Knock, knock—
Angel knocked on the office door.
"Come in." Dunn's slightly muffled voice came from behind the door.
Angel opened the door and walked in. Dunn Smith was seated in his high-backed chair, wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat, his head lowered as he wrote something. The trench coat and top hat he usually wore outside hung on the coat rack beside him.
Hearing someone enter, he glanced up, set down his fountain pen, leaned back, and stretched.
"Did you run into Borgia and the others?"
He asked with a smile, as though everything was under control.
"Yes, I said goodbye to them. Miss Lorotta also... also invited me to visit Backlund sometime."
Remembering what Leonard had said earlier, Angel's tone was a little unnatural.
"Lorotta is... somewhat, well, somewhat unusual. You don't need to take it too seriously." Noticing her strange expression, Dunn pressed his fingers to his forehead and explained with a wry smile, "But she's a reliable teammate. We'll often cooperate with the Backlund Diocese in the future, and you'll understand. In battle, they're all trustworthy people."
Captain, you really didn't need to deliberately emphasize "in battle"...
"Then, Captain, why did you ask me to come to your office?"
To end this topic that had made them both uncomfortable, Angel quickly stated her purpose.
"Ahem—it's like this. During yesterday's mission, you were attacked in Docklands by an armed man. In self-defense, you returned fire with your legally carried revolver and accidentally killed him."
As though he had only just remembered why he had summoned Angel to his office, Dunn picked up a document from the desk. As he opened it, he imitated the tone police officers often used.
"Yesterday, after Frye handled the body, he transferred it to the Tingen City Police Department. After comparing