The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

After taking a whip kick, Kirihara Akira finally figured out his opponent's fighting style.

Such agility and speed, such physical flexibility, are difficult for men to achieve.

It's possible that someone has extraordinary talent, and this guy might be a specially trained man, but Kirihara Akira knows that the other party can't be a man because when "he" stepped onto her hand just now, her hand... didn't touch anything.

"He" is actually a woman, and most likely a young woman.

She lacked strength, but her hand skills were exquisite, yet she showed no murderous intent, indicating that Kirihara Akatsuki had misjudged her from the beginning; she was probably not a professional assassin kept by someone.

Which side are they on? Kirihara Akiko wondered.

However, he never had the chance to investigate further.

As the sirens drew closer, the battle came to an end, and the two men, with perfect understanding, ran off in opposite directions, disengaging from the battlefield.

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If we had to say who won this battle, Kirihara Akira would be the winner. After all, he didn't necessarily want to prove himself in a life-or-death struggle. He successfully bought Hino Harufumi time to escape. As long as the yakuza didn't die on the way, he would have achieved his goal.

When he got out onto the street, he found the situation was not very optimistic.

The police had already set up a cordon around the area and were closing in step by step. He could take off his disguise as before, but for a high school student to appear in this place at this time, completely soaked, was already quite problematic.

Simply exposing him to the police or the Mori family wouldn't be a big problem, but the underworld must have infiltrated the police's intelligence. His sudden appearance in this place would arouse suspicion from everyone, especially since he had fought with that assassin. Regardless of which side the assassin belonged to or who was behind him, everyone would think that Kirihara Akira was extremely suspicious.

The encirclement is closing in step by step... What to do? Between two evils, choose the lesser. Let's take off these clothes first.

Kirihara Akira tugged at the collar of her raincoat, just as she was about to make a move, when her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

I used my sleeve to shield my phone from the rain and saw that the sender was... Asahi Kasano.

Without further hesitation, Kirihara Akira took off her clothes and walked outside.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, a black car was parked not far away.

"That's really reliable, Miss Maid." Kirihara Akira stuffed the clothes into her bag, casually tossed them into the trash can, and then put the stuffing she used to fill her body and make herself look taller and stronger into another bag, disguising it as household waste, and threw it into another trash can next to her.

After doing all that, he got into the car.

Almost immediately after he got into the car, the police approached.

It was clear that the two policemen recognized the license plate of the luxury car and knew what an important person was inside. After hesitating for a moment, they seemed to say something on the walkie-talkie before finally deciding to go up and question the person.

As they approached, Kawasaki, in the driver's seat, got out of the car, holding an umbrella, and asked preemptively, "Gentlemen, is there a problem?"

The more experienced officer said apologetically, "There was just a shooting in this area. We are investigating the perpetrator. It's our duty. Please forgive us."

The old butler frowned and said, "Do you know whose carriage this is?"

"Is the lady in the car?" the policeman asked cautiously.

"I have no obligation to answer any of your questions," Kawasaki said. "I didn't want to disturb the important people in the car, so I got out to talk. I don't care what case you're investigating—a shooting, a murderer—but if it involves someone important, it's hardly proper, is it?"

The two policemen exchanged a glance in the rain, both able to see the embarrassment and awkwardness in each other's eyes.

In fact, they didn't believe at all that the Sen family's benefactor was related to the case; it was just an order from above.

One of them took a few steps back, covered his ears, and seemed to be asking his superior a question through his earpiece.

After a brief standoff, the man returned. Despite being in the rain, he wore an expression of agony, as if he were being roasted over a fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "We cannot disobey orders. We were merely following orders. We apologize for the inconvenience."

"You'd better think this through," Kawasaki said coldly.

Just as a dispute was about to break out, the VIP in the back seat finally rolled down the car window and said gently, "Don't make things too difficult for the two of you. We haven't done anything shameful. Please ask them to come over."

Upon seeing the distinguished person's face, the seasoned policeman quickly approached and said, "So it's Miss."

Mori Shizue said gently, "Would you like me to open the trunk for you two to check?"

"You're joking. We wouldn't be so rude," the seasoned policeman said humbly. "It's just that our superiors instructed us to make sure to check the surrounding vehicles for any suspicious individuals hiding there. Of course, that doesn't mean you are a suspicious person..."

"I understand what you mean," Mori Shizue said, lowering the car window even further so they could see Kirihara Akira sitting next to her.

The seasoned police officer visibly paused for a moment, then carefully chose his words before asking, "And who is this person next to you?"

"He's a suspicious person," Mori Shizue said with a light laugh, covering her mouth.

The seasoned policeman chuckled awkwardly twice, carefully examining Kirihara Akira, who returned his smile.

The relationship between Kirihara Akira and the Mori family is still a secret at this stage, so it's normal that he doesn't recognize Kirihara Akira.

He noticed water stains on Kirihara Akira's shoulder and asked indirectly, "How could you be so careless on a rainy day? Be careful not to catch a cold."

"Thank you for your concern," Mori Shizue said calmly. "He forgot that it's my birthday in a few days, so I made him stand in the rain for a while as punishment."

"Well……"

Seeing the police officer's bewildered expression, Kirihara Akira almost lost her composure.

He hadn't realized before that Mori Shizue was spouting a whole bunch of lies.

The experienced police officer checked the car again, then moved his head out and said, "That's about it for the routine check. Please don't misunderstand, this is absolutely not a deliberate attempt to target us at anyone's behest."

Mori Shizue smiled but didn't say anything.

Finally, he asked, "By the way, may I ask, what are you two doing out here so late at night, in such a downpour?"

Even someone as good-natured as Mori Shizue's expression darkened at this moment, and she asked with a half-smile, "Can't you tell?"

The policeman shook his head.

"We were on a date," Mori Shizue said. "We were on a date near the shopping district after school when we got caught in a downpour, so we had to have Kawasaki pick us up to go home. Is that explanation satisfactory?"

The policeman shuddered and said, "It's my fault for being nosy. I'll be leaving now."

Mori Shizue smiled and said, "My relationship with him is a secret. Kawasaki will keep it a secret for me. If the secret is leaked, it will only be you, Officer, who will tell."

The policeman smiled, not daring to say another word, and left with his partner.

Watching him drive away, Mori Shizue closed the car window. Kirihara Akira, who was next to her, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Your statement is sure to cause a scandal."