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Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply. I don�t own Rurouni Kenshin. The characters belong to Watsuki, but the plots, ideas, OCs and text are *mine*.
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Chapter 20: Unthinkable

�Am I interrupting a friendly breakfast? With the Slayers in the streets, I kind of expected more activity here,� Takeda began in place of a greeting.
�We happen to be so busy that we don�t have the time to eat elsewhere,� Tokio countered with a gracious smile, contrasting with the hostile glares that even Aoshi was sending him. �And since only the chief of police would be allowed this kind of remark, should I congratulate you for a promotion?�
Sano muffled a laugh, and Saitoh answered her in utter irony, ignoring the man�s mere presence: �Not in a world where the sun rises every morning.�
�You shouldn�t take it so haughtily, Takagi-san, but it will a personal delight to see you loosen your attitude. Come in,� he added as somebody knocked on the door.
Harada and Nagakura entered the room, reluctantly, following Hijikata whose usual icy demeanor was altered by a glowing self-satisfaction. He was holding a blade�and papers, newspaper articles, Tokio realized after closer observation, in transparent plastic bags used to transport evidences.
Enishi stood up. Sagara and Kitaoka were glancing around, at loss, Aoshi had lifted an interrogating brow, and Tokio glared at her two enemies, too shocked to see them invading her section to talk.
�What is that about,� Saitoh asked contemptuously, blowing some cigarette smoke in the direction of Hijikata�s face. If he recalled well, the man couldn�t stand it.
Hijikata nodded knowingly to Takeda before answering with a dirty look at Saitoh: �Detective Takeda is going to tell you. Come in, Inspector.�
Tsukayama Yutaro appeared. He was red with excitation and pride, and Tokio knew that something was very wrong just by Takeda�s triumphing smile.
�So?� he asked the boy.
Tsukayama pointed his finger at Enishi. �It�s that man. I�m sure of it.�
�100%?�
�Yes, sir.�
The thin man turned towards Enishi, to announce suavely and solemnly:
�Yukishiro Enishi, you�re under arrest for the murders of Uramura Mari, Sanjo Tsubame, Komagata Yumi and the attempted murder on Honjo Kamatari and Makimachi Misao.� He added, in that overly dramatic way of his: �Seize him!�
Nagakura and Harada advanced somberly towards the young cop, whose face was the portrayal of astonishment.
Tsunan and Sano rushed out of their seats. They couldn�t believe their ears, they didn�t really understand, except for one thing: somebody was threatening to arrest their friend, and they wouldn�t let him down. Standing in front of Enishi, they confronted the two other cops, fists tightened, ready to fight.
�Come on, Kitaoka,� Nagakura pleaded. �We don�t like it either.�
�YOU BASTARDS, HOW��
�Sagara, shut up!� Tokio snapped, finally getting out of the trance she had been in for a few seconds, the time to realize what they had said. At her steely, authoritative voice, everybody turned to her.
�Nagakura, Harada, hold on a minute,� she ordered.
�You don�t have any authority on my subordinates. Proceed,� Hijikata countered coldly.
�I said stop!� Tokio had barely raised her voice, and was glaring at the three men standing near the door, yet her words had been enough for the two detectives to dismiss their superior�s order. Saitoh couldn�t see her face; nevertheless the little blond moron gulping told him exactly how intimidating she must look.
�How dare you come in here, with ludicrous accusations, and make a scene? How dare you lecture me on the limits of my authority when you don�t know yours?� she hissed, confronting Hijikata.
�These accusations aren�t the least ludicrous, we have eviden��
Tokio shot a deadly glance to Takeda, interrupting him with unlimited contempt filling her voice: �I�m talking to my counterpart here, not to a mere detective. Shut your dirty, delusional mouth.�
�Your rudeness won�t change the facts. Yukishiro is the other Slayer,� Hijikata answered, shrugging.
At that moment, Enishi burst out in a loud, hysterical laugh, breaking it off suddenly to stare at the intruders, hate and spite shining in his turquoise eyes: �You, scumbags, I�m going to��
�Close your mouth, Yukishiro,� Saitoh warned. �They�ll use it against you.�
Tokio shot a one-second, thankful look at him, before adding soothingly for Enishi: �Everybody knows that the whole idea is ridiculous. But we won�t let them aggravating your disciplinary case with threats, will we?�
He had shut up at Saitoh�s intervention, but retrieved his calm only at Tokio�s words. She nodded encouragingly, and was about to address Hijikata again when Kondo came in.
�What the hell is happening here?� he asked Hijikata, obviously surprised.
�We were right, Kondo-san. We found this. There�s no doubt. We just hurried the procedure a little.�
�Good try to cover your ass, Toshizo,� Saitoh mocked, unnerved at the self-confidence of the guy, who talked to Kondo as if he was senile. The chief of police was staring at the blade, taken aback, and then his face expressed some sorrow.
�Kondo-san, I want an explanation. Did you let that happen?� Tokio intervened.
He looked sadly at her. �I�m sorry, but I have to let them arrest Yukishiro. We can�t dismiss the evidences.�
Sano and Tsunan roared in disbelief. Tokio argued, her own incredulity tainting her voice:
�You believe that he can be a Slayer? Kondo-san, his sister was a victim! It�s absolutely��
�And so? Seta killed his stepmother. The sister was probably the same kind of bitch�it would explain his unhealthy obsession with you, too,� Takeda mused, caressing his moustache.
Saitoh managed to control his impulse to hit the guy, but not Yukishiro. Before anybody could react, being too shocked at Takeda�s insult, he threw himself at the offender with an animalistic yell, and punched him hard in the stomach.
It took Harada, Nagakura, Tsunan and Sano to prevent him from harming the IA detective further.
�You see�he�s�violent�� Takeda uttered as soon as he retrieved enough breath, nodding towards an enraged Enishi.
�Detective Takeda, this attitude is�� Kondo began sternly.
Tokio shook her head, not listening to Kondo�s angry scolding. Takeda had gotten what he wanted. She closed her eyes for a second, while the situation in the room was going to hell. When she opened her lids again, Aoshi was reproaching Takeda with his provocation, surprisingly stepping in favor of Enishi. Saitoh and Hijikata were exchanging covered, sophisticated insults, Tsunan was trying to calm a still enraged Enishi with the help of Nagakura, and Sanosuke was arguing heatedly with Harada, not forgetting to send one or two menaces to �kick his sleazy ass� at Tsukayama. Kondo, instead of intervening, was stepping between Hijikata and Saitoh, obviously awkward because both of them were his former partners.
She did expect the maelstrom to take over her, too. It didn�t. Her mind began to function clearly again, analytically. They had been too far. They were attacking her subordinate. She had to defend Enishi and her section. She couldn�t count on Kondo, just on her team, and she was the leader of that team. She had to act in consequence. She had been too passive, too emotional, but from now on she knew that her brain would control her. A strategy prepared automatically in her mind, like it was always the case before this mess.
�Enough,� she murmured, before ordering: �ENOUGH!!!�
In the suddenly retrieved silence, she turned towards Enishi and winced when she realized that he was handcuffed.
�Please, calm down,� she asked softly. She kept on gazing at him until his anger vanished, and she saw the realization hit him before he fell into a kind of lethargy. Well, he wouldn�t lose control again. She could develop her course of action without further complications.
She then spoke to Kondo, in a tone of polite reproach. �As you didn�t intervene, and that this place, in spite of those people�s actions, is still *my* section, you will forgive me for this outburst.�
The wooden face accused the shock but he just nodded, to Saitoh�s surprise. The Kondo whom he knew would never have excused a subordinate talking to him like this. He wouldn�t have let Hijikata and Takeda overstepping his authority, either. Saitoh stared at his former mentor, noticing for the first time how tired he looked. He didn�t keep close contact on a personal level with Kondo after they stopped being partners, even at the time he directed the VCS; they had had their first private conversation in years the night when Okita died. He knew, on the other hand, that Hijikata was still maintaining friendly relations. It would explain why he had talked to Kondo like this. Maybe their boss was really getting old and that Hijikata had realized it already. Maybe he wasn�t as competent as he had been; maybe he had lost his energy and will, and was now easily manipulated.
�I demand an apology and a disciplinary procedure against Detective Takeda and Captain Hijikata. You had obviously no idea of what they were doing here. They had no right to come to my section, insult my subordinates and me, and provoke a brawl in order to make up for their professional frustrations.�
�You can demand anything you want, it won�t change the fact that he�s the other Slayer,� Takeda snorted.
�Enough!� Kondo responded angrily. �Takagi-san is right. I authorized you to investigate on the basis that you had, but certainly not to proceed to an arrest without referring to me before. I�ll have a word with your superior about it, and Toshizo, we�ll talk later too. But I can�t prevent the arrest, though.�
He was looking almost apologetically at Tokio when he spoke the last sentence.
�Can I know, then, what proofs you have against Enishi? The arrest of a police officer isn�t something that should be treated lightly. If�� She stopped suddenly as a new thought hit her mind, and Saitoh voiced it for her.
�Did you already tell the media, or do you have at least the brain to wait after he is actually behind the bars?� he asked Hijikata scornfully.
�Toshizo, I hope you didn�t.� As the tall man shook his head negatively, the chief of police went on: �Let�s be clear. It�s out of question that a word of what happened here goes to the press. If what you think is true, it�ll be a storm, and it will taint the whole police forces of the city. We can�t allow this without certainties.�
�I told you that we have proofs,� Hijikata stated.
�Why don�t you tell us what they are, so that we can dismiss them?� Tokio challenged.
�Not in front of the culprit.�
�Suspect.� Aoshi rectified calmly Takeda�s assertion.
�Anyway, it�s against the procedure to discuss the case against him while he�s there. He can use it to have the trial cancelled, or to manipulate our information. Don�t pretend that you ignore the fact,� Hijikata added for Tokio.
�Now, you talk about procedure?� Tsunan asked in outraged dismay.
�They�re right, Takagi-san. There�s nothing I hope more than all this to be a terrible mistake, yet we have to be prepared for the eventuality. And no, I can�t remove the handcuffs, I�m sorry,� he added as she was opening her mouth to ask for it. �Yukishiro, I�m sorry, too, but the appearances are against you. I hope that we�ll clear that.�
Enishi turned to him, his void gaze slowly regaining some liveliness, and he grinned cynically. �Not as much as I do.�
�I want to talk to him privately,� Tokio demanded.
�No.�
�In this room, and only one minute,� Kondo granted, sending finally a warning glance at Hijikata. At last, thought Saitoh, unnerved at the gall of the other cop, who was behaving like *he* was the chief of police.
Tokio hurried to Enishi�s side and they took a few steps apart from the group.
�Listen,� she murmured, �I know how ridiculous it is. But we have no choice. Please, follow them. I�ll call the best lawyer I know, and he�ll get you out of this, if we can�t discard their so-called evidences within the hour. I�d like to promise you that you�ll be out tonight, but they seem decided to create problems. Can you be patient?�
He nodded. �I can�t believe it. Takagi-san, I didn�t��
�Of course you didn�t. They don�t believe it themselves. And should I remind you that I trust you?� she added, in a pitiful attempt to smile.
He tried to answer it, managing a painful grin, yet she saw in his gaze that he felt better. �I trust you to get me out.�
She patted quickly his shoulder. �Don�t loose faith.�
�Time to go,� Hijikata announced. �I�ll accompany the culprit, excuse-me, suspect to his cell. Takeda, you can explain the case.�
�And are we supposed to believe that you�re going to pay attention so that nobody sees him?� Saitoh intervened again, correctly interpreting Hijikata�s intention to do all but that.
�If anybody asks, Yukishiro is arrested for punching Detective Takeda during an interrogation on his miss,� Kondo ordered with severity.
Saitoh sent a self-satisfied smirk to the chief of the CD, while Sagara and Kitaoka were assuring Yukishiro of their support, and the little group finally left.
Takeda was caressing is moustache again, delighted at the turn of events.
Saitoh observed Takagi. She seemed, in opposition to those last days, perfectly in control. Only the iron color of her eyes and the steel in her voice told him that she was on the path of war. She had looked like a lioness defending her offspring. Not surprising. She had a motherly side, even more towards Yukishiro, as he had noticed several times. It was obviously enough for her to recover her full capacities. She had been lately only reacting to the events. Yet now, he was sure that she would take the lead again.
�Present your case,� she demanded dryly to Takeda, lifting a brow as he made a step towards her briefing seat. �Not in a million year,� she smiled, passing in front of him to take possession of her chair.
Kondo had installed at Takani�s desk, and as Takeda was standing in front of the board, the young inspector advanced towards the one Aoshi formerly used. Four pair of righteously angry, mockingly daring, icily hostile and dangerously upset eyes resting on him made him retreat and stand in front of the door. Tokio let out a bemused smile.
�So, entertain us with your ridiculous ideas, Takeda,� Saitoh teased.
�Oh, I can�t wait to see you lose your gall. There�s not much to say. I went to the 13th precinct yesterday morning to get the report on the Makimachi scene, in order to evaluate the gravity of Yukishiro�s miss. I met there Inspector Tsukayama, a very promising element, if you want my opinion, Kondo-san��
Tsukayama proudly stiffened, eyes lighting at the compliment.
�Yeah. What a recommendation,� Tsunan let out, deadpan.
Saitoh smirked and even granted a grinning Sagara with a knowing look, after sharing one with Aoshi.
�Kondo-san, I can�t go on if they��
�Detective Takeda, I�m in charge here. You have to refer to me before Kondo-san,� Tokio stated with affected indifference. �As you cleverly pointed, the Slayer is in the streets, so spare us your personal opinions. And Detectives, let�s keep our comments for later, some remarks have to be made only in private,� she added with a sweet smile at Kondo and a significant glance to them. The chief of police nodded to her, satisfied at her intervention.
Saitoh stared at her, appreciative. Pretending to scold their behavior, she just warned them not to say anything concerning Yukishiro in front of Takeda. Never know what the snake could do with it.
Slightly disturbed, Takeda went on. �Tsukayama-kun was on the verge to call the central police station, to give them the result of an initiative on his part. Given that a criminal always comes back to the scene of the crime, he stayed after the others at your house, Takagi-san. And a few minutes before you arrived with Detective Saitoh��
�Who assumed her protection,� Aoshi provided calmly as Takeda had let his voice trail suggestively.
�He saw a man taking a post of observation in front of him. He preferred wisely not to act alone; as the man didn�t show any other suspect intention, he assumed that he might be a cop. He was right: I won�t create an unsustainable suspense now, he described this man to me and it corresponded to Yukishiro. You�ve been witness of the identification. Ironic, isn�t it? I called Captain Hijikata immediately about it, and we asked Kondo-san to let us verify further Yukishiro�s doing.�
�That�s why you cancelled the meeting,� Tokio understood.
Kondo nodded. �You have to admit that sneaking like this was strange. Although I only thought that he had psychological troubles.�
�We had access to your reports yesterday afternoon. Our suspicions were reinforced when none of them mentioned sending Yukishiro there, or confiding Takagi-san�s protection in him. You�ll have also to admit that his behavior during the operation is a sorry excuse for somebody as supposedly clever as Yukishiro. The real fact: there is a hole in his time slot. He was alone with Makimachi, miraculously near the place where Shishio escaped, against the orders, and didn�t call for help when she disappeared? Puh-leeze. All I see is an opportunity to commit the crime.�
�And?� Tokio asked. �I guess that you have more?�
�A witness who saw him in your garden, by the hour when the corpse has been deposed to your place.�
�Impossible!� Sano yelled, reflecting the atmosphere of shock which was filling the room. Takeda grinned, satisfied to have at last shattered the self-confidence of the team.
�Who?� Tokio questioned simply.
�An anonymous call, late last night,� Kondo answered as Takeda pretended to hesitate. �Hijikata called me early this morning, to get the authorization to search Yukishiro�s apartment. I couldn�t refuse; this was too much of a hint. Although we still have no idea about the identity of the caller, her descriptions were too accurate to be discarded.�
�So you attracted Yukishiro here to be sure that he won�t show up.� Kondo winced inwardly at the disdain written on Saitoh�s face. He had never thought that his former partner would ever look at him with this expression.
Saitoh was disappointed. Yes, Kondo was getting old. He absolutely agreed that the facts surrounding Yukishiro had to be investigated, but not in this way, not manipulated by Takeda and Hijikata. Moreover, Kondo had chosen himself the man to be a part of the VCS, thus he should grant him a little more credit. Saitoh had difficulties believing that Yukishiro could be a serial killer, that Kondo and he could have been so wrong on the man although his practical, distrustful mind didn�t totally discard the possibility. Kondo nevertheless accepted it too fast. It wasn�t a leader�s stance. He reported his glance on Takagi. Her attitude was a bit na�ve, yet she was standing for her subordinate.
Saitoh thoughtfully took a puff of his cigarette. He would have never thought that comparing her to Kondo could turn to her advantage, at any rate.
�And you found that blade. And these papers?� she questioned, disabused, as Kitaoka and Sagara�s bewildered faces showed that they just understood what the sword Hijikata was carrying earlier really meant.
�Articles about the Slayer case. He�s obsessed, and we have the weapon. He�s guilty. Undeniable evidences. �
�Don�t you see it�s a framing!� Sano exploded, supported by his partner.
�Sagara, just a minute, please. Old or new?�
�What?� Takeda stuttered.
�The articles, old or new?� she repeated patiently, as if he was mentally retarded.
Saitoh�s eyes glittered. He knew this way of interrogating.
�As far as Hijikata told me, old ones,� Takeda reluctantly answered.
At her little smile, he was sure. She was acting like in court. She had analyzed, let him talk, given him confidence, and now she was prepared to hunt him down. He could say that at the mere way she was staring at Takeda. He relaxed on his chair, the taste of his cigarette suddenly less bitter.
�So, let�s see what you have. Interpretation of Enishi�s doing. Easily dismissible. An anonymous phone call. Irrelevant in court. Old newspaper articles. Can be related to the loss of his sister. Yes, you really have a case here,� she announced, disdainfully.
�You forget the blade.�
�You have to prove that it�s Yukishiro�s *and* the murder weapon.�
�I�ll ask Hijikata to send it to the forensics ASAP.�
Tokio nodded to Kondo and turned again to Takeda. �You have basically nothing. Your previous scene was unnecessary.�
�I saw him! I�m a witness, I can testify in court!� Tsukayama protested eagerly.
Saitoh let out a wicked laugh and felt Aoshi�s utter amusement. Tokio smiled quite cruelly to them: �I would really enjoy interrogating him, wouldn�t I?�
�HEY!� The inspector yelped.
�Shut up, Blondie,� Tsunan snapped, oblivious of Kondo�s disapproving snort.
�You have nothing that can justify your actions of this morning,� Tokio repeated to Takeda, coldly.
�Until we have the blade analyzed. And now that the CD is in charge, I�m sure that we�ll find other evidences. I think that my report is finished. Well, let�s go, Tsukayama-kun. You can give more information to the powers in charge. *They* are competent. Kondo-san, I�ll see you later, you�ll excuse me not to bear with the detestable attitude of these people.�
He bowed mockingly to Tokio, and they exited.
�Kondo-san?� Tokio was outraged, her voice reflecting Saitoh�s expression as he looked at the chief of police.
�Hijikata is right. Your investigation would be biased.�
�And not theirs?� she retorted bitterly.
�How do you intend to explain that to the media?� Aoshi asked very calmly. �They don�t know about the other Slayer yet, but be sure that they�ll find out about Yukishiro. They�ll look for a reason why the VCS has been shoved aside, and we�re in for that scandal you�re afraid of.�
Kondo realized that he didn�t even envision the question. Shinomori had a point. So had Takagi...He felt so tired, the light headache he had felt since the morning changing into a throbbing, mind-paralyzing pain. He crossed Saitoh�s amber eyes. He had never seen anything but respect in them. Now Saitoh looked at him like he did with the bureaucrats he despised. He knew what his former partner thought. He had created the section, he had put Takagi at the head of it, and he had chosen Yukishiro. And he wasn�t supporting them, he had let Hijikata and Takeda go too far. He had been so busy avoiding accusations of favoritism and balancing the powers and lobbies inside the police forces that he ended up being unfair to them. He had behaved like a politician, not like a cop. He had to change that. Unfortunately, there wasn�t much that he could do. He couldn�t believe that Yukishiro was guilty, yet there were too many facts and the investigation had to be at least partially given to the CD and the IA.
�I let you on this case and you keep talking to the media, you�re still in charge officially. But in reality, you are only tolerated; so avoid crossing paths too much with the CD. Clear?�
�Crystal,� she answered, sounding relieved.
Tokio and Saitoh looked at each other with satisfaction. Hijikata would certainly not appreciate seeing an occasion to talk to the media vanish.
�I have to go, and I�ll warn Hijikata about the situation. Keep me informed. I hope that you can find something,� Kondo added.
They all stayed silent for several minutes after he had gone. The events had been so sudden and so surreal that they needed a little time to get fully the meaning of it. Enishi was accused of being Shishio�s partner. It was ridiculous, yet, yet�they actually had several facts pointing to him. Facts, and material evidences.
�Boss, what can we do?� Sano asked finally. There was a definite worry in his voice. �It won�t be as easy as you said��
She smiled confidently. She was worried, too, but it wasn�t the moment to show it. �We have to prove Enishi�s innocence, of course. Let�s start with what can get him out of this situation the most easily. Alibis.�
Saitoh approved, a satisfied glimmer lighting his eyes after a few seconds of reflection. �Sanjo�s murder. If I recall well, you all went to Kamiya�s after you left the office.�
�Sagara, you told me that you three were still there when I called from the City Hall!� Tokio exclaimed enthusiastically.
Her smile faded as Sagara and Kitaoka shared a somber look. Tsunan then watched morosely his cigarette consume in the ashtray, while Sano answered, depressed.
�He didn�t go with us. Not directly.�
�He went to the office directly after our expedition against Kanryuu, in case we had to answer for it immediately. My clothes were soaked with blood, I went home to change,� Tsunan explained.
�He went to have a shower and change before joining us, while Tsunan and I went first, after waiting for the results of the turf at the company�s desk. The pub was busy, but Jo-chan and Sae saw us arriving.�
�He came only a few minutes later, yet he wasn�t with us during part of the murder time.�
�And considering your expression, I guess that it left enough for him to commit the murder,� Saitoh finished.
�But we can have alibis for the other murders. For Uramura, we were on a stake, and if Komagata has been murdered the week before��
�This is irrelevant,� Aoshi interrupted. �Uramura and Komagata are Shishio�s victims. Yukishiro needs an alibi for Sanjo and for the day before yesterday.�
�And it seems that he has an alibi for none,� Saitoh stressed. �So much for this.�
�What can we do?� Sano repeated, at loss. �How come he has a blade? He never said anything about it.�
�I could explain that,� Aoshi stated. �Yet the fact that you don�t know about it isn�t good. It seems secret, hence suspect. Kitaoka, did you know?�
The young man shook his head negatively.
�Maybe Jo-chan��Sano proposed.
�Don�t be ridiculous!� Tsunan was slightly aggressive towards his friend, for the first time ever to the other�s knowledge. �She hates his job. And she hates when he talks about Tomoe. He certainly never told her that he kept articles about her murder.�
�Calm down and listen. The situation may seem more difficult than we thought, but don�t forget that Enishi *is* innocent. I�m going to call a lawyer for him, and then call Takani-sensei, to explain to her the situation and the importance of the analysis of the blade. I want you to continue the investigation as you intended to before the arrest. Focus on it, and we�ll have another briefing later. The sooner we arrest the real slayer, the sooner Enishi is out of trouble, don�t forget it.�
Her words and the confident authority in her voice had an immediate effect on the young cops.
Saitoh�s gaze followed her as she left the room. Not bad, Takagi, not bad.
To be continued�

Author�s notes:

Thanks a lot to Mara, FiruzeKhanume, L.Sith, and Mary-Ann. Your support, corrections, suggestions and comments are precious!

Saitoh can seem way too lenient with Enishi. Nevertheless, he isn�t here following the code of honor of samurai, Bushido, or the Shinsengumi laws. He is committed to the police forces, and their code of honor is to support their colleagues. This explains that (^-^) (see his conversation with Kondo in chap 1 of Verdict).

About the information for Enishi, in some countries, the suspects don�t have access to the information on their case before they are officially charged of the crime by a judge or a prosecutor (not by a cop). I saw a Japanese legal drama, long ago, which made me think that it was the case. It might be wrong, though (criminal law isn�t my field). Thanks to L.Sith for indicating me that it was different in the USA, hence this note (^-^).

I have a very limited sympathy for rich spoiled brats, so Tukayama Yutaro is definitely not one of my favorite RK characters. Nevertheless, I only transposed there his behavior of the manga (eager to please the wrong master and quite stubbornly obnoxious).

Uramura is the name of the lieutenant of police in Tokyo, in the manga. Uramura Mari is here the prostitute killed by the Slayer before Tsubame (^-^).

Next chapter: Some people trust, some other doubt: high tension for all. Aoshi manipulates; Saitoh appreciates. And Sano helps.
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