The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

The Butterfly Effect is the Butterfly Effect. Anyway, he doesn't rely on memorizing the plot to troubleshoot girls. The change of the plot timeline has nothing to do with him.

He just wanted to cling to his job as a civil servant quietly and live his life honestly.

On this basis, he got to know some anime characters that he is more interested in.

For example, the Conan washing machine who can blow up a building with one kick, Mao Lilan who can make people kneel down and call mother with a punch; Kogoro Moori who survived countless anesthesia injections, Dr. Ali, who missed the Nobel Prize, and the super Saiyan Kyogoku Shin and so on.

Of course, there is Hui Yuanai and Gin.

"If you want to write, write it. If you are afraid of failure, then open a small account. Once you put on your vest, you will be guaranteed that those readers will not know you."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was sitting in the restaurant ordering food, quietly listened to the idea of ​​Kasumigaoka Shiwa's new book, and gave his own suggestions.

"How does it sound, you seem to be very skilled?"

With her elbows resting on the table, the corners of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's mouth raised, and her raised right foot under the table bumped into Toruto Yamashita.

"Your delusion, and..." Atsuto Yamashita put the menu down again, looking straight into Kasumigaoka Shiyu's eyes.

With four eyes facing each other, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu blinked from time to time, and a deer suddenly grew in his heart, bumping around.

"How many times have I told you that when you sit, you must have a good posture, and don't cross your legs all day long while eating."

"…………"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu strangled the little deer dancing in his heart with his own hands, expressionless: "Come with me to the art museum next weekend."

"What are you doing at the museum?"

"In my new book, I'm going to write about a bastard who steals art and goes to art galleries to learn about medieval art."

"Thief? In love?" Shan Xia asked, stunned when he heard the words.

"On the surface, he is a thief, but he is actually a high school student with a childhood sweetheart, can't he?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu gave Yamashita a sideways look, and hummed a few times.

Chapter 3 Brother Yamashita

"Mr. Phantom Thief's childhood sweetheart! "

"Even a phantom thief wants to fall in love! "

"About I am a thief but my childhood sweetheart's father is a policeman! "

"My childhood sweetheart's father has always wanted to arrest me and go to jail!" "

《……………》

"Is there something wrong with the title of this book?"

"No problem at all."

"It also perfectly fits the trend of light novel titles getting longer and longer."

I don't know how many years it is, and I don't know what months and days it is.

I only know that today is Thursday, and Atsuto Yamashita is lying on his desk, writing and drawing on the draft paper with the tip of the ink poured into it, thinking about the things he proposed in the past few days, and being rejected one by one by Kasumigaoka Shiu new book title.

Obviously they are so in line with reality, and they are so in line with the trend of light novel titles.

It was rejected.He was also ridiculed by Kasumigaoka Shiyu with a poisonous tongue for pretending to be muddled.

Yamashita Atsuto was almost ridiculed by this woman who would seize opportunities, if he didn't have a big heart.

"Yamashita-kun, what's wrong with you?"

"Why do you look listless?"

Takagi Tsubasa, a busy man from the first search section of the Metropolitan Police Department, unexpectedly appeared in front of Atsuto Yamashita, who was fishing for fish, and looked at the newly promoted colleague in front of him with some concern.

"I don't know, it's probably because I caught a cold last time. I feel like I have a headache every day."

Atsuto Yamashita leaned back tactically, leaned on the backrest, and responded in a low voice: "However, it's an old problem, so don't worry about it."

"Thank you for your concern, Takagi-senpai."

I feel sluggish at get off work, and my body is as strong as a calf when I get off work. This state has been going on for three lifetimes.

The problem of laziness and cancer can basically be diagnosed as terminally ill, and there is no cure.

In his previous life, he was a ruthless person who dared to fish when he worked in the card repair organization.

Although he only lived for one year in his previous life.

"Why don't you, Yamashita-kun, take a few more days off to rest and recuperate?" Takagi Shinobu's suggestion interrupted Yamashita Atsuto's divergent thinking.

Searching a textbook is quite tiring, but with Yamashita Atsuto's current state of mind, Takagi is really afraid that he will have problems.

"But, it's not good for me to ask for leave every three days like this."

Atsushi Yamashita was a little embarrassed, turning the ballpoint pen in his hand, with a little distress between his brows.

Asking for sick leave over and over again, will it appear that his body is too weak to hold back the wind?

"The body is the most important thing." As a person who has been there, Takagi patted Yamashita Atsuto on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Afterwards, the honest man Takagi started his busy work again.

Before leaving get off work, he had to sort out the report at hand.