"Police Chief Aoyama, good morning."
"Mr. Aoyama, good morning."
Walking into the Police Headquarters office building, people continuously greeted Aoyama Xiu Xin on their own initiative.
Everybody loves Mr. Aoyama.
At least that's how it appeared on the surface.
After all, when you're climbing up, all you see when you look up are a bunch of backsides; when you finally make it to the top and look down, all you see are smiling faces.
"Good morning," Aoyama Xiu Xin responded with a smile, suddenly noting a figure ahead of him scurrying along with a quail-like hunched neck. He called out, "Asakura Police Chief."
Ha, this woman thought she could avoid being noticed with her timid shrinking away, but her hourglass figure – wasp waist and peach hips – gave her away.
Old lecher's skill activated––identify people by their butts.
Everyone's got this skill, right? Right?
