Not Bad (Continued)

"You are not being honest."

The two walked and talked until they stopped at the third private room on the left. Fushimi Makoto kicked the door open.

With a loud bang, the seemingly sturdy door shook a few times before slamming heavily onto the floor.

Haruno's beautiful eyes lit up. Was she finally going to show me that extraordinary power?

Then she heard Fushimi Makoto mutter, "He used too much force; he didn't control it well."

Haruno: "???"

This was of course just a joke. With Fushimi Makoto's current mastery of the details of his body, controlling his power was the most basic thing.

The noise of the door being kicked down startled the guests in the private room. As they jumped up in surprise, Fushimi Makoto and Haruno also got a clear look at the scene inside the room.

There were four people in total, three men and one woman. The men all looked very young. The woman had collapsed on the sofa, seemingly not fully conscious, and was softly murmuring, "I want to go home, please take me home..."

On the coffee table in the private room were various brands of alcoholic beverages, as well as a packet of powder that looked suspicious.

Before the three could react, Haruno took a deep breath, her eyes showing a mixture of tension and excitement.

This was the first time she had ever seen such a scene.

It's novel, exciting, and exhilarating to be there.

"We've arrived just in time," Fushimi Makoto's voice rang in her ear.

Haruno possessed exceptional mental fortitude, instantly adjusting her emotions and her mind racing. "You mean the woman lying on the sofa?"

"Yes, she was forcibly dragged up here by this group of people. It looks like she was drugged." Fushimi Makoto had already sensed everything.

"Wait, who are you?"

The three men in the private room finally came to their senses. Having drunk quite a bit, they were somewhat agitated, and their voices rose as they spoke, "What are you all talking about? Do I know you?"

"We didn't know each other before, but we will from now on." Fushimi Makoto picked up the plastic bag from the ground and shook it.

Then, to the astonishment of the three men, he handed them a plastic bag. "Please cooperate and put all the stolen goods into this bag."

"Are you a police officer?" The three men's expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively backed away.

"Are you serious about backing away?" Fushimi Makoto another step forward.

"Damn it, so what if you're a cop?" One of the young men, perhaps under the influence of alcohol, pulled a folding knife from his pants pocket with a ferocious expression.

But just as he raised the knife in his hand, he suddenly felt Ichika in his vision, and his folding knife disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the folding knife already inside the plastic bag in Fushimi Makoto's hand.

"Ha?"

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating from being drunk.

"Thanks for your cooperation. Now, please take a nap, since you seem a bit disobedient." Fushimi Makoto grabbed the plastic bag and threw a punch at him.

The young man collapsed to the ground and immediately fell into a deep, infant-like sleep.

The remaining two instantly sobered up, trembling and not daring to utter a sound.

Fushimi Makoto ignored them and turned to Haruno, asking, "How was it feeling to be at the crime scene?"

"Not bad," Haruno replied with a happy smile.

She was also a little surprised; fighting crime was such a stress reliever...

Five minutes later.

One person was "sleeping" in the private room, while the other two knelt on the ground with their hands raised. Fushimi Makoto had cleaned up the mess on the coffee table, and Haruno had taken the woman to the restroom.

A moment later, Haruno helped the woman out. "She's still not quite conscious, but I've pieced together the story from what I've heard and guessed. She knows some of those three people. She was tricked into coming here by her friend, and by the time she tried to leave, it was too late."

Fushimi Makoto nodded, then raised his hand and slapped the kneeling young man across the face. "This is illegal, don't you know that?"

The man, with his right cheek swollen and red, was too frightened to speak.

"Did you call the police?" Haruno ignored the two terrified young men.

"Well, the police should be here soon..." Fushimi Makoto said, then suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?" Haruno asked quickly.

"Someone's getting here before the police. We need to have a friendly talk with them first." Fushimi Makoto turned to look at the door.

Haruno also looked over, and with a series of hurried footsteps, a group of men in suits appeared at the door.

The man walking at the front looked to be in his fifties, with some gray hair at his temples and on his head. He wore glasses and appeared to be a refined gentleman.

Haruno immediately leaned Fushimi Makoto's ear and whispered, "I've seen this man before, at a banquet some time ago, but I don't know him well."

Fushimi Makoto nodded and asked the middle-aged man, "Are you the owner here?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man's gaze swept quickly around the private room. He raised his hand to stop the bodyguard who wanted to enter, and a friendly smile appeared on his face, "Fushimi Makoto, and Miss Yukinoshita Family, what are you doing?"

"Shall we talk here, or somewhere else?" Fushimi Makoto countered.

"Let's find another place then. This isn't a suitable place to talk." The other person maintained their smile and walked out first. "Oh, right, how rude of me, I completely forgot to introduce myself. My name is Itsuki Hiroya, and I'm the owner here. I also own several other shops around here."

Fushimi Makoto remained silent.

Haruno helped the unconscious woman catch up, and the group went to an empty private room.

The man named Yi Yue dismissed his bodyguards, leaving only an extremely tall man behind.

"What's wrong with that young lady? Does she need my help?" Yi Yue's gaze fell on the unconscious woman.

"No need, her condition is much better now." Fushimi Makoto had just checked with his senses.

Yi Yue nodded, then asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Fushimi Makoto refused again.

Yi Yue then smiled and said, "Alright, then please explain your purpose for coming. After all, one of you is an internet celebrity, and the other is the young lady of the Yukinoshita Family, so I am quite concerned about that."

"You can think of it as us having nothing better to do, so we came here to fight crime." Fushimi Makoto pointed to the woman next to Haruno.

"Fushimi-kun, you're joking. My shop is a legitimate business."

"Indeed, the business is legitimate, but the people involved aren't so righteous."

A faint smell of gunpowder suddenly appeared in the air.

Yi Yue remained calm. "Did you call the police?"

"I've reported it." This time it was Haruno who answered, a polite smile on her beautiful face, "I'll ask Mr. Yi Yue to cooperate later, so that we can convict those three men."

Yi Yue seemed surprised, and his tone became a little strange. "You guys really come here to fight criminals because you have nothing better to do?"

"It'll help relieve stress." Haruno sat down next to Fushimi Makoto, affectionately linking his arm with his, feeling incredibly safe.

Therefore, she added, "I'm very sorry to have disturbed your business, but the pressure I've been under has indeed subsided a lot."

Yi Yue remained silent for a while, her gaze becoming less polite.

He didn't care about the life or death of the three troublesome young men, but the Fushimi Makoto and his companion had suddenly come to his shop to cause trouble and even called the police, asking him to cooperate, made him feel very embarrassed.

However, he didn't want to break off relations for the time being. Fushimi Makoto's reputation meant nothing to him, but he couldn't help but care about Haruno's identity.

He had at least heard that the Yukinoshita Family was originally just a small force in Chiba, but its strength had increased rapidly in just a few months. Not only did they have close ties with the Sawamura Family and the Nakano Family, but their own businesses were also growing bigger and bigger. Even many members of parliament were actively trying to befriend the Yukinoshita Family.

Yi Yue didn't believe there wasn't some expert guiding her or support from other forces behind this.

But he didn't want to lose face for no reason, so he immediately said, "How about this, you can spend whatever you want here today, I'll pay. As for the police, just cooperate with me and get them to leave."

"What about those three young men who broke the law?" Haruno asked.

Izuki frowned and said, "Miss Yukinoshita, are you really going to neglect your own business and instead arrest three people who are unrelated to you?"

"Because I want to be happy," Haruno said, a rather willful statement.

Then she winked playfully at Fushimi Makoto: "Is it okay for me to say it like this?"

"Not bad," Fushimi Makoto replied, using her earlier words as his answer.

"Are you really going to ruin things with me over something so trivial?" Yi Yue narrowed her eyes, finally losing her temper.

The tall man behind him also took a step forward.

Fushimi Makoto suddenly asked, "Are we going to use guns? But it's been a while since I've seen a gun."

He did get to handle quite a few firearms during that Time Loop.

Although guns aren't officially banned here, if you dare to pull out a gun in public, you'll be in big trouble.

The atmosphere in the private room changed again at the moment Fushimi Makoto said those words.

Both Izuki and Fushimi were taken aback, clearly not expecting that Fushimi Makoto knew they had guns.

Haruno's smile faded, and she subconsciously glanced at Fushimi Makoto, who waved his hand at her, saying, "Don't be nervous."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly stood up and rushed over, his speed as astonishing, like a cheetah delivering a fatal blow to its prey.

The tall bodyguard only had time to show a surprised expression before he felt his clothes being turned over, and the Glock hidden inside his suit disappeared.

The next second, Fushimi Makoto returned to his seat.

The guns were pointed at Yi Yue and her companion.

Haruno was dumbfounded; she hadn't even seen what had just happened.

The two people opposite them were the same.

But now the gun is pointed at him, and Fushimi Makoto is holding the gun, he clearly doesn't seem like a novice.

Yi Yue's face finally turned angry. "You dare to shoot?"

Bang!

Gunshots rang out, and the tableware on the coffee table shattered with a crash, sending drinks and shards of glass flying everywhere.

Both Yi Yue and the other person visibly trembled.

Haruno was also startled and instinctively Fushimi Makoto's arms.

"Do you think the gun is faster, or you guys, within seven steps?" Fushimi Makoto adjusted the muzzle of his gun, this time aiming it at Izuki's forehead.

The atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.

Haruno clutched her chest, her heart pounding so hard that her face flushed an unnatural red from excessive excitement.

She raised her chin, her eyes fixed on the face that remained excessively calm from beginning to end, a look of intoxication involuntarily appearing in her eyes.

Because he wanted to relax, he casually mentioned cracking down on crime, and the man took it to heart, not only bringing him along but also doing whatever he wanted on someone else's turf.

She felt so safe that she couldn't help but bite her lip to suppress the flutter in her heart.

She felt incredibly safe, but the two people opposite her felt extremely insecure.

The bodyguard was indeed strong and tall enough, but he wasn't confident he could take a bullet for his boss.

Why risk your life for just a few hundred yuan a month?

Yi Yue's face turned pale, his lips trembled, but he didn't dare to say anything harsh.

"Want to bet? Bet whether your bodyguard's gun is loaded?" Fushimi Makoto asked, seemingly out of concern.

Yi Yue remained silent, her face growing even paler.

Haruno's eyes trembled slightly as she Fushimi Makoto and felt an inexplicable urge to hug him tightly and then take him down.

Finally, the middle-aged man opposite him gritted his teeth and said, "When the police arrive, I will cooperate with them to hand over the criminal."

"And this woman who's not fully conscious, please take her home as well," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Can."

"Thanks."

Fushimi Makoto politely thanked him, placed the gun on the coffee table, and pulled Haruno up to leave.

Yi Yue and the other glanced at the pistol, but didn't have the courage to take it.

They still don't understand how Fushimi Makoto managed to seize the gun.

Fushimi Makoto walked to the door, looked at Haruno, and asked, "Are you happy now?"

"Hmm." Haruno rarely showed a lovesick expression, but quickly recovered and nodded with a smile, "Happy."

"Didn't you just say you wanted me to demonstrate?"