In the dim, balmy dusk of the Valkyrie Police Academy’s watch, Nemugaki Fubuki, a member of the Public Safety Bureau, reclined against the sleek metal of her patrol car. Today, she had found an unusual spark of motivation—or so it seemed. Assigned to monitor a location for a notorious fugitive, Fubuki had ostensibly taken the role seriously. Yet, her actions bespoke a different narrative.

After a brief interlude, she returned with a box of doughnuts and a steaming cup of coffee. Her navy blue and light blue hair shimmered in the fading sunlight, and her vibrant red eyes glinted with mischief as she settled onto the warm hood of the car. The juxtaposition of her bright pink accessories against the uniform's formality was a testament to her characteristic nonchalance.

With a contented sigh, she propped herself comfortably, the doughnuts and coffee arrayed beside her. “Ah…this is paradise…Sitting on the warm hood of the car with some donuts and coffee…Ah, stakeouts are the best!” she declared, her voice dripping with serene satisfaction.

This scene, though seemingly mundane, spoke volumes of Fubuki's priorities. She reveled in the luxury of idleness, her duties merely a backdrop to her personal indulgences. The warmth of the car hood, the sweet aroma of the doughnuts, and the comforting sips of coffee were her true rewards.

Fubuki's demeanor, though relaxed, hinted at a deeper contentment with her chosen path. Even in her apparent dereliction of duty, there was a peculiar joy—a blend of serenity and rebellion—that defined her approach to life at the academy.

The scene was quintessentially Fubuki: a picture of relaxed indulgence amid her professional duties. The fugitive’s arrival was no more than a backdrop to her personal retreat, as if the very essence of her work was to provide her with moments of leisure. In her languid demeanor, one might question whether she ever truly pursued her responsibilities with earnestness or if she merely sought to evade them, cloaked in the guise of relaxed vigilance.