“Bokuchu” Us vs the Police: 700-Day War

There was something unexpected waiting for us when we finished our trash pick up around the shopping district.

“Mr. Policeman, we finished picking up the trash.”

Why did we have to go report like we were in elementary school cleaning duty? All we needed was a class log to be squad leader.

“Ok. Good work out there in the heat. I poured some iced tea for you guys inside, drink up.”
“What?”
“What’s wrong? You’re not thirsty?”

To these unexpected words from Chuzai-san, we were a little shocked. But our throats really were dry. After we entered the RPS as told, we saw the iced tea, enough for all of us, that his wife probably poured.

“By the way, guys. Those bottle rockets.”
“Yeah…”
“That’s really frightening. Don’t do that anymore.”
“Okay…”
“My conditioned response almost made me shoot.”
“Your conditioned response almost… um… what?”

Chuzai-san pointed at the holster on his side.
Hmm. Even we were scared at that.

After telling us this much, Chuzai-san left for patrol. We were the left in the RPS by ourselves. It was tranquil even for the countryside.

Saijoh-kun, as he finished his iced tea,
“Hmm. I guess that’s what you call ‘rope and whip’.”

“Idiot. It’s supposed to be ‘candy and whip’^*1.”

“I see. They say it like that, too?”

They don’t just say it like that, that’s how it’s said!

“But then………”
“How do you do torture someone with candy?”

“No… The candy’s not a torture device…”

I disliked myself for even answering.

But,

“Hmm. Candy, huh… I guess that’ll work, too…”
Listen to me already!
Saijoh-kun was nodding to himself, but how was it “working”?

“By the way, his wife poured these, right?”
“Yeah, probably. I can’t imagine that Chuzai-san pouring it.”
“Whoa. I’m licking the cup!”

So Saijoh-kun started licking the droplets of water around the cup. I didn’t mind him licking the cup, but stop moving your tongue around! Your tongue! Why is your tongue pointed!?

And there!

His wife came in from the entrance today.

Pah-☆。.:*・゜

“Thank you for the hard work “

“Ah! M-m-ma’am!”
Why are you stuttering?

“Ufufu. You got caught again “

“Yessss. W-we were in the middle of receiving a little rope and whip right now.”

We hadn’t been whipped… What kind of situation was that?

Wife,
“Whip?”

“Ah. No, Ma’am. We were just WHImPering from the hard work. Thank you for your concern.”
Great Inoue-kun and I tried our best to cover.

“Oh? He poured iced tea for you guys? “

“Hve!? You weren’t the one that poured these!?”
Said Saijoh-kun who had been licking the cup for a while. With his tongue pointed for that matter.

Hmm. It’s rope and whip, right Saijoh?

“By the way, I bought some ice cream. Please have some “

“Yaaay!”

We acted like we were in elementary school.

At the time, unlike the big police boxes, the small RPS’ didn’t have stuff like coolers. With the windows and doors wide open, the summer breeze rang the wind chime. Time moved a lot slower than it does now.

Naturally, the heat meant that people dressed lighter. Now as before, high schoolers were filled with youthful vigor, and Chuzai-san’s wife dressing lighter was on our minds. Sometimes when the breeze would blow, her shirt sleeves would move about and give us a glimpse of her white brassiere.

“What… a nice breeze.”

“Really. It’s a nice breeze.”

In actuality, there was no way that she could know that the “nice breeze” that we said, and the “nice breeze” that she said, had totally different meanings.

*1 English equivalent of this is the carrot and the stick.

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