Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 38

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Officer Sanada's hand trembled as he stirred his coffee. The spoon hit the glass with a sharp ding. That number was astronomical!

Unbelievable. Worrisome. His old fatherly heart instantly shot up to his throat. "Don't tell me you've been tricked into doing something illegal."

"If it comes to that, even if it's you, I'll have to bring you to justice."

"Oh, come on, no way." Ikki waved her hand. "Who do you think I am? Nobody can scam me."

"Though, Gojo-san's personality is kind of... hard to explain, but he's helped me a lot. Actually, he even hooked me up with my current gig. Just subbing for him a few days can earn me over a million yen."

He was basically her dream-come-true money god!

Hearing this, Officer Sanada grew even more uneasy.

Fact: a grown man, throwing huge sums of money at a teenage girl.

His gaze lingered on Ikki's face.

Confirmed: her looks were enough to knock out half the entertainment industry.

Then her personality—when she wasn't provoked, she was easygoing and pleasant.

What did this mean?

What did this mean?!!!

This guy had bad intentions!!

There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world!

With years of casework experience, Officer Sanada's expression hardened instantly, his face turning dark. "That Gojo guy, how old is he?"

"I don't know, doesn't look that old though."

Come to think of it, she really didn't know how old Gojo was. No, actually, aside from his name, she didn't seem to know much else about him at all.

"Ikki." Officer Sanada let out a long sigh, his tone earnest and patient. "You need to understand, some people, they look perfectly decent, but inside they're nothing but rotten. You have to keep your guard up, understand?"

"As a cop with over thirty years of service, I've seen more criminals than the meals you've eaten."

"The kinder someone seems to you, the more cautious you should be!"

"You're still young, you don't know how dangerous society is, how dark people's hearts can be."

Ikki blinked, got what he meant, and couldn't help laughing and crying at the same time. "Uncle Sanada, you're overthinking it."

"Gojo-san is blind, he can't even see what I look like. He just purely likes my strength, that's all."

As she spoke, she bent her arm and struck a bodybuilder pose. "I'm this strong, paying me big money is totally normal."

"Blind??" Sanada frowned. "Are you sure he's really blind?"

"Y-yeah... probably?" Ikki thought of that whining-monster incident and hesitated a little. "He's got bandages wrapped over his face."

"Who would cover their eyes with bandages for no reason if they weren't blind? Not afraid of walking into a wall?"

No normal person would do that.

Officer Sanada felt she had a point and loosened up a little, but still didn't rest easy. "Either way, don't let your guard down with him, you hear?"

He spoke with the heart of a worried father.

"Relax, relax. He's a teacher at a religious school." Ikki knew he meant well, so she tried to reassure him. "To get a teaching license, except for the few scumbags, most of them have basic teacher ethics, right?"

"Besides, I'm broke. What's a guy who casually throws out ten million yen gonna want from me?"

"He does sound like a decent guy, but you still can't be careless, okay?" Officer Sanada sighed. "Also, some of these files are confidential. Be careful not to copy those."

"Yeah yeah, I got it." Ikki nodded.

Seeing that, Officer Sanada let out another sigh.

If the chief hadn't given the order, he never would've let her casually browse these files.

To Sanada, Tsukishima Ikki's very existence felt like a challenge to his lifelong worldview.

If he hadn't met her, he would've still been the suburban cop who believed in science and rejected superstition, and his chief would still be the guy yelling "There's only one truth!" every day, obsessed with solving unsolved mysteries and tough cases.

But after they crossed paths with Tsukishima Ikki during a criminal arrest, their worldview had been crushed into dust—by her, and by that monster that suddenly appeared.

He still remembered that first impression: the girl's peach blossom eyes curved slightly, her smile sweet and cute, her gaze clear, her voice soft and polite. She was the perfect good girl next door.

But then, once the monster showed up, the girl flipped instantly.

One second she was all sweet and charming, the next she was ripping out power lines to fight a giant beast.

The cops lying in wait to ambush the suspect had their eyes bulging, jaws dropping to the floor, like muted squeaky chickens, their heads full of one thought: What the hell?!

From then on, Sanada had amulets hanging all over him, and the chief's catchphrase changed to: "Maybe it's a monster? Should we call Ikki-chan to take a look?"

Later, after Officer Sanada deliberately dug deeper, he learned that outside of the ordinary world they lived in, there was another world—a world full of danger and crises.

And in that world existed a group of people. A low-key group, hidden in the shadows, who had fought monsters for years.

It was thanks to their protection that society stayed peaceful, that order hadn't been wrecked by monsters.

He didn't have the powers those people did, but within his limits, he was willing to help them however he could.

He believed the chief thought the same, which was why he bent the rules sometimes for incidents involving Tsukishima Ikki, covering up strange events around her, and turning a blind eye to her shrine maiden side hustle.

In a way, they'd practically watched Ikki grow up, so Officer Sanada could see her recent changes more clearly than anyone.

It was like a drifter finally finding home, like a wanderer lost at sea stumbling onto land.

Her eyes now held something more.

This kid, with a bright smile, had once told them she already had her future all planned out. She would study like a normal person, get into a good university, get a job and become a corporate drone, save up to buy a new house, and live an easy life as a laid-back, well-off young woman.

But they all knew—she could never be ordinary.

Back when she was only twelve or thirteen, she wasn't as skilled at controlling her power as she was now. When she accidentally pushed a thug who bullied her friend so hard that he ended up severely injured in the ICU, she dropped out of school and stayed home. Every day she would buy box after box of eggs, and after dark, she would secretly leave steamed eggs, fried eggs, fried rice noodles, and other dishes by the homeless.

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