The hidden police officers want to be in the spotlight

“Name?” “Jugo Fushimi (Hiro).” “Age?” “Twenty-two.” “So, Mr. Fushimi—what you’re saying is…” A young police officer tapped his pen impatiently against the record sheet. “You were unknowingly dragged into a gang fight, knocked everyone down in self-defense, and neatly disarmed them one by one?” “That’s right. You summed it up very precisely.” Jugo Fushimi sat sincerely in the interrogation room. “So can I leave now? If I don’t, I’ll miss my enrollment at school.” “Uh—” No, he couldn’t. Because after more than an hour of interrogation, they had basically gotten nothing useful out of him. Chiyoda Ward, the very heart of Tokyo, had always been considered one of the safest districts. When the MPD received a report of a mass gang fight in Chiyoda, nobody had thought the words Chiyoda and gang fi