When Sunny was informed that his new partner was a freshly promoted detective returning to work after an extended maternity leave — and one being pushed by the higher-ups for PR reasons, no less — he had imagined a comely woman who was well-suited to push the narrative of family values and nurturing care.
A maternal figure to soften the harsh image of the unpopular Mirage PD.
That woman standing in front of him, however…
Was so thoroughly not what he had imagined that he was stunned for a brief moment.
'H—huh?'
First of all, she wasn't just standing there… she was positively towering above him, as well as above the rest of the policemen gathered on the muddy shore. One of her ancestors had to have married a troll, or maybe an ogre — some kind of a mountain giant, for sure. Otherwise, he could not explain her staggering height.
Despite her questionable ancestry, though, the woman did not look like a troll. Instead... she looked like a supermodel. In fact, she was absolutely stunning, with a captivating face and a figure so gorgeous that it bordered on being deadly.
And as if that was not enough, her well-proportioned athletic body was perfectly sculpted, with lean muscles that put even Sunny to shame. The woman was wearing an unassuming athleisure outfit and a raincoat, but he could tell how terribly in shape she was.
It was as if a goddess had stepped down from a painting.
Sunny blinked a couple of times, slowly reevaluating her opinions of his rookie partner.
'Looks great on a poster, huh?'
He might have been a little wrong about the new captain.
The man knew what he was talking about.
Frowning deeply, Sunny raised a hand and beckoned the woman to lean down. She glanced at him with amusement, then obliged, hiding a paper bag she had been holding behind her back.
"What?"
When her face was close enough to hear whisper, Sunny said loudly:
"Do I look like a civilian to you, moron?! I am investigating the body!"
With that, he pulled out his badge from under the jacket and shoved it up under her nose.
She easily dodged the badge and looked at it in confusion. Then, the gaze of her stunning hazel eyes shifted back to Sunny, full of disbelief.
She seemed genuinely dumbfounded.
"Wha… you? You're the Devil Detective? But you're… you're tiny!"
Sunny closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath.
Behind his bombshell partner, there was a choir of frightened gasps.
"Oh no, oh no… we're all done for."
"He's going to kill her now, isn't he? "
"No! Not Detective Effie!"
"Should we call another ambulance?"
Sunny exhaled slowly through gritted teeth, then opened his eyes and looked at his supposed partner.
"Yes, I am. And you… what's your name?"
The woman seemed to have regained her composure. She straightened, saluted, and then gave him a brilliant smile.
"It's Effie! I'll be in your care, then!"
With that, she offered him her hand for a handshake.
Sunny stared at the offered hand for a few moments, then turned away and concentrated on the corpse.
"Shut the hell up and don't get in my way, Effie. Stay where you are and observe silently."
She lingered, then retracted her hand and sighed.
"So grumpy…"
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