With Kenkyo

"Ji-san!" Kenkyo hugged me when I came to pick her up. She seems fine.

"You look happy here." I said glancing at my father, Tokyo Police Chief Takahashi Ryosuke.

"Ryosuke ji-san treats me like a princess here. Of course I'm happy." The answer was cheerful.

of course. You're a darling, Kenkyo. After all, there is a relationship between you, father, and me. Of course you are special.

I sighed.

"Never mind, permission to outou-san there." My orders to this seventeen year old teenage girl.

She complied. Dad at me making me want to just squeak.

***

I took her to the ice cream parlor. Summer does make ice cream taste even more delicious. As promised, I took her to enjoy ice cream.

As usual she will order her favorite chocolate ice cream. I watched her enjoy the ice. Really childish.

"Ji-san why are you looking at me like that? Ji-san want my ice?"

I'm confused. Wait! How long is he going to call me 'uncle'? At least 'brother' only. Hey I'm still young!

"Nii-san!"

"Hmm??" she doesn't seem to understand.

"Call me nii-san. I'm not that old, Kenkyo-chan. Also, you call my father 'ji-san', time to call me 'ji-san' too."

And again the Takumi also thought that Kenkyo was my nephew because he called me uncle.

She giggled. "Alright, nii-san." she said

"So what is Takumi's motive, nii-san?" she asked curiously.

"Love. His love was rejected by Tamaki-san."

"Of course, Takumi already has Rin."

"Well that's what this murder was for, sweetheart. While you know this secret. So, to avenge you, he plans to send you to prison and Takami-san to the afterlife. But he's a total idiot."

"Why is that?"

I smirked at her question.

"Because as long as I breathe, I will not let you far from me. As long as I live, I will not let danger approach you."

I saw her blush and covered her face. Maybe embarrassed. And I really like that expression.

***

"Nii-san look!!" Kenkyo was hysterical while prancing like a teenager.

I turned my gaze to where Kenkyo's index finger was pointing.

"What's interesting?"

Teenagers today are weird. Just a bunch of people, so in demand.

"Nii-san! That's Zhou Zan Da-san! Kenkyo's favorite singer. Kyaaaaa!!! There's also a music producer. Kyaaaa is handsome! His name is Watanabe Takeru! Huaaa Taku-kun."

I gasped. What is the keisho 'kun' that he pinned on Watabene, Wabenata?? Or who it was.

"Home! Time's up!" I said pulling Kenkyo's hand.

I briefly at the group of people. What's handsome? I'm much prettier than the music producer.

"Bad Nii-san! I hate ji-san!"

Uh! Why are you being 'ji-san' again?

"I still have work to do. You know? I'm sent to Seoul tomorrow. So have to get ready."

I am not lying. I will indeed be assigned to assist Inspector Lee and detective Rae-ah, the intelligence superior says. Looks like there's an international criminal on duty this time around. If South Korea and Japan cooperate in the field of intelligence, the meaning of 'he' must be very dangerous.

"Do you want to come along?" I was offered.

"May I join?" he asked enthusiastically.

I nodded, "Of course".

then took her hand and led her to the car.

"I don't hate ji-san. I really like nii-san." She said to me.

I chuckled, ruffling her hair.

Base!!