Chapter 222 - The Policeman is Watching
Upon arriving at the detention center, I was immediately subjected to a urine test.
Considering the instability of my words and actions, it could be said this was a natural measure.
However, no drug reaction was detected in my body.
The officers tilted their heads for a while, but eventually seemed to reach the conclusion that "this man is feigning a state of insanity to get his sentence reduced," and their attitude hardened instantly.
Specifically, I was roughly tossed into a solitary cell.
In other words, I'm alone now.
Of course, in a room with no girls.
I had heard from Gondo that celebrities tend to be placed in solitary cells because putting them in a shared cell makes other inmates restless, but I never thought I'd end up in this situation myself.
"Ange... I wanna smoke you, Ange..."
Falling into a state of delirium from beautiful girl deficiency, I passed the time by repeatedly banging my forehead against the wall.
I had completely forgotten my original goal of rescuing Sugitani-san.
"I want to bury my face in Ange's D-cup... I want to take Rio's C-cup into my mouth... I want to squeeze Ayako-chan's E-cup... I want to drown in Philia's G-cup... I want to return to my daily routine of observing the slight difference between Erin's A-cup and Chloe's B-cup... Huh? If there was one more girl with an F-cup, I could complete the set from A to G, right? Having only F missing feels weird, so maybe I should pick up an F-cup daddy's girl somewhere too...?"
As I muttered the cup sizes of my female housemates, the sun set, and before I knew it, it was night.
Of course, just because it got dark didn't mean my withdrawal symptoms would subside, and I kept wiggling my hands in the empty space, groping at breasts that shouldn't exist.
It's strange how, even while consumed by such madness, my internal clock still functioned properly.
Outside the window, it was already bright, and judging by how hungry I was, it was around nine in the morning.
It seemed I had been repeating my air-boob-groping all night long.
"Hey, Nakamoto, how long are you gonna keep pretending to have a mental illness? You've got a visitor, so get up."
"Ange... Do you know anyone? An F-cup daddy's girl. Bring her to me, Ange..."
"Just such a young lady has come to see you. Don't keep her waiting too long."
"Ange!?"
I sprang up with a start and saw the cell door being opened. The room instantly became bright.
I began to walk sluggishly toward the light.
"Ange..."
As I crawled out, my handcuffs and waist rope were removed on the spot.
It seemed my hands would be free during the visit.
Though, what I needed now wasn't freedom, but a girl under eighteen.
"This way. Follow me."
I walked as the officer instructed, turned three corners, and was led to a small room.
This was the visitation room.
Right there, Angelica was...!
"Father..."
"Ange!"
Overwhelmed with emotion, I rushed straight to Angelica.
But between us was a transparent acrylic partition, preventing any touch.
Pressing my palms flat against the partition, I called out her beloved name.
"Ange! Ange...!"
"Father, you look so haggard? D-Don't tell me you were tortured?"
That was a very medieval-world way of thinking.
Through the acrylic sheet, I could see Angelica was about to cry.
By the way, this sheet had countless holes at face height, so we could hear each other's voices clearly.
It was the kind with holes arranged in a circle, often seen in prison scenes on TV dramas. When I asked the supervising officer, he said the holes were called "Speaking Holes."
Yes, right now a guard officer was standing next to me.
But as if to say "who cares about that," Ange and I immersed ourselves in our own world.
"I missed you... I missed you so much, Ange..."
"Me too..."
Angelica whispered in a tearful voice.
"I believe in your innocence, Father. I'll testify that it was a relationship with marriage in mind, and that everything was consensual..."
Perhaps because I inhaled Angelica's sweet scent through the holes, my thinking ability rapidly recovered.
My goal. The reason I was here. What I had to do.
I remembered everything, and once I calmed down, I tried asking a question.
"Hey, how is my arrest being reported? Did the shows I appeared on get cancelled or something?"
"Well... Your case hasn't appeared on TV or in the newspapers at all. It seems they're saying you're on hiatus due to poor health."
Was a media blackout in place?
Maybe the group supporting Sugitani-san was pulling strings behind the scenes.
If so, my social damage would be zero.
"Father, when can you come home?"
"I don't know. There's still a lot I need to do."
"...I want you to come back soon. I can't bear to sleep in a bed without you. I'm... lonely."
"Me too..."
I could see the supervising officer was dumbfounded.
A suspect arrested for indecent acts with a minor, flirting with a minor visitor right in front of a police officer.
One could call this an act of ballsiness beyond all reason.
"This board has holes in it, doesn't it?"
"Well, without holes, we wouldn't be able to hear each other."
"Since there are holes... don't you think we could do various things?"
"What do you mean?"
Looking, Angelica was pressing her lips against a Speaking Hole and closing her eyes.
Huh?
Inside a police station.
With a policeman standing next to me, his temple twitching.
She wanted me to kiss a sixteen-year-old girl who came to visit, through a partition?
No matter how ignorant I am of Japanese laws and common sense, isn't that a bit much, Angelica-san... Damn, her saliva is delicious!
"...We're... pretty passionate, aren't we..."
I was weak.
I was a man who couldn't resist temptation.
It seemed that just one day apart had started my withdrawal symptoms.
Before I knew it, I was drawn in, sucking on the tip of Angelica's tongue.
Since it was a small hole, only the tip could pass through, but still, a kiss was a kiss.
I could hear the supervising officer screaming, "Hey, that's a flagrant crime right there!?" but what's done is done.
Slowly pulling my lips away from the acrylic sheet, I met eyes with Angelica, her face melting.
The sheet was fogged up from our breath.
"Father..."
A silver thread stretched from Angelica's lips.
No matter who saw it, it was a criminal scene. Not just a scene, it was the crime itself.
But whatever, I was planning to put these officers to sleep anyway after this to rescue Sugitani-san.
The Public Security people would cover it up anyway. There was also the option of having Erin use brainwashing magic.
Nothing to be afraid of.
"Thanks, Ange. I feel a lot better."
"Father, Father, I still have more to give you!"
"Huh?"
Looking, Angelica was pressing her breast against the Speaking Hole, squishing it through.
I see.
So she wanted me to touch the breast flesh protruding from the hole, huh.
As a gift from a daughter to her father, this was ideal. Filial piety at its peak.
Unfortunately, my fingers wouldn't fit through the hole, so I'd have to receive it with the tip of my tongue...
"Nakamoto, you're under arrest for flagrant indecency."
Just as I was about to stick my tongue into the Speaking Hole, the officer, his eyes bloodshot, grabbed my shoulder.
But he was no match for me, now fully recovered in spirit.
"Sorry, but you're gonna sleep for a while."
"What the...!?"
"This is a dream. There's no way something like this could happen in reality, right?"
Putting the officer to sleep with sleep magic, I smashed the acrylic sheet with my fist.
Pulling Angelica inside, the rescue operation was finally beginning.
"Is it okay to use such a violent method?"
"It's fine because I'll use Concealment. Well, I mean, we'll probably get caught on the security cameras once we're in the hallway. We're going for a quick resolution. It'll probably get noisy soon enough."