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INSIDE THE QUIET AND ARID HOSPITAL ROOM IN THE LATE MIDNIGHT, you were sat on a comfy chair beside your brother's coma with a look on your face that was about to swept with tears.

You slowy bit your lip, and with much pressure- you just started to silently cry. "Oh why, bastard? You saved the criminal but you, yourself didn't?.." your thoughts went mild as you wipe your eyelids with your fingers gently.

He was just peacefully laid down, asleep on the coma with bruises and scars all over his face, neck and down to his arms. Poor guy.

And a sudden vehemence twitched into your bloodstream as you thought of- millionare bastard. "I swear to heavens if I see him again, he won't breathe anymore at all!" you compressed your fists angrily.

You can't believe this man called Daisuke. A millionare but is completely an idiot, he was an almost perfect human-being ti'll his true colors were shown.

A complete pervet and idiot, an accurate definiton of him indeed.

Your eyes was getting tired and it was forcing itself to close now since you are already exhausted for the whole day. Your hands and fingers were also wounded, bruised up into tiny scars.

And not to mention, an exposed and miserable mark was noticeably displayed on your neck. You gently pressed your finger on it while your feelings were burning in infuriation.

Without you even realizing it after an hour passed, you were already asleep. Your head was tilted down close to your shoulder as you snored softly on the cold air brushing on your skin. It was so comfortable.

"No.. I.. I can't s-sleep.. I have to..."

Sunlight was peaking on your vision causing you to rub your eyes before opening them subtly. You yawned while streching your muscles on the warm bed, still unconcious on where you are.

As you finally brought yourself back into reality, you realized that you were inside a gigantic bedroom that contained a master bed with dozens of comfortable pillows and blankets.

And realization hit you as you noticed that you weren't wearing your work clothes, instead your body was wrapped with an oversized white fabric- a polo that doesn't particulary belongs to you.

And what's more worse, like ten billion times worse for you was that- you weren't wearing shorts but only your underwear on your bottoms. "What the heck!"

Your eyes scanned the entire room, it was a hotel room of a five-star for wealthy people. It looked so neatly arranged and luxurious that it seemed like only one human could pay for such a hotel room.

That's when you were snapped instantly back into your mindset.

You hopped of the bed as you ran towards a small, round table that had an envelope placed there. You grabbed it and opened it with your fingers, your eyes enlarges in shock.

A billion of dollars was seen inside the envelope. You knew it, you immediately knew who did this to you.

And it wasn't just that, the person even left a note: "Morning to you too, amorcito. I booked you in a hotel last night since you looked awfully tired, I also left you some cash. Just tell me if the amount is too minor for you. -D"

(a/n: and i oop- if u dont know, "amorcito" means little love in the spanish language.)

You quickly crampled the paper and threw it on the tiled floor. You felt irritated but you have no idea why you were. You chattered your teeth. "Why is that millionare bastard doing this me?!"

After searching your work clothes that was scattered across the room. You quickly wore them up but you didn't removed the white polo on you, since your actual polo from last night was just so wrinkled and ripped off.

You tucked in the oversized polo in your black jeans as you multitasked to wear your jacket as well. Then you grabbed all your belongings as you threw in your pockets the envelope Daisuke left for you.

Then just like that, you stormed out of the hotel room with your blood firing and pumping in your veins.

It was so early and you just woke up around eight in the morning but your day was just already getting ruined, you've never felt like this before in your past life.

After a few more minutes, you finally reached the Metropolitan Police Department. Luckily, the hotel building wasn't that far from your workplace. It was only like one or two kilometers.

You sprinted inside the building as you bumped into multiple people greeting you a wonderful morning. You were in a rush so you only caressed a smile at them and continued walking away nonstop.

As you finally reached the room, where the Modern Crime Prevention Task Force sits by. You slammed the door open and everyon's attention inside the room shifted to you.

"I'm not late! I'm just in time!-"

Yumuto looks at you in disbelief. "I just broke my pencil because of you, (Y/n)! I don't even have a sharpener to begin with! Unbelievable." he groans as he throws the pencil in the trash bin.

You rolled your eyes at him while mumbling an apology of sham, then you bowed down and greeted everyone for the morning.

As you sat down at your working spot, you noticed your brother was absent. Guess like he still needs time to recover soon, you hope he does.

"Ah, (Y/n)-san." Kiyomizu calls you with his hand movements signaling you to come forward on his desk. You obey his orders and quickly slid your way infront of him.

"What is it, Kiyomizu-san?" you ask as you approached him.

He sighs before speaking, "A new male Chief Inspector will join our team. So apparently, this man has chose you to become his assistant from now on. I will send you some papers to sign on as an agreement."

Your eyebrows rose in unision. "Me?" you point at yourself with an unfazed look.

Kiyomizu started lending you a stack of papers to start signing on. You trembled as you recieved the unexpected dry sheets on your hands.

"W-Wait, hold on a second. I haven't agree to thi-"

Your words were cut off as the door of the room slammed opened again after it was knocked by someone.

After giving you the papers, Kiyomizu quickly stands up and glides his way onto the person who appeared on the entrance of the room.

You quickly walked towards your desk again as you dropped the stack of papers on top of it after heaving a relieving sigh. Kamei nudges you on the elbow, "That fellow.."

Kamei and the other people in the room's expressions looked shocked while his eyes were glued upon the person on the door.

You lifted a brow at him as you shifted your head to also look at where he is mentioning at. Then your eyes enlarges like saucers, it was too elusive to not be surprised at the present sight.

"Oh man holy sh*t!-"

"Everyone, everyone! I'd like you to meet Daisuke Kambe-san. From today, he is our colleague and he is from the Kambe Family. He also recieved special training in the UK." Kiyomizu adds in as everyone's eyes draws in further to the polished-looking man just standing subtly and quietly on the door frame.

Daisuke's bonny blue hue eyes traveled and scanned briefly the whole room. He halts as his eyes landed on you, he stared at you for a moment before you notice his lips slowly curving up.

You felt yourself gulped down your saliva.

"Damn, this day is gonna be added in my worse-days playlist now too."

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