Her and the other recruits start their first patrol

After a long stint of running around the police station, the men from before return to the classroom, drenched in sweat and looking furious at the brunette. Makoto didn’t care too much though, as she still remembered them laughing at her whilst her pants were down.

Nonetheless, the other recruits and Makoto make their way out of the classroom and into the underground garage where they kept their police cruisers. Everyone at that point had put on their police uniforms, with the men’s uniforms looking less tight around their bodies compared to Makoto’s.

Speaking of which, on their way down to the garage, Makoto couldn’t help but feel constricted by her outfit, like she was being squeezed by a giant python. It wasn’t too dissimilar to her phantom thief outfit from years ago, as her biker uniform clung to her figure almost just as tight.

Embarrassingly, Makoto remembered how her old outfit made her butt look big. She struggled to get used to it, especially with the likes of Akira and Ryuji taking subtly glances at her rear many times when she first started out.

“Attention recruits!” The older officer yelled in a large, booming voice as it echoed across the underground garage.

Makoto and the other recruits raised their hands in a salute, standing still in unison.

“Your class will be split into 4 groups of 10, and each group will be assigned a set of police officers to patrol their jurisdiction. You’ll ride with them in their cruisers to the patrol destination then follow them on foot. You must stay vigilant, and preferably ask as many questions as you need. Speaking of which, any questions?”

The class remained quiet as they continued their salute.

“At ease.” Said the older officer, to which the recruits and Makoto stopped saluting.

After that, the class of rookies and Makoto split off into groups of 10 before meeting with their group of officers. Makoto found herself in a group of particular students, with one of them being the same guy she swore was responsible for her pantsing earlier. The man had long blonde dyed hair, who couldn’t help but blatantly stare at her skirt covered ass.

Makoto tried to ignore him as the small group got into one of four cruisers. The inside of the cop car was like entering a new world for Makoto. Unlike a car, a police cruiser had an intricate and complex dashboard holding radios, interceptors, intercoms, computer navigation, and etc.

As she carefully slid inside of the front passenger seat, she shook the officers hand.

“Pleasure to meet you, sir!” Makoto said as she shook the cops hand firmly.

“I could say the same to you.” The officer replied.

“What jurisdiction are we going to be patrolling?” Makoto asked in earnest.

“We’re patrolling Shichijo today. It’s a bit of a drive so get comfy.”

“Shichijo? Wasn’t that a red light district?” One of the men behind them spouted.

“Shit, are we gonna arrest prostitutes?!”

“Shichijo isn’t really a red light district anymore. Sure, you got your message parlors and what not, but now it’s more of an entertainment district.”

Makoto was a little nervous going into Shichijo, as her history with such places weren’t the best. But if what the senior officer said was true, Makoto surely won’t have anything to worry about, right?