"A-are you sure?" Minamoto Tamako’s voice quivered.
"Sure, absolutely, and definitely!" Fushimi Roku replied firmly.
"You’re not lying?" Minamoto Tamako put down the trash can and wiped her mouth.
For her own reputation and pride, she had to make sure there wasn’t a single ounce of fabrication in this!
"Of course not." Fushimi Roku made a knowing gesture, "No one knows better than I do what happened last night."
"But you need to narrate it backwards." Minamoto Tamako squinted her eyes.
"What?" Fushimi Roku was taken aback.
"Narrate what happened last night in reverse," Minamoto Tamako said word by word, "especially the conversation part, recount it backwards."
An ordinary person would immediately be exposed, but Fushimi Roku, with his S-Class intelligence—he never used his S-Class intelligence for serious matters, but now he brought it out for a significant use, and immediately faced Minamoto Tamako, reciting fluently and repeating everything he had just said backwards.
Minamoto Tamako still wasn’t willing to believe and requested to search Fushimi Roku’s room. The latter hadn’t removed the silver handcuffs, and immediately refused sternly, stating that Minamoto Tamako couldn’t invade his privacy.
"Since you agreed to be my boyfriend, as your girlfriend, why can’t I enter your bedroom?" Minamoto Tamako took advantage of the situation and reversed the stakes on Fushimi Roku: "Or is there something shady in your mind? Is there something in your bedroom you don’t want anyone to see?"
Fushimi Roku didn’t expect Minamoto Tamako to get into her role so quickly, maybe she was enduring humiliation to find out the truth—he mustn’t let her find the silver bracelet, or the lie would be exposed and everything would return to square one.
After finally getting Minamoto Tamako to confess, he didn’t want all his efforts to be in vain!
Fushimi Roku tried to reason with Minamoto Tamako with legal terms: "Even couples need privacy, you understand? Even when we’re dating, you have to respect your partner’s personal privacy..."
But he never expected that once Minamoto Tamako took on the role of a girlfriend, she would simply overturn all the records of the ’Minamoto Tamako User Manual’. She argued loudly, unreasonably:
"Men only talk about privacy when they’re guilty! My mom always said, as soon as a partner starts emphasizing privacy rights, they’re either cheating outside or planning to!"
Fushimi Roku wanted to argue back, but this statement was both too reasonable and unreasonable, stumping even the Lv7 debate expert.
He immediately spent his remaining skill points, leveling up his negotiation debate skill to 10, and found the logical flaw in Minamoto Tamako’s argument, immediately countering: "You’re just twisting concepts and reversing cause and effect, first branding me as guilty..."
"I don’t hear, I don’t hear, I don’t hear!!"
Minamoto Tamako covered her ears and spun around on the spot, refusing to communicate normally.
Fushimi Roku was dumbfounded. He’d never seen such a combination move; this flurry of fists left Master Lu disoriented. Helplessly, he could only use magic to fight back: "Then I will ruthlessly invade your privacy too!"
"Feel free to invade! I have nothing to hide, I’m upright and honest, with no privacy in front of you!" Minamoto Tamako said proudly with her hands on her hips.
This left Fushimi Roku speechless.
"Since I have nothing to hide from you, you shouldn’t hide anything from me either!" Minamoto Tamako rubbed her hands together like a fly, eager and impatient to investigate Mr. Fu Jian’s bedroom.
Fushimi Roku desperately blocked her, unwilling to let her in at all costs. He simply sat down on the ground, blocking the door and playing dead, refusing to let Minamoto Tamako enter no matter what.
At first, Minamoto Tamako thought he was afraid his lies would be uncovered, but after a long scuffle, her suspicions grew, and she really started to doubt if Fushimi Roku was up to no good behind her back, which was why he wouldn’t let her into the room.
"Even if you’re lying, I’ll take it as helping you fulfill a dying wish."
Minamoto Tamako seized the chance to counter-attack, occupying the moral high ground. The situation suddenly shifted from ’Minamoto Tamako begging for a relationship’ to ’Fushimi Roku lying for sympathy’.
She continued: "Since we’re dating now, I have the right to enter your room...Unless you’re hiding another woman in there!"
Upon hearing this, Fushimi Roku felt that his goal had been achieved. As long as they established the fact of dating, it didn’t matter whether or not he lied.
So he stood up, patted his trousers, pushed open the door, and led Minamoto Tamako into the bedroom, shamelessly saying: "I was just joking with you earlier. There’s no way there’s another woman in my room..."
His voice abruptly stopped.
Fushimi Roku and Minamoto Tamako stood still.
There on the bed, a woman lay on her side with her back to them, covered in a blanket, revealing a smooth back and long legs.
The woman murmured softly, turning over.