Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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The last time she mustered up the courage to call the police, the police only asked a few simple questions and concluded that "there is currently no direct danger to her personal safety."

Since there is "no danger," there is naturally no need to deploy police resources for an in-depth investigation.

Police need to prioritize handling more serious and urgent cases.

The logic seems to make sense.

But for her, who was living under the shadow of stalking and was on the verge of depression, any reasoning was meaningless.

Her only conclusion was that those police officers were all incompetent!

Sadly, when her personal safety is threatened, she seems to have no choice but to rely on these incompetent people for protection.

"Ugh……"

She sighed deeply, looked at Qingze beside her, and thought: With a tall man by my side, that pervert shouldn't dare to continue his rampage, right?

Qingze didn't rush to ask her about her troubles. Instead, he took her to a milk tea shop and bought two cups of hot milk tea.

The two stood at the shop entrance, chatting casually, and their side-by-side appearance seemed quite harmonious.

This harmonious scene, however, caught the eye of Ashikaga Hideaki, who was following behind, and instantly ignited a fierce flame of jealousy in his heart.

Ai-chan is his!

How can Ai-chan stand so close to someone else? And smile so happily?!

Ai-chan...

Amidst his extreme anger, a strange, twisted sense of excitement also surged up, even causing a slight physical reaction.

Ai-chan is chatting and laughing with someone else... why am I still...?

He felt a mix of emotions, but the habit he had developed from long-term surveillance made him subconsciously take out his phone.

To ensure that he could take photos silently and without being discovered, he specifically spent a high price to purchase this foreign brand mobile phone from illegal channels.

He quietly raised his phone and pointed it at the two people in front of him.

The moment he pressed the shutter button, Aozawa immediately sensed something was wrong, turned his head sharply, and locked his gaze on Ashikaga Shuichi, who was wearing the "Goblin" tag, with the precision of a hawk.

He had long black hair that covered his ears, a thin face, and wore an ordinary black suit. He looked unremarkable.

But the label on his head already indicated that he was no good person, plus the direction his phone was pointed at...

Qingze immediately shouted sternly, "Hey! You over there! What are you filming?!"

This angry shout was like a thunderclap. Ashikaga Hideichi, who was feeling guilty, trembled all over and turned to run without thinking.

"stop!"

Qingze immediately took off after him.

Fuyuyama Emi was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, but quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly called out, "Teacher! Wait for me!"

Then they followed after him.

The three of them, one in front and one behind, quickly left the noisy main road of the new host.

With Qingze's speed, he could have easily caught up with his opponent, but he did not exert his strength immediately.

Some things are inconvenient to do in crowded places.

He deliberately controlled the distance, causing Ashikaga Shuichi to flee in panic.

Qingze only accelerated suddenly after the other party, in a panic, turned into a quiet, deserted street with few pedestrians.

He rushed up behind the other man in a few strides, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and pulled him backward forcefully.

"Hey! Stop right there!"

"Hahaha……"

Ashikaga Shuichi was forced to stop, his hands supporting his knees as he gasped for breath.

Lacking exercise, he felt like his lungs were about to explode after this mad dash, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

The phone in his hand was easily snatched away by Qingze.

Aozawa casually flipped through the photo album, which contained a large number of photos of Fuyuyama Emi from today.

From the moment she left home until she reached Shinjuku Station, everything was clearly captured on camera.

Further back, the sights are even more shocking.

Those photos were all of Emi Fuyuyama, and some were even clearly taken secretly in her residence or hotel room...

There are also close-up shots of faces being taken directly at certain private clothing items.

The level of perversion was so extreme that Qingze felt his eyes had been defiled.

"You pervert! The evidence is irrefutable, what else do you have to say?!"

Qingze shook his phone, his voice icy.

"I... I wasn't taking pictures secretly!"

Ashikaga Hideichi caught his breath and retorted loudly, his face twisted with a kind of stubbornness, "I just want to protect Ai-chan!"

You have no idea how much I love Ai-chan, more and more purely than anyone else in this world!

At that moment, Emi Fuyuyama also jogged over and happened to hear those words.

She stood frozen in place as if under a spell, recalling the painful days and nights she had been followed and secretly photographed.

Looking at the man in front of her who showed no remorse and even seemed "righteous," she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Qingze glanced at her and said encouragingly, "You don't need to hold back with this kind of person. Just boldly express your true thoughts."

"Ai-chan will understand me and forgive me! People like you have no idea about the deep bond between Ai-chan and me..."

Ashikaga Shuichi was still shouting at the top of his lungs, lost in his dream that no one understood Ai-chan better than him.

Unfortunately, those words were like the last straw, completely crushing Fuyuyama Emi's rationality.

With a gloomy face, she walked step by step to Ashikaga Hideichi.

"Bonds?!" She practically spat out the word through gritted teeth, her voice trembling with anger. "Bonds my foot! What a load of rubbish!"

I feel nothing but intense killing intent towards a disgusting creature like you!

Before she could finish speaking, her left fist, already clenched, clenched with pent-up fear and anger, slammed into Ashikaga Shuichi's face.

"How could someone as trash as you possibly have an idol to save you?!"

Stop dreaming!

Idols are all personas!

"This is a carefully crafted persona created by the agency to fleece idiots like you!"

"Gentleness, recklessness, arrogance—it's all an act! All of it!"

"I'm just an ordinary girl! I go to the toilet too, and sometimes my poop smells worse than yours!!"

"No! Stop talking! Don't defile my Ai-chan anymore!"

Ashikaga Hideichi let out a piercing scream and covered his ears tightly with both hands.

The perfect, holy goddess image in his mind was shattering bit by bit under the barbaric yet honest string of words from Emi Fuyuyama.

Fuyuyama Emi's anger was not so easily vented; she continued to shout and curse while relentlessly punching him.

However, Ashikaga Shuichi felt no pain at all.

Because his soul was in even greater pain, as if it were being torn apart and crushed.

The woman in front of him, spewing vulgarities and behaving rudely... could never be his Ai-chan!

His beloved chan couldn't possibly be like this!

"impossible!!!"

He let out a desperate and painful howl, as if his faith had completely collapsed.

At the same time, the bright red "Goblin" tag above his head merged into one, turning into a glimmer of light that instantly disappeared into Qingze's brow.

While feeling the subtle increase in the magical energy within his dantian, Qingze took out his phone and dialed the police.

Soon, police officers patrolling nearby arrived after being notified.

Although the police usually do not devote a lot of energy to proactively investigating cases of stalking and voyeurism, they will still handle the matter according to the law if the perpetrator is caught red-handed.

Under these circumstances, Aozawa naturally wouldn't let Fuyuyama Emi go to the Shinjuku Police Station alone, and chose to accompany her to assist in the investigation.

Chapter 104 A Blind Cat Stumbles Upon a Tiger

It was nearly noon when Aozawa stepped out of the Shinjuku Police Station.

The matter has finally been resolved satisfactorily.

Fuyuyama Emi turned to face Aozawa and bowed deeply, saying, "Teacher Aozawa, thank you so much."

"If you hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid I would have been harassed by that disgusting guy for a long time, and might even have fallen into depression."

The blue tag above her head, labeled "Court Artist," flickered for a moment before merging into a beam of blue light that instantly disappeared into Qingze's brow.

A pleasant feeling of simultaneous improvement in spirit and strength came over him, and Qingze naturally showed a gentle smile on his face, replying: "It's okay, this is what I should do as a teacher."

If you encounter similar trouble again in the future, you can always ask me for help.

"Hi!"

Fuyuyama Emi nodded vigorously, a feeling of indescribable relief welling up inside her.

I'm so glad I chose to come to Tokyo and attend Nagato High School.

Otherwise, he would not have met Qingze, and naturally would not have been able to get his help in times of crisis.

Thinking of this, her fair cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice unconsciously softened, "Teacher, I..."

She paused, her gaze drifting slightly to the side, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair that fell over her shoulder. "I'd like to invite you to lunch as a way of thanking you for your help, is that alright?"

A young girl's thoughts are always so simple.

When you're down and out and helpless, it's hard not to feel a little bit of goodwill when a handsome and reliable man lends you a helping hand.