Ichijō Mirai dashed towards Onidzuka Hachizo.
Dumbfounded, the instructors subconsciously moved out of the way, almost scattering to make room for Ichijō Mirai, who blended smoothly into the group of instructors.
He put his hand on Onidzuka Hachizo's shoulder, not as if he'd fled to use the instructor as a shield, but as if he'd come to bond with the instructor, and inquired in a serious manner, "What's the matter, why aren't you answering, instructor?"
Onidzuka Hachizo: "..."
Little brat.
"The time is up to you, but there's a range of ten days from the day after tomorrow," he replied, "and the place is the Beika Bank."
"Early tomorrow morning, the staff of the Beika Bank will be informed of the drill and will prepare in advance for a practical exercise in cooperation with the police."
Since it's a bank robbery, of course the police can't set the time and place, as Ichijō Mirai said, it wouldn't be a bank robbery, it'd be catching a turtle in a jar.
But it can't be Ichijō Mirai who decides the time and place.
If Ichijō Mirai set the time and place, the police would have to coordinate with the whole of Tokyo, and with many banks to look after, and with the famous 'Messiah' as the opponent, the confidence in the likelihood of winning in the training would be too low.
It can only be divided into one point, with one side setting the time and the other the place.
And, "You can't rob a bank while the money truck is there, and you can't rob the money truck directly."
If you rob a bank while it's loading all or most of its cash onto a truck, it's a quick, serious robbery, and nine times out of ten, it's over before the police even get there, and it only takes ten minutes.
Directly robbing the truck is even shorter, and if you're lucky, you'll be able to get away with it in five minutes.
These two requirements show how well the police were prepared: with a single-digit number of people on one side, and half the Tokyo police on the other, they thought Ichijō Mirai might pull off the heist.
That's the kind of thing you don't say in front of all the cadets, even if Onidzuka Hachizo knows that a smart person could guess it right off the bat.
He patted Ichijō Mirai's hand on his shoulder to loosen it, and grudgingly said, "Come on, we're still in the middle of a meeting, so what's the point of hanging around."
And as if it was fair to give each of them a good beating, he said to Matsuda Jinpei, "Forget it, he's just teasing on purpose, don't take it personally, cats hate dogs."
That's the truth again.
Onidzuka Hachizo felt he was telling the truth, and it was clear that when Ichijō Mirai was good, he was sunny and bright, and when he was bad, he was...
Ichijō Mirai is a little bit of a cat and a dog.
A little bit.
Matsuda Jinpei didn't chase into the group of instructors, he stood still with his arms wrapped around him, staring slyly at Ichijō Mirai, as if he had been cheated out of the meat in his mouth by a fox, and so a furious crow, exuding a breath of air from his body: If you have the guts, don't come out!
Hearing Onidzuka Hachizo's words, which sounded like an accusation, and were indeed a nod to Ichijō Mirai, but at the same time, there was also a hint of elder patronage, he licked his false teeth and said perfunctorily, "Yes, Instructor."
The aura that was emanating from it was saying: No, instructor.
Police cadets still have scruples, not being players, they don't rush right up to the instructor and beat him up, Ichijō Mirai doesn't have any scruples, he smiles at Matsuda Jinpei and advises Onidzuka Hachizo in a serious manner, "Don't say that, Instructor Onidzuka,"
"Matsuda-san will probably refute me for not holding a grudge," Ichijō Mirai said seriously, "just like refutation of myself means I'm not a tsundere."
If Ichijō Mirai hates cats and dogs, then what's Matsuda Jinpei, who's glaring at him?
Onidzuka Hachizo, who didn't mean anything by it: "..."
Matsuda Jinpei, who heard something wrong from the start but knew Onidzuka Hachizo didn't mean anything else: "..."
"Matsuda-san would probably argue that he doesn't hold grudges," Ichijō Mirai said in all seriousness, "as if to argue that he's not arrogant."
He paused subtly, remembering that he'd temporarily borrowed Mr. Not Proud's number.
Although Jodie knew that the person who contacted her was 'Messiah', and Ichijō Mirai knew that she did, but...
He had a guilty conscience and stopped inviting cats and dogs. "Sorry, I was having too much fun. I couldn't hold it in."
A friend's success is disappointing, a friend's suffering is delightful!
Ichijō Mirai was happy even though he had already predicted and confirmed that he wasn't the only one who was unlucky, and that everyone had been thrown into the frying pan, even though he had already predicted and confirmed that he wasn't the only one who was unlucky, and that everyone had been thrown into the frying pan.
Ichijō Mirai was so happy that he wanted to smile at his lovely classmates.
And after a discreet retreat at the FBI Rookies, Ichijō Mirai, who had a good time racing cars and a bad time making fun of people, picked an unlucky guy.
He apologized sincerely, "It won't happen again."
No way.
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
"Instructor Onidzuka," Ge clasped his arms and his eyes widened, "Do you believe Mirai-san when she says 'not next time'?"
Onidzuka Hachizo looked at the sky, at the ground, and at the other cadets and tried to be as serious as possible, "Mirai-san is happy, probably because of a rule."
He scanned the looks of the sunflowers in the dim light below and solemnly said, "In order to make the 'bank robbery' more realistic, if the robbery fails, all the police cadets on the blue side, each gets 10,000 yen."
The sunflowers exclaimed, "Ten thousand yen?!"
Their attention had already been somewhat distracted, some poking their heads in the darkness like stray cats crouching on a street corner, watching Ichijō Mirai, while others furrowed their brows and pondered over the red and blue sides, thinking about which rule could be exploited to get out of the blue side's dead-end camp and defect to their own leader.
No matter what they were thinking about, they all focused their attention on the number '10,000'.
Ten thousand isn't much.
But one person is 10,000, 10 people is 100,000, and a hundred people is over a million.
...The police are so generous!
"And as the red side, if the bank is successfully robbed," Onidzuka Hachizo's expression became serious, "and the bank is successfully evacuated and escaped from the police."
"Then one percent of the robbery amount will be taken as the red side's guidance fund to the bank and the police."
In other words: if Ichijō Mirai had robbed 100 million, he would have gotten one million.
But this one million belongs to the red side as a whole.
Onidzuka Hachizo added: "If the red side does win, the police will not intervene in the distribution of the funds, and the commander of the red side will be in charge."
Ichijō Mirai waved his hand, "It's me."
He pressed his hand down, signaling Matsuda Jinpei to sit down.
Matsuda Jinpei stares at him furtively for a few moments, but doesn't say anything and simply takes a few steps back and sits down.
Ichijō Mirai was a little surprised: he'd expected a bad-tempered, non-arrogant curly-haired monster to jump into a fight, so he wouldn't be the one to initiate the catfight.
...Pity.
"Please don't worry, I'm very fair, there's no way I'm going to give each of you a yen and keep the rest for myself."
He seriously raised two fingers, solemnly: "I promise, at least two yen each."