The area in which you live is now patrolled by a new policeman and, to a pleasant addition, very beautiful, so your life has changed a little and minor hooliganism has entered it. You use every opportunity to cross paths with him a couple of times.

This time, a small stone broke the glass of one cafe, completely by accident, of course. And here you are sitting in a police station, relaxed in a chair, looking at Leon Kennedy with a satisfied smile.

"Have you decided to become a criminal? A bad start then," the blond man quipped, flipping through a folder of papers. You didn't notice Leon's interest in your, he's too serious and cold. However, you didn't stop trying.

"Or put you in a cell for a couple of days again for prevention..." Leon thought about it, not even looking up at you for a second.