The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

It's not exactly ethical, but Kirihara Akira was trying to use the Kirihara couple to evoke Kisaragi Shiori's sympathy and get away with it.

After all, the Kirihara couple were not his parents in the true sense, and the two sides had never had any real contact, so it was difficult for him to have the same feelings for his parents.

Besides, he was a bad guy to begin with.

However, Kirihara Akatsuki underestimated Kisaragi Shiori.

She glanced at Kirihara Akira and said, "You're the best at playing the victim. All you've said so far has been ambiguous and vague, leaving people to interpret it themselves."

Kirihara Akira, unfazed by being exposed, chuckled twice and said, "I've been in contact with the police since I was a child, so I have quite a bit of experience in dealing with their questions."

This is true; Song Xinyuan has indeed been in contact with the police since he was very young.

"I don't like the police. If I call the police directly, they will ask me endless troublesome questions," Kirihara Akira said. "I don't want to cause trouble, nor do I want to stand out too much with the Mori family. There is a wife and two young ladies in the family, and neither of them are easy to deal with."

I don't like the police, but you're an exception. Thank you for helping me, and it seems you didn't give me away.

"Smooth-talking," Shiori Kisaragi muttered, her tone neither too harsh nor too mild.

"I'm telling the truth," Kirihara Akira said.

Kisaragi Shiori looked at him and suddenly shook her head.

She could tell that there was something going on with this child, but she didn't want to pursue it any further.

She said, "Don't do these dangerous things anymore. If you need anything, just come to me."

Kirihara Akira caught her pity and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's not appropriate for an undercover police officer to say that."

"You're even thinking about me now, you little devil." Shiori Kisaragi shook her head and said, "It won't be like that for long. My identity has been exposed, and I will report to the bureau tomorrow and apply for a transfer from this position."

Kirihara Akira didn't speak, she just looked at her.

She hung her head, looking very frustrated. She said, "Actually, I'm partly responsible for how this task turned out. When this task was assigned to the first section, the section chief asked me if I could sing. Without thinking, I answered, 'I can sing a little bit.' I thought there would be some kind of assessment later to prove that I could handle the task, but there was nothing. There was nothing at all, and the task just fell into my lap in a daze."

Actually, halfway through, I still had room to back out. If I had explained things clearly from the beginning, the higher-ups wouldn't have made things too difficult for me. But I didn't say anything.

Kirihara Akira listened quietly, then suddenly smiled and said, "Section 1, you mean the First Investigation Division? Elite indeed."

"Yes, this is a world full of elites, a world that belongs to men." Shiori Kisaragi said with a somewhat dejected expression, "In this world, I, as an exception, can hardly move an inch, because I am not a man."

Kirihara Akira realized that he finally understood why Kisaragi Shiori was in this position, and said, "You need this opportunity."

"Yes, I need to make a contribution so I can climb the ranks," Shiori Kisaragi said. "When I go back this time, I'll probably get punished. Forget about getting promoted, I'll be lucky if I'm not transferred out of the department."

Kirihara Akira hit the nail on the head: "Then you shouldn't have written that report, or at least you shouldn't have written it too clearly. At this point, unless you take the initiative to say it, no one will know what's going on with you."

"Even if you climb the ladder, you can't lose your conscience." Shiori Kisaragi looked at him and said seriously, "Writing this report is also a way of setting an example for you, to make you understand this principle: a person has to act according to their conscience when living in this world."

"If I conceal this matter today for my own future, and problems arise in the future, those innocent people who die because of it will be as if I killed them."

"Every lie we tell incurs a debt to the truth, a debt that must be repaid sooner or later." (Note*)

Shiori Kisaragi possesses a strong sense of righteousness that truly makes her police badge shine.

Impartiality is key; wrong is wrong, and right is right.

Akira Kirihara genuinely admired such a person.

After a brief silence, Kirihara Akira suddenly said, "Want to go shopping?"

"?" Kisaragi Shiori was momentarily stunned, completely caught off guard by Kirihara Akira's train of thought, not understanding how the topic had jumped to this: "Shopping?"

"Let's go shopping," Kirihara Akira repeated. "Let's buy clothes."

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Ginza.

As soon as she stepped into the mall, Shiori Kisaragi's expression changed.

She said, "Actually, I know a shop in the shopping street that has a wide variety of products and fashionable styles. I go there often, and the shop owner is a very kind old lady."

"What the heck?" Kirihara Akira glanced at her and said, "No wonder you're dressed so...old-fashioned."

"Where is this old-fashioned? You're being so mean!" Kisaragi Shiori exclaimed, panting.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for your whole outfit today," Kirihara Akira said. "Although Mrs. Mori doesn't really treat me like family, she's very generous. I get 100,000 yen a month in allowance."

With just one sentence, Shiori Kisaragi was defeated.

She couldn't help but recall that when she first graduated from police academy and started working, her monthly salary was only 180,000 to 190,000 yuan.

Kirihara Akira took her to one of the most luxurious shopping malls in Tokyo for half a day, and finally they found a store that looked good to them.

Then he personally designed an outfit for Shiori Kisaragi.

Kisaragi Shiori's natural beauty is truly exceptional. Kirihara Akatsuki always criticizes her for being unsophisticated, but in reality, she is flawless. Unless she deliberately tries to look ugly, it's hard for any outfit to conceal her innate beauty.

He grew his hair out specifically for his undercover work. His long, flowing black hair, which could reach his shoulders, looked casual and loose, but in reality, it was neatly arranged behind his head, smooth and shiny.

Her figure was extremely well-proportioned. The white cropped tank top accentuated her slender waist, making it seem as if it could be encircled by a single hand. The fabric, which was not thin to begin with, was stretched into an exaggerated curve by her ample bosom. Paired with blue jeans, her two incredibly bouncy and tender legs were dazzling to the eye.

Her alluringly voluptuous figure was concealed by a sheer chiffon sun-protective garment, but it was merely a futile attempt to hide her voluptuousness.

When she pulled back the curtain of the fitting room, Shiori Kisaragi's face turned so red it looked like apple juice could drip from it.

She snapped, "What kind of clothes did you pick out for me?"

Kirihara Akira had to admit that he was truly dazzled by the person in front of him.

He coughed awkwardly twice and said, "I picked out normal clothes, who would have thought they would look like this on you."

"You little bastard, you're definitely up to no good! I'm calling the police to arrest you right now!" Shiori Kisaragi cursed, then pulled the curtain shut.

Ah, the fleeting beauty... Kirihara Akatsuki's heart was filled with regret.

A thin curtain separated two worlds, and the shop, which had few customers, was filled with only the soft rustling sounds.

After a moment of silence, Shiori Kisaragi said through the curtain, "It doesn't matter if it's tacky or not, anyway, I won't have to worry about the style of a 'musician' anymore."