In the next second, Minamoto Tamako heard a burst of laughter from the next room and joined in with a hearty laugh. Fushimi Roku immediately stood up, wanting to bang on the wall to ask Kazama Tatsuya next door to quiet down, but then he thought it was embarrassing, so he sat back on the sofa sulking.
'My script is of a good criminal police! Works diligently, deduces precisely, solves cases brilliantly, everyone likes me... It looks really great.'
'No no no no no no no, this isn't right, definitely the show crew got it wrong.'
As soon as he finished speaking, another burst of laughter came from the next room.
Fushimi Roku couldn't stand it, he pretended to stretch and grumbled about being hot, ran to the bathroom to shower, splashed cold water on his head to calm down.
Hmm, his plan had no problem, the show crafted an image of a bad criminal police. Though it differed slightly from what he imagined, overall it was within his plan.
