Never Not
Ch. 45: Tasting Food

"Hajimemashite, my name is Otaka Ai. You can call me Ai. Dozo douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu (please your guidance)," said the transfer police, introducing themselves formally while bowing fully.

"Ai-san, I hope you can cooperate with the others," Shohei said smiling kindly.

"Ready!" exclaim Ai.

"All of you, don't forget to immediately make a report for each of the cases you've completed." Shohei instructed all the police in his custody.

"Ready," said the police.

After Shohei's departure, Ai approached Seto and said, "He's Yamazaki Shohei, right?"

"Gum." Seto nodded.

"Wuah, I didn't think I could team up with him. Next year I'm sure I can take his place!"

Seto Tanaka who was recording a report immediately squinted one eye.

"Hey, are you awake. It's noon" said one of the police while patting Ai on the shoulder.

"You think I'm sleeping?" ketus Ai's.

"Don't underestimate someone's dream. Don't forget, seven years ago chairman Yamazaki-san was just a regular cop like us this and under the orders of detective Shu. Who would have thought now that his career was over detective Shu, right?" seto Tanaka said to his friends. Actually, he knew Otaka Ai well. They used to be roommates while attending the police academy. So, he was no stranger to the attitude of the transfer police.

"Well, you heard it for yourself, right? Then I'll follow in his footsteps!" ai patted her chest.

"Yamazaki-san is better than you think. He should have even gone up to the National Police Agency, only that he requested a delay to be transferred and still wanted to remain in the Metropolitan Police" one of them said.

"Why did he delay? Isn't that a great achievement?" ai asked in surprise.

"Maybe because if he was in the National Police Agency he no longer takes care of the case" the other replied.

"I think Yamazaki-san looks like his father. I heard from my father, who should be serving as the current Minister of Justice is the father of Yamazaki-san. However, the one who appointed even Mr. Matsumoto. Many suspected it was because the father of Yamazaki-san refused it" whispered one of the police members.

"Truly a family with no ambition!" Ai clucked in admiration. He looked at the door, then smiled softly.

At the Shohei condo, Yuriko cleaned up the leftovers half an hour after Shohei returned to his office. For a moment, he glanced at the meat steak that was only cut off at the end. Feeling sorry to be thrown away, he sat down where Shohei sat and wanted to eat the rest of his steak. Yuriko frowned due to the considerable difficulty of decapitating the steak.

He also tried the dishes he made with great difficulty. As the meat of the steak began to shake his tongue, his face changed naturally.

"Why so loud, huh?" he said while trying to chew. Had worried that the results of his cooking failed miserably, he instead grinned in the next second. "Ah, this must be because I ate it in the cold. Doesn't meat steak have to be eaten hot," he murmured in a positive light.

He lifted a dirty plate into the sink and washed it immediately. When he wanted to save the rest of the cream soup, he again wanted to try the cuisine. Yes, he had not had time to taste the results of his cooking because he was afraid that Shohei would come first while at that time he had not served food on the table.

Yuriko took a spoonful of cold pumpkin-based cream soup and put it in her mouth. His eyes twinkled as a strong salty taste groped his sense of taste.

"Why is this salty, huh?" The girl's face was wrinkled even it felt like she wanted to spit. "Ah, European food is salty-salty, right? So it doesn't fit on my tongue but fits on Shohei's tongue. The proof is that he spent a bowl. The tongue of the city and the village people is different, yes," he murmured again who either think too positive or are entertaining themselves. He put the pot containing the rest of the cream soup into the refrigerator.

No change of time from evening to night has arrived. Rai comes to Shohei's apartment after carrying out his duties. They chose to talk about the next mission in that place. As soon as the door was opened Shohei, Rai casually breezed inside as if the house belonged to him as well.

"No problem," replied Shohei who stepped towards the bar table then picked up a bottle of champagne.

"You're aloof, wouldn't it be better if we had a discussion here than in my apartment?" Rai looked around the room.

"Huh, did you forget that this house will also be occupied by my lover!"

Rai patted his forehead. "Gosh, I forgot. I often forget that you're getting engaged."

"Oh, yeah, huh?" Shohei remembered something. "I have not introduced my lover to you," he said, giving a crystal glass filled with alcoholic liquid with a favorite brand Rai.

"It is better not to. Fearfully, he even fell in love with me," Rai joked while grinning.

"My boyfriend won't fall in love with you!" shohei said as he took a thin sip of a glass of champagne.

"Relatedly? If I were most also going to get entangled with my charm." Rai looked at Shohei while raising his forehead twice.

"You're overconfident." Shohei smiled by showing off his entire front teeth.

"And you trust someone too much!" added Rai.

"You're wrong. I'm a detective, I can't trust anyone but myself and .. you!" Shohei patted Rai's chest.

"Why? Why do you trust me when you can't trust anyone? I might be able to betray at any time," Rai asked softly as he stared at Mr.'s painting. White and Black Shadow. In fact, she felt burdened by the trust that Shohei had placed in her.

Shohei stared inside Rai's pair of eyeballs. "I believe someone who is betrayed will tend to hate betrayal. He would think twice about doing something that someone else had done to him. I wish it was in you."

When he said that, what was seen in him was Mr. The firm and uncompromising White was not the gentle Shohei.

Rai stared unmoved at Shohei. To be honest, he realized that Shohei was suggesting to him that they should always stay on the same path. Word games like this used to be often done when carrying out fraudulent actions. Funny thing is, the world seems to be upside down, he used to trick many people to smooth the action, now he was even tricked by a police officer to trap the criminals berdasi.

"About .. Is there anything I can eat in your fridge? I'm so hungry!" rai said as he opened the refrigerator. His eyes lit up when he saw a small pot of cream soup. "Woah .. isn't this pumpkin cream soup?

Seeing that, it made Shohei gasp. The reason, it is the rest of the cream soup that Yuriko cooked.

While scratching his head, Shohei's hand tried to take the pot of cream soup from Rai's hand. "A ... Rai, I don't think this food suits your taste."

Rai marginalized the pot to the side so that it would not be taken Shohei. "Who said? I am a fan of Italian cuisine. I'm eating, huh?" he said as he took a spoonful of cream soup and pointed it at his own mouth.

"Ja–don't!" hold Shohei down while extending a hand forward.

Too late! Really late! A mouthful of cream soup had entered Rai's mouth. Both of them suddenly both looked at each other and looked stiff. Shohei was speechless with a grimacing face and half-open mouth, while Rai was frozen with bulging eyes and conical mouth gathered into one.

One, two, three. In a matter of three seconds Rai spouted back the contents of the food that had been in his mouth. Damn, the splash of cream soup was partly about Shohei's face.

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