RED-EYED PRINCESS

Chapter 6: Mission To Recruit Part Two

Arashi courteously extended a cup of steaming tea to his guest, gesturing towards the single couch in the room. He himself settled onto the comfortable cushions, waiting patiently for his guest to take a seat.

Shino Morida took a sip from his cup, and the room fell into a peaceful silence. He settled comfortably into the soft cushions of the sofa and observed his surroundings with a keen eye. "You have created a tranquil haven for yourself here," he remarked warmly.

Arashi's lips curled into a wry smile as he spoke, "Teaching is an incredibly demanding profession."

As Shino Morida looked around the room, he can't help but notice the chaotic state of disorganization. However, amidst the clutter, the sala stands out as an exception, radiating a sense of order and structure. The floor is covered with an array of books, carelessly strewn about, as if they were tossed aside in a hurry.

After glancing around the cluttered environment, Morida replied, "I suppose you're busier than ever."

Morida is a distinctive figure who can often be seen walking through urban areas with an ancient medieval sword hanging at his side and shining silver armor covering his body. It's apparent that he takes immense pride in displaying his membership in the prestigious government guild known as "Lost Mjolnir."

Arashi meticulously removed his pristine white coat, revealing his sleek black turtleneck. He then gently laid the coat on the couch, taking great care to ensure that the coat was draped perfectly, as if he were dressing the sofa itself.

Arashi, with a relaxed posture, asked the cop captain, "I'm curious, what brings you here? Don't you have a lot on your plate?"

Morida, with a hint of exasperation in his voice, took another sip of his drink and replied, "Oh, stop it. You know I am quite occupied at the moment."

Arashi playfully teased his friend, "Oh, are you too busy to hang out? Don't worry, feel free to leave then." His mischievous chuckle hinted at the light-hearted nature of their banter.

"Oh, come on! Don't be mean, teacher," "Morida responded to the joke of Arashi without any hint of offense, indicating that he did not take the joke seriously.

Morida takes a sip from his drink, his demeanor shifting to one of seriousness. Arashi senses that he has something important to say and remains quiet, patiently waiting for the cop to speak.

"You remember the guy I told you about?"

"Let me guess, you failed to catch him again?"

"Yeah . . ."

Arashi let out a heavy sigh, feeling the weight of what was to come bearing down on him once again. Weary from a long day at work, he reached up and removed his glasses, setting them down on his desk with a gentle clink. Closing his eyes, he hoped to give them some rest, while his mind braced itself for the inevitable.

Arashi closed his eyes and inquired, "What happened this time?"

Morida, in a state of irritation, reached into his pocket and retrieved a pack of cigars. He proceeded to extract a single cigar.

Morida, a seasoned cop of Lost Mjolnir, sighed heavily as he placed a cigarette in his mouth. Frustration etched across his face as he fumbled with a lighter that refused to ignite. "I have a rookie assistant this time around, and while he's competent, it's still not enough to catch that darn criminal," he muttered under his breath.

Arashi inquired with his eyes shut, "Did you come up with a good strategy?"

"Absolutely! But you must understand that he is no ordinary Knight," Morida replied, his eyes squinting as he attempted to light the cigar that dangled from his lips.