By late July, Tingen City's temperature had gradually begun to drop. Though it still could not be called crisp autumn weather, even under the blazing noon sun, the sunlight merely felt glaring, and there was no longer any need to hide in the shade to escape the heat.
A week had passed since Angel and Klein had "officially joined" the Nighthawks and had been introduced to the other members by Dunn Smith during the group dinner.
During that time, Angel had taken on formal shifts, read newspapers in the recreation room, lost money at Fight Evil, guarded Chanis Gate late at night, patrolled graveyards within their jurisdiction alongside the other Nighthawks, and handled quite a few cases transferred by the Police Department that were suspected to involve Beyonder powers.
She had not forgotten why she had joined the Nighthawks. In her spare time, she had read through most of the internal documents and collections, and had even tried translating Roselle Gustav the Great's diaries with Old Neil. Unfortunately, she was still completely clueless about how to return to Earth.
Perhaps if she stayed longer and tried borrowing documents from other dioceses, she might gain something?
She comforted herself with that thought.
"Five ten-pence lunches, please!"
The waiter from Old Veil Restaurant arrived at Blackthorn Security Company on schedule to take their lunch order. Angel looked around at the members in the reception hall, counted in Kenley, who was on duty at Chanis Gate, and Old Neil, who was guarding the armory, then ordered work lunches for all of them.
Dunn Smith, Royale Reideen, and Frye had already gone out for their daily patrol of the jurisdiction and would, as usual, have lunch outside. Leonard Mitchell had received notice to collect documents from the Police Station. Seeka Tron was off today.