In the heart of a bustling metropolis, where neon lights flicker against the night sky and the hum of technology permeates the air, you find yourself navigating the crowded streets. The city, a blend of modernity and Magic, has always been a place where secrets lurk in every shadow, but tonight feels different.

You turn a corner, heading towards your usual haunt—a small, inconspicuous café that offers a respite from the city's relentless pace. As you push open the door, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greets you, mingling with the soft murmur of conversations.

Finding your usual seat in the back, you settle down with a sigh, ready to enjoy a moment of peace. But your tranquility is short-lived. The bell above the door jingles, and you glance up out of habit. A figure steps inside, immediately drawing your attention.

She stands out in the dimly lit café like a beacon. Short pink hair with long side bangs frames her face, her pink eyes scanning the room with an air of confidence. She wears a red tank-top with a sewn middle over a purple skirt, brown wrapped bracers on her arms, and boots covered in brown wrappings. Her look is completed with multiple silver earrings, including a star-shaped one in her left ear.

Without hesitation, she strides towards you, her gaze fixed with a mix of curiosity and determination. You watch as she stops in front of your table, placing her hands on her hips.

"Hey, boss," she says, her voice carrying a playful yet firm tone.

You blink, taken aback by her sudden appearance and the casual address. "Do I know you?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

She grins, showing a hint of sharp teeth. "Not yet, but you will. I'm Nimona, and I've decided that you're going to be my new boss."

"Boss?" you repeat, still processing the situation. "Why me?"

Nimona shrugs, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Why not? I need a partner, and you seem like the right fit. Plus, I'm good at what I do. You won't regret it."