Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner-Chapter 327 - 248: Match and Eliminate

Rabbit: "The Fool"

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Fushimi Roku stared at the card in his hand, lost in thought.

After Minamoto Tamako and the others disappeared, he didn’t call the number on the Black Card right away but tried to contact Kujo Yua, who coincidentally was out on fieldwork, with no set return time.

Roku initially intended to report the case and use the Police Department’s strength to find them, but before he stepped into the police station, he received an anonymous warning call, saying not to contact the police, or Minamoto Tamako and others’ safety couldn’t be assured.

"They are waiting for you in the New World."

With those words, the caller hung up.

Roku stood in silence for a long while, choosing not to call back immediately but rather heading to a convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Breaking his no-smoking rule, he stood on the streets of Sugamo, taking a deep drag of the cigarette.

Subsequently, Roku made several calls to Sazaki Gen and others.

After stubbing out the cigarette, he took out the Black Card to contact the Aum Truth Sect.

The appointed representative met him at the Harbor Pier, wearing a mascot costume, used a metal detector to search him, confirming Roku carried no weapons, and then instructed him to put on a sack.

Complying, continued as expected, he was pricked with a tranquilizer.

Uncertain how much time had passed, Roku slowly awakened in a dim and cramped room, wearing a hood over his head, finding himself at a long table, with no doors or windows in sight, accompanied by four other individuals of varying attire.

His eyes first caught the girl wearing a rabbit hood, donned in pajamas featuring a Lion King motif, and fuzzy slippers, standing there looking somewhat bewildered.

Suddenly, a broadcast began, playing "Om Truth Light," causing the people to gradually awaken, looking at each other without speaking a word.

As the music finished, the broadcast started announcing the rules.

Upon hearing them, the realization struck Roku’s mind to compare it to Saw in an instant, and then Squid Game—the life-risking stakes of the game were highly reminiscent, prompting immense and involuntary contemplation.

To be safe, he decided to strike first by stealing others’ cards.

Pig-headed uncle was quite alert, immediately securing his card; Miss Rabbit was fortunate, unexpectedly making contact with Roku’s hand.

Seeing the situation leading to an outcry of accusation, Roku gently pressed his finger against his lips and softly whispered, "Shh... It’s me."

Upon hearing this, Miss Rabbit appeared excited but said nothing more, merely lowering her gaze to view her cards.

"Three minutes remaining," the broadcast sounded once more.

The Bull-headed man decided against partaking in the game, yelling out for himself, while others realized and began checking their cards, only for the Catwoman to exclaim when she found her cards missing, frantically searching everywhere.

In response, Roku approached, returned the stolen card, and whispered to her, "Be careful, Pig-headed uncle took your card."

"Thank you..." whispered Catwoman.

Her figure was alluring, dressed in a bustier and tight skirt, with much exposed skin, yet her face was obscured—she wore a helmet, and Roku couldn’t see her expression or where her gaze was directed.

Miss Rabbit, seemingly unaware of this occurrence, carefully studied her cards, nervously taking out the "Dog," signifying she wanted to pair with the "Dog," after saying so, she directly inserted the card into the card slot, exhaling heavily with relief.

Observing this, Roku also took out the "Rabbit," inserting it into the card slot, successfully pairing with Miss Rabbit.

Pig-headed uncle and Catwoman exchanged glances, inserting "Cat" and "Pig" respectively.

Only the Bull-headed man didn’t participate in the pairing.

The remaining two minutes felt exceptionally long, Miss Rabbit seemed hesitant to speak several times but ultimately said nothing.

Listening to the ticking sound internally, Roku began mentally counting down. As the moment approached, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "In fact, I came to the island for my daughter."

This statement instantly captured everyone’s attention. Roku emotionally elaborated that he has a seven-year-old daughter named Fushimi Sakurako, who suffers from congenital autism.

The most painful thing for himself and his wife was bringing their daughter into this world without providing her a healthy body—the organic disorder preventing her from experiencing love, friendship, or any social relationships, unable to play a meaningful role in others’ lives.

Upon learning that the "New World" could fulfill any wish, he and his wife sold everything to secure an admission ticket for their daughter... Regardless, he just wants to see his daughter get better.

When Roku relayed this personal narrative, he conveyed it with fervor and sincerity, his Lv7 Social Charm reaching its peak, deeply moving all listeners.

Just as he began describing the scene of his daughter attending kindergarten, a jarring broadcast interrupted his speech:

"Countdown ends."

"Pairs successful: Rabbit and Dog, Pig and Cat."

"Eliminated: Bull."

"Execution countdown: Thirty seconds."

"Please let the eliminated person designate another participant for ’matching; else no matching will occur."

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Upon hearing this, the Bull-headed man jumped down from the table: "Don’t you find it perplexing? You just obey whatever the broadcast tells you?"

Pig-headed uncle attempted to mediate: "Well, since we’re guests on the island, it’s best to follow the host’s rules..."

"I’ve been annoyed with you from the start," the Bull-headed man interrupted, "What I do is none of your business?"

Pig-headed uncle, embarrassed by the retort, began touting his seniority, claiming he was older and had the qualification to reprimand the younger, loud-mouthed generation.

Upon this, the Bull-headed man’s voice lowered as he stood atop the table, leaning forward to stare at Pig-headed uncle, his massive presence exuding a sense of intimidation:

"From the sound of it, it seems I ought to designate someone to take the fall, huh."

Pig-headed uncle crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair, feigning reluctance to back down: "The broadcast mentioned ’matching,’ do you know what it means? It could be to receive some prize... Guests are classed as honorable or less so, typically only honorable ones deserve hospitality, right?"

To this, Bull-headed man emitted a sardonic laugh.

"Uncle, you’re really fond of being stubborn, huh," he turned toward the chandelier and declared: "Then, I choose this pig-headed uncle! Hello—can you hear me? I choose this pig, headed, uncle—"

The broadcast came alive once more, querying: "Confirm to have the ’Pig’ match?"

"Correct!" Bull-headed man placed a hand on his waist.

No sooner had he spoken than everyone heard a faint buzzing sound, seemingly arising from beneath the floor.

Before they could lower their gazes, they heard a muffled bang as a metal pole shot up from Pig-headed uncle’s seat, piercing straight through from bottom to top.

Before anyone could respond, the metal pole emitted spiral blades, spinning on the spot at high speed, and within seconds, the uncle’s body exploded at the same spot, scattering fragments of bone and chunks of flesh, with gruesome blood splattering half of the white room walls.

Bull-headed man stood dumbfounded.

Swiftly, as if realizing something, he collapsed onto the wooden table.

Roku could clearly hear rhythmic ticking emanating from Bull-headed man’s helmet, the latter going into a panic while clutching his horns, trying to remove the helmet—but despite the veins on his arms bulging, the helmet remained firmly stuck around his neck.

A mere four or five seconds later, the ticking coalesced into one continuous sound, culminating with a ’beep,’ and Bull-headed man’s head burst like a watermelon, shooting toward the ceiling, staining the chandelier crimson.

Pop.

The headless corpse collapsed onto the table as the remaining three sat surrounding it, the pungent odor of blood diffusing through the air.

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