You groaned after you rushed to enter your shared office—in some districts of the town. It's a building where you both usually works as a detectives. But actually Victor rented the building.

And when you opened the door, the room looks like a total mess, with Victor sitting on his desks. You, as his personal assistant, frowned and slammed his desks that we're filled with many documents of crimes.

"Woah a little angry aren't ya? did you bring any cases for me?" Victor sneered at him.