Chapter 551

PS：Today I have something to attend to outside, so I decided to make it a double-length chapter that everyone loves!

The Special Mission Unit started with an annual budget of 80 million yen, and now the annual budget has reached as high as 500 million yen, with comprehensive benefits. When a major malicious case requires the formation of a special investigation headquarters, the Special Mission Unit does not crowd into the same space with the special investigation headquarters police; instead, the Metropolitan Police Department books several suites at nearby cooperative hotels such as Toyoko Inn and APA Hotel for the Special Mission Unit to rest, and these high-end hotels, due to the Special Mission Unit's rich connections and special nature, often willingly offer very low prices.

All meals for the Special Mission Unit are specially provided, with a daily food budget per person reaching as high as 8000 yen.

Likewise, as the core brain of the Special Mission Unit, Uesugi Muneyuki, even when participating in investigations, cannot possibly fight on the front lines 24 hours a day like other police officers who are mere beasts of burden; if a major case arises, he may work busily for over ten hours, after which he must rest, and then Uesugi Muneyuki's schedule will follow that of a typical Japanese white-collar worker: working three hours in the morning, returning to the hotel to rest at noon, working three hours in the afternoon, and then spending a while at the special investigation headquarters in the evening; if there is nothing particularly noteworthy, he will go back to rest.

As for other matters, they are entirely handled by the other members of the Special Mission Unit, who act as translators and filters between Uesugi Muneyuki and the frontline investigators, responsible for organizing and screening the various information and intelligence gathered by frontline detectives to extract valuable content, thereby reducing Uesugi Muneyuki's burden and preventing him from wasting time on various tasks and reading reports.

Communication with Uesugi Muneyuki is directly handled by Watanabe Minami and Okada Masayoshi; the Metropolitan Police Department will not and cannot apply equivalent pressure by saying, "We police can work 18 hours a day—why can't the Uesugi Chief?" On the contrary, they prefer to ensure that this "Legendary Forensic Doctor" can continuously, stably, efficiently equip, act, perfectly, Wind Fury, Disturb Demon, Deadly Poison, Holy Shield, Ambush, Bloodsucking, Prolong System… in short, output key value for solving cases.

Even so, Uesugi Muneyuki is still exhausted enough to be sharp-tongued, because the entire Tokyo Metropolis and even the Kanto region, whenever a case involves a corpse, the police organization's first reaction is to find him, so he needs sufficient rest all the more.

Ishihara Mikoto, as Uesugi Muneyuki's assistant, naturally enjoys all matching benefits; she is not only the object of envy, jealousy, and hatred for everyone at Tokyo University, but also the object of envy, jealousy, and hatred for the Metropolitan Police Department and countless working women, but only she herself knows that this money is not easy to earn at all; the Forensic Beauty feels that since returning to Uesugi Muneyuki's side, her life, brain, and body have already been filled by him; forensic work is extremely laborious, and Uesugi's Tokyo University studies require a large part of her help and responsibility, and then her private life, whenever she has a little time, will be filled by this former student of hers in various poses.

But isn't this exactly what I want? A fulfilling life, career progress, workplace stability, and bodily satisfaction…

Ishihara Mikoto always feels fortunate about her decision; at least she is no longer lonely now, and indeed overly fulfilled, her whole self has become shaped like Uesugi.

But now it is like this—will the future also be like this?

Ishihara Mikoto took a shower to wash off the sweat and burnt smell from her busy day, as well as the large amount of disinfectant vapor from the corpse autopsy, she wiped her hair and stood quietly in front of the mirror.

She is also already 32 years old this year; it can be said that she feels the anxiety brought by the passage of youth and the increase of years more than anyone else, although her skin remains lustrous and delicate, although her body remains youthful and beautiful, but who knows what will happen afterward?

Mikoto has always been a woman with a strong sense of crisis, and what is most fatal is that she is still studying medicine!

She clearly knows that male fertility begins to decline at age 35, while female fertility starts to gradually decline from age 27; by age 35, men's testosterone levels drop by 1% each year, and the rate of sperm abnormalities also increases, with vitality decreasing further; likewise, women are the same.

Uesugi Muneyuki will marry Watanabe Minami at the end of this year; what will happen in the future is really hard to say… Watanabe Minami can currently tolerate herself, but will she still be able to tolerate herself in the future? My own level is certainly outstanding, but are there even fewer people willing to be Uesugi Muneyuki's forensic assistant, let alone beautiful female medical students?

Give him a child!

Ishihara Mikoto bit her own slightly thick, sexy lips with her white pearly teeth, looking at her body in the glass mirror that still appeared youthful, lovely, gorgeous, and splendid; that thought grew stronger and stronger!

I don't need to raise, don't need to teach, and won't affect my career and workplace! That old thing has already promised me!

Yes, give him a child; with Uesugi Muneyuki being so stubborn and relatively traditional in personality… when I first disappeared, he chased after me for so many years, and after having a child with him, will he still abandon us mother and daughter? By then, the pressure from Watanabe Minami's side will be handed over to him to bear! I can then beautifully hide myself.

Hide!

Ishihara Mikoto calculated in her heart, and on her sly, enchanting face appeared a captivating smile.

Sorry, Muneyuki, but sister, I've tied myself to you for the rest of this life!

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When Ikeda Erena was lured to the suite by Watanabe Minami under the pretense of "a special surprise for Uesugi Muneyuki," what she saw were two sets of neatly hung uniforms on hangers, highly symbolic in meaning—the standard female police uniform of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

A dark blue suit jacket with shining shoulder buttons and buttons, a white shirt, and… two tube skirts of vastly different lengths in dark blue.

"This is…?" Ikeda Erena blinked her mixed-race big eyes, somewhat dazed, yet with a faint expectation: "You brought them?"

Watanabe Minami's face bore a smile utterly different from her usual pure innocence, mixed with pride and allure, as she picked up the tube skirt that reached the knees, relatively normal in length, and held it against herself: "Uesugi Muneyuki has worked very hard today, having conducted investigations continuously for over ten hours, Erena-chan~ shouldn't we reward him a little?"

Watanabe Minami spoke in a lighthearted tone, as if discussing an interesting game.

Then she picked up another skirt—this one had a shockingly short hem, barely covering the hip line, an ultra-short tube skirt, and handed it to Ikeda Erena: "This one was specially prepared for you, Erena-chan, by this Odaiba Palace, after all… to maximally display your 'strengths' pinch~"

Ikeda Erena took the skirt so short it made her face flush, her face instantly turning red: "This, this is way too short! How am I supposed to wear it……"

She instinctively felt ashamed.

"It's fine," Watanabe Minami leaned in, her voice tinged with enchantment: "Anyway… only Uesugi Muneyuki can see it. And look at this! This this!"

Watanabe Minami picked up the two unopened exquisite boxes beside her, opened them, and inside were two pairs of extremely luxurious and gorgeous black Baroque brocade pantyhose.

The stockings were not ordinary pure black; deeper black silk threads were woven into intricate, curling vines and rose patterns, which appeared and disappeared under the light, full of retro luxury and mysterious sensuality, with extremely high skin-showing degree, almost allowing one to imagine the leg luster they would outline when worn.

"Paired with our 'solemn' uniform, isn't it more fun? Uesugi Muneyuki-sama loves this kind of contrast." Watanabe Minami added meaningfully: "And… rules… you know what I mean!"

Ikeda Erena gazed at the gorgeous brocade stockings, then looked at the ridiculously short skirt in her hands, thinking of Uesugi Muneyuki's preferences and his hard efforts today, a mixture of immense shame and secret excitement gripped her.

Under Watanabe Minami's half-encouraging, half-coercing gaze, she finally blushed and accepted all the clothing.

When the two had finished changing and stood before the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, what appeared were two kinds of flavor, vastly different yet equally deadly temptations.

Watanabe Minami is petite; wearing the relatively standard police uniform on her, it instead produced a strange, chaste cute feeling, like a cute female police officer walking out of an anime.

The dark blue suit jacket outlined her slender waist, and beneath the knee-length tube skirt were her beautiful legs wrapped in the gorgeous black Baroque brocade pantyhose, the intricate pattern of the stockings forming a strong visual impact against her pure face, as if purity were entwined by sinful patterns.

Beneath her delicate, well-proportioned stocking-clad legs was a pair of the same style as before: Christian Louboutin red thin-heeled side-open high heels, the bright red sole contrasting with her all-dark uniform to form a dazzling focal point; her face bore an almost innocent yet mixed-with-arrogant-color wanton smile, deliberately lifting her not particularly full chest, as if displaying a trophy that contradicted her temperament yet perfectly matched it.

The sensation of the connected-trouser brocade stockings directly wrapping her skin, for her, was no longer mere shame, but carried a sense of belonging-like reassurance and showing off.

Ikeda Erena, on the other hand, presented a completely different scene.

That police uniform worn on her前凸后翹 figure, the suit jacket was stretched tight by her full chest, the buttons seeming ready to burst open at any moment; and that ultra-short tube skirt could hardly fully cover her perky buttocks, so that whenever she moved slightly, the skirt hem would shrink upward, dangerously hovering at the base of her legs, almost completely exposing those legs wearing the same black Baroque brocade连裤丝袜, which were astonishingly long.

The gorgeous pattern of the stockings spread along her perfect leg shape, adding a touch of enchantment; she likewise wore the red side-open high heels, but her stance was far less "upright" than Watanabe Minami's; she uneasily, instinctively used her hands to try to pull down that pitifully short skirt hem, her cheeks flushed, her eyes darting, her mixed-race face full of bewildered shyness and a sensuality that could not be concealed due to her overly alluring figure.

With every tiny movement, she could feel the intense coolness of the stocking material directly rubbing against her lower body, and the sense of concealment producing a racing-heart shyness.

This outfit made her want to die from shame, but thinking that it was only worn for Uesugi Muneyuki to see, deep inside she strangely rose a faint, distorted comfort that she could barely accept.

Anyway, it's not the first time… they often play this kind of game.

Thus, as the door of the suite was pushed open, when one tall and one short black-stockinged female police officer stood before Uesugi Muneyuki, his gaze, like a precise scanner, instantly took in these two magnificent sights.

The corner of his mouth satisfiedly curled up, especially when seeing Ikeda Erena in that outfit nearly indistinguishable from erotic wear and her embarrassed, hard-to-bear expression, the pleasure in his eyes reached its peak.

"Perfectly perfect." His low voice sounded in the quiet room, like the announcement opening a feast.

"I knew you'd like it!" Watanabe Minami immediately sprang forward like a rewarded pet, stepping with stocking-wrapped feet and red-soled high heels, happily approaching him, actively leaning into his embrace, raising her face for a kiss, and using her eyes to signal Ikeda Erena.

Consort Ikeda, hurry! When has this lord ever lacked you?

Ikeda Erena was still hesitating and shy, but Uesugi Muneyuki had already extended his hand toward her; under his gaze, Consort Ikeda finally overcame her shame and stepped forward. However, those extremely high red-soled high heels and the ridiculously short skirt made her walk each step with extreme caution, yet inevitably swaying, the hem of the ultra-short skirt trembling slightly with her steps, constantly flirting with the edge of exposure, causing the blush on her face to spread all the way to her earlobes.

When she finally also approached, Uesugi Muneyuki embraced Watanabe Minami with one arm and, with the other, unceremoniously wrapped his arm around the waist of the tall beauty!

"Ah!" Ikeda Erena cried out, her body instantly stiffening.

Uesugi Muneyuki's palm directly felt the long, straight, slender legs tightly wrapped in the gorgeous black brocade stockings, his fingertips even able to feel the skin's elasticity and temperature through the extremely thin stockings.

"It seems… today is still the same?" Uesugi Muneyuki's fingers slid across the smooth surface of the stockings, occasionally deliberately hooking the lace edge of the stocking hem, or lingering on the brocade pattern, feeling the faint tremor of the skin beneath the fabric.

Watanabe Minami watched from the side, not only not jealous, but instead revealed a "look, just like this" kind of, nearly proud smile. She also actively reached out and took Uesugi Muneyuki's other hand.

"Uesugi Muneyuki-sama, please... please interrogate us two disobedient female officers as you wish." Minami said softly: "Today, thank you for your hard work. From now on, we'll still need your help a lot!"

Uesugi Muneyuki chuckled, and Eirina also gave Minami an embarrassed glare, thinking, I knew it, you sold me out again!

Mmm... I'm still a bit addicted! Eirina blushed, burying her face in Uesugi Muneyuki's chest, not saying a word.

"Father... Director General, this time the pressure is too great." Minami spoke softly, her voice carrying a daughter's concern for her father: "Akimoto Daijin won't let this go easily, the people are watching, and those above are also applying pressure. Again, we'll have to rely on you, Muneyuki!"

"Then... I won't hold back!" Uesugi Muneyuki gave a low chuckle, no longer being polite.

The midsummer night is truly the most beautiful dream!

————I am no longer being polite and the following omitted divider line————

At the moment Uesugi Muneyuki was enjoying a moment of relaxation, Metropolitan Police Department, Underground Secret Facility, Interrogation Room.

In the cramped interrogation room, the air was thick and heavy. Behind the one-way mirror, several pairs of eyes stared intently at everything inside the room. Before the interrogation table sat two officers with vastly different styles.

On the left was Ren Kashiwagi, Police Inspector, Chief of Section 3; on the right was Kenichi Itami, Assistant Police Inspector, Chief of Section 5.

Opposite them sat Kumiko Ishihara, her hands cuffed to the table surface. She wore a gray detention uniform, her face pallid, but the eyes that burned within her no longer held yesterday's madness, but rather a hollow mixture of fatigue, anger, and utter liberation.

"Kumiko Ishihara," Chief Kashiwagi spoke first, his voice steady and lacking inflection, as if reading a report: "Regarding your attempt to detonate the bomb on Shōta Akimoto's person, we have already obtained solid evidence. Now, we need you to detail the entire plan's progression, starting from the kidnapping."

Kumiko Ishihara let out a scornful laugh, laden with deep self-mockery: "Plan? Progression? Chief Kashiwagi, you overestimate me. I am merely a revenge pawn in their hands, a pawn you and this corrupt system have forged with your own hands!"

Her voice suddenly rose, carrying long-suppressed anger: "You want to know why I did this? Fine! I'll tell you!"

She suddenly lifted her head, her gaze like a blade sweeping over the two officers, finally fixing on the one-way mirror, as if she could see the higher-level figures behind it.

"Last year, I handled Shōta Akimoto's case, but the outcome was insufficient evidence..."

"What?"

(Chapter End)