Prologue

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“So, you caught him!?” an old lady asked.
“We did! He’s a repeat offender; I’m glad we were able to get him off the streets quickly.”
“I’m so relieved! Thank you, Officer Lei!”
“Don’t mention it. It’s all thanks to your eyewitness info, Ma’am.”
“Is that you, Cynthia?”
“Mr. Sato!” I said. “How’s everything going?”
“Great!” he replied. “Your advice really helped with our peeping-tom situation.”
“Really!?”
“I put that gravel down outside the window, like you said. Now, you can hear it whenever someone walks by. The peeping-toms don’t come around anymore!”
“That’s great! I couldn’t let them just get away with peeping on girls trying to take a bath!”

I work in the West Arai Police Department’s Community Safety Unit. As far as job titles go, I’m a detective. I’m still super green tough, it’s only my second year on the force. My friends are always telling me that I don’t look like a detective,” and that I “don’t carry myself like a detective” and stuff…
“We can rest easy with you around, Officer Lei,” the old lady said.
“We’re in good hands with a talented detective like you here,” Mr. Sato stated.
“You guys are too kind, really…”
I don’t deal with serial killers, terrorists, the mafia or anything, but I think that creating a safe community for people to live in is an important job. People come to me with their problems, and we work to solve them together. That’s the kind of detective work I’m best at. Or at least that’s what I thought, until that man called my name and changed everything…
“Are you Detective Lei?”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
Who is this guy? I feel like I’ve seen him before somewhere…
“You’re going to the MPD.”
“The Metropolitan Police Department?”
“Yep.”
“Um, what do you mean?”
“You’re moving to the Metro Police Special Investigations Unit, today. Look.”
He says, as he unfolds a piece of paper.
“Notice of Personnel Transfer Detective Cynthia Lei is hereby transferred, from the West Arai Community Safety Unit, to the Metropolitan Police Special Investigations: 2nd unit. Effective immediately.”
“See?”
“T-transferred? …But I haven’t heard anything about this!”
“Well, yeah, obviously. This is my first time telling you.”
“I guess, but…”
“It’s a promotion. The guys in Special Investigations are our best and brightest. They go after the big dogs.”
“Best and brightest?”
“Well, they’re definitely a little… eccentric too, though.”
“Eccentric?”
“Never mind about that… Anyway, good luck!”
“Hey, wait a second!”
“Oh. Sorry about that, I’m Nomura, with Metro PD. Remember that name.”
“No, that wasn’t what I was going to-”  
“See ya later!”

And that’s how I ended up here. I stand in front of the Metro Police Department.
Wow… The MPD building is really impressive. What is up with this sudden transfer? There must’ve been some mistake.
Without thinking, I turn around to start back the way I came.
Wait. I can’t just ignore an official transfer notice.
I gather my courage and head towards the building.
But, actually…
“Whoa!!”
“I turn around to find a man in a three-piece suit standing immediately behind me.
“What brings you to the MPD today?”
“Oh, um… I’m here to…”
The man quickly looks me up and down.
“Are you a tourist?”
“T-tourist?”
“Head this way to get to the Imperial palace, go that way to get to Ginza and the other way for the International Forum.”
Stone faced, he points in a variety of directions.
“Oh, um, well, you see…”
I am NOT a tourist.
“Got it?” he asked.
“…Yeah.”
I take a step backwards, intimidated by the strength of his intense gaze.
“Well, take care.”
With those words, he leaves, walking towards the entrance of the building.
I guess he’s a detective here… He seems like a real straight-laced, top-notch investigator.
I watch him walk off, momentarily lost in thought. Suddenly, he spins back around.
Again? What is it this time?
“You should hurry and go. Someone’ll think you’re suspicious, loitering around here.”
“S-suspicious…!?”
“I mean, I thought so.”
And with that, he quickly heads into the building.
What was that all about!? Suspicious!? Yeah right! I’m a detective!
Any remnants of anxiety disappear.
“Time for me to walk into this place!”

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