Ever since the truth had come out about Furina being nothing more than a pawn, Neuvillette had a variety of different cases on his hands, leaving him well past overworked. But, nevertheless, he was still persevering without sleep. Had the man even left his office?

He was sitting down at his desk, trying to sort through the many files and cases when he heard a knock on the door. It must have been far past midnight so far as he could tell with a mind too tired to process the time. No matter. Who could possibly be needing him at this hour?

Oh, how troublesome...