your intention?"

"...Isn't this a public bathhouse?"

Although he knew that Yakuza would reserve the venue, Muku didn't see the notice at the door.

"Can't you hear me!"

Seeing that Muling didn't look frightened at all, the woman couldn't help but flushed with anger, and she was about to raise her hand——

"Muku, are you alright?"

She subconsciously followed the voice and looked over...

Feng had just unbuttoned his shirt, and the snow-white shirt had just taken off halfway, and the scars that had spread to his shoulder blades bloomed on his pure white skin like a fire.

She moved her shoulders, and her smooth muscles surged like sea waves, and when they stretched out, they fluttered like butterflies.

"Huh?" Without hearing Muku's answer, she turned her head.

The woman's pupils trembled violently. Was that a gunshot wound?After finally moving her eyes away from the proud turbulent waves, she immediately noticed that although Feng's shoulders were already very pale, there were still pink bullet-hole-like scars.

"It's okay, I'll be right here."

Mulu shrugged and stepped over the stunned woman.

"Of course I know you. The fifth... no, the sixth in command of the Blood Rose Group. She was a bad girl in the Shibuya department in her early years. She has a record of bullying her classmates. This year just happens to be an adult."

Mulu from the intelligence team lowered his voice and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Here, it is recommended to be more peaceful when you become an adult. Your team leader doesn't want to be invited to drink tea, right?"

"Who the hell are you?!" Ono lost all confidence when he spoke, "Why..."

"Huh? We are just ordinary people who come to take a bath."

Muku shook his head and walked away.

If it was someone else, she might not be able to find out the information of this small character, but who made her meet the portrait investigator Naruto Muku who is best at remembering people.

What Asano Ono said is right, there are indeed many people with rose tattoos in the bathhouse, and they all pay more or less attention to the two newcomers, but after seeing the scars on Feng's body, they tactfully turned his head.

And it seemed that the leader recognized Feng, and they all dispersed after a while.

In the end, only Feng, Muling and another woman with a refreshing body were left in the soup pond.

Muku hit Feng's back with delicate foam and slid down her shoulders. She could see exactly what the injury on Feng's back looked like.

"maple."

"what happened?"

"You seem to have never said how this injury came about."

Up to now, she only knew that it was a fire, but she didn't know the cause and why Feng was there.

"Is it related to the Brahma people?"

After thinking about it, Feng will hide it from her, and there are only those few people.

But at that time, Feng had just been admitted to university, and she hadn't even touched the edge of the police academy, and Brahma was not well-known yet, so what happened that would keep her secret?

"It's related, but it doesn't matter."

The hot water from the shower turned the original snow-white skin into a light pink, Feng recalled the situation at that time.

It is impossible to say that Ke Ke and the people in the Shuanghehui are not a bit tricky.When investigating Mrs. Shimada's incident, Ke Ke always looked guilty towards her in Brahma's restaurant, and it was probably at that time that he did something wrong.

It was also after that that the politicians behind the Double Peace Conference completely collapsed, and Brahma took the opportunity to encroach on its territory and completed a beautiful debut show in the Yakuza world.

But thanks to this incident, the police approached Feng. She knew about the "Butterfly" project and chose to join without hesitation. This is something that cannot be discussed with Muling.

"Let me rub your back instead!"

"No!" Mu shuddered, "Go take a bath!"

Just kidding, Feng helped her rub her back, she wanted to have such a delicate skin and tender flesh.

"Hey? Are you all gone? It's really rare to be quiet today," the woman was soaking in the pool with her eyes closed, but when she opened her eyes, she noticed that her surroundings had changed, "How are you all?"

Seeing the scars on Feng's body, she exclaimed a little, and approached: "Are you from Yakuza too?"

"No, I'm a policeman, and the scar on my body was an accident."

Maple sank her face below the surface of the water.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to ask this question," she introduced herself as Meijiu, "I just think you have a very special temperament! Do you know "Policewoman Angel", you are very similar to a character in it!"

"It's okay." It's rare for an ordinary person not to be afraid. Feng also sat in the pool normally, showing half of his wet shoulders, "I'm not angry."

This woman took a bath here safely when the members of the Blood Rose Group were still there, so she probably wasn't a normal person.

"You have such a good figure!" Seeing the curve emerging from the water, Meijiu praised it sincerely, and she couldn't help getting closer.

Being so close while naked, Feng pushed Meijiu a little shyly.

...didn't push.

She increased her strength and tried again.

"Are you playing sumo with me haha!" Meijiu miscalculated what she meant, "It happens that there is no one, let's play!"

What a powerful monster!

As soon as Meijiu got started, Feng felt threatened, roughly estimated to have the strength of 1.7 seniors!

"You two, what are you doing?"

When Lu, who had rubbed himself with bath salts, walked into the soup pond, he looked at the water stains all over the place and the two panting women in bathrobes, and made a big question mark.

"You are great."

Walking out of the female soup, Feng said to Meijiu sincerely.

"You're not bad either!" Meijiu clenched her fists heartlessly, "It's been a long time since I've had such a hearty hot bath.... Ah, my husband is in front of me."

Feng froze for a moment. From the "communication" just now, he knew that Meijiu was the same age as her, and it turned out...was she married!

Damn, I always feel like I lost somewhere!

"The goods (ice milk) here taste really good, Kotaro-kun."

The vicious man with the scar on his face was sitting with Kotaro, he bent one leg, and clinked glasses with Kotaro with a milk bottle as if sharing cigarettes with the Michigami brothers.

"Yes, Your Excellency Dragon." Xiaotaro had milk stains around the corner of his mouth, and there was a delicate biscuit in his hand.

Poor Mr. Kano, who was hiding on the other side of the bench and shivering, almost cried with joy when he saw Maple come out.

This is the sense of security brought by the police!

"Meijiu! You finally came out." Although Long didn't see anyone, he turned to his wife as if he had installed a radar, "I thought you were killed (dizzy soup) inside,... Hey! It smells like a stick !"

"Ah, this is the friend I just met today, Officer Kaede Yamamura!" Miku held Ryu who was about to approach him, making him unable to move a step, "Feng, this is my husband, Aaron."

Feng squinted his eyes for a while, and finally pulled out the long memories in his mind.

"Former member of the Tatsuzaki group, the undead dragon?"

To be honest, in Yakuzali, three out of ten people will turn back when they are called a dragon, but those who can really be called that are still a few of the few.

Even if he is not good at remembering people, Feng also knows the legend of Yakuza who once defeated ten firms of hostile organizations with his bare hands and then disappeared suddenly, Dragon.

"It's hard for you to remember."

Mu Mu, who was following her, complained.

"The vicious dog of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Although the Chenzaki group has been disbanded, Ryu still recognizes this popular man among Yakuza and the police today.

"Don't call me by my previous title," he pushed his sunglasses. "Now I'm just a househusband."

Also good.

Feng thought.

Then she saw Long take out a super luxurious fruit dessert bento from the package he was carrying.

"Meijiu, this is a fruit tart I made with my own hands. You must be tired after taking a bath. Come and try it!"

"Thank you, Aaron! Then I'm welcome." Looking at the fruit desserts that looked like a French meal, Mijiu greeted her new friends to come, "Maple, and Muku too, let's try it together."

...It's a bit too much!

Looking at his craftsmanship in every way, Feng ate a big piece with tears in his eyes.

"Meijiu seems to be a designer with a lot of work," Feng lamented as a group of people walked and chatted with a pot in hand, "So she really surprised me when she said she was married."

And the target is still the undead dragon, but considering Meijiu's strange power, it seems not surprising.

"26, we could have gotten married." Ling couldn't help shivering when he thought of his mother's recent urging, "Fortunately, you are standing in front of me."

"Get married," Feng looked at the sky already stained with night, "it feels so troublesome and far away."

"Yeah, before you get married, you have to talk about a boyfriend first, like a confession, a date, and then you have to order a ring, propose a marriage... By the way, you need a medical examination!" Ling clapped his fingers and felt hairy all over, "Just thinking about it Just thinking about it makes me dizzy!"

"Ming Piao-san, what you said seems to be what the man should do." Kano, who was far behind, couldn't help complaining.

"Should I confess first?" Feng rubbed his chin.

"Your Excellency Feng," Xiaotaro who was walking in the front suddenly took two steps back and grabbed Feng's clothes, "Are you going to propose to the police officer in the red car?"