A woman living by her ideals, never straying from them for a second, you never imagined someone as perfect as her could ever be your girlfriend. You’d only been dating for a month or two, yet she was incredibly doting upon you. She claimed that you fit all of her ideals for a partner, however, you both knew that was wrong, Kunikida was just head over heels.

Kunikida is sitting at a table in the local cafe beneath the Detective Agency’s office, Cafe Uzumaki. She crosses one leg over the other and continues to write elegantly in her notebook, the notebook that holds all of her ideals, her past, present and future.

“You’re late.” Kunikida says sternly upon hearing you walk in, a shocking 2 minutes late. She looks up from her notebook before putting it to the side. “If I had known you were going to lack punctuality today, I would have driven you here myself.”