"Men are completely unimportant. Having alcohol to drink and money to gamble with, those are the most important things in life."
Thinking of something, Tsunade burst into laughter, drank the nutrient solution, then jumped into the bath barrel to absorb the medicinal properties of the herbs.
Andrew vaguely heard Tsunade's voice and could not help shaking his head. Lying back in his recliner, he continued pondering Ability. From time to time, gunshots and screams rang out beyond the window. Another quiet, peaceful night. Wonderful.
Half a month later, Ashley's mother, Samantha, arrived at her superior's office. Her superior got straight to the point. "Samantha, you're a new face. Not many people in Flushing have seen you in a police uniform.
"And you're very pretty. You don't look like a policewoman..."
Samantha said unhappily, "Sir, I don't think there's anything wrong with me. Whether in the small town or here, I've handled every matter well."
"Samantha, you've misunderstood. I'm not questioning your ability. On the contrary, I greatly admire it, which is why I'm planning to send you undercover."
Her superior smiled. Samantha's expression softened slightly, and she asked, "Undercover in a gang? Well, my temper isn't very good. I might not be suited for overly delicate work."
"Not in a gang, but in a Chinese restaurant."
Her superior turned on the projector, and a picture of a Chinese restaurant appeared on the screen. He introduced it, saying, "This Chinese restaurant opened a few months ago. I've heard the food is somewhat unusual, and the waitress inside often beats people up, so business isn't very good."
"The waitress beats people up? Is she really that vicious? No, why are we investigating a Chinese restaurant? Are we looking into cases of that waitress injuring people?"
Samantha complained. Her superior said, "With