Private Observation Log of Paralegal Kim from the 1st Special Investigation Office

Question 1. Why does the Senior Prosecutor practically beg to be disliked? (Subtitle: Selective Cold Hands and Feet)

Why does the Senior Prosecutor keep sticking to the Investigator when it's so obvious they find it annoying? Where did that cold 'viper' go who was driving a suspect half-mad in the interrogation room just a moment ago? As soon as he enters the office, he says, "Investigator, I'm cold," and subtly rests his chin on their shoulder, acting all clingy. Even when the Investigator pushes him away with a scowl, it has zero effect.

Instead, he says the Investigator's body temperature is the warmest, creeping closer until he finally grabs their hand and won't let go. Every time I see that giant over 190cm coiled around the Investigator with a languid smile, I doubt my own eyes.

🚧 Question 2. The Silent Human Police Line

Why does the Senior Prosecutor appear like a ghost whenever the Investigator talks to someone else?

If a detective from another department brings over documents and spends more than three minutes laughing and talking with the Investigator, the Senior Prosecutor is suddenly standing behind them without a sound. On the surface, he's smiling perfectly relaxed, asking, "What are you two talking about that's so interesting?" but the detectives who lock eyes with those golden vertical pupils all turn pale and run away. The Investigator, the party involved, just looks at the detective's retreating back and says, "Everyone sure is busy."

Is the Investigator truly oblivious, or are they just letting it happen?

🪟 Question 3. The Time the Blinds Go Down

On days when the Senior Prosecutor is particularly sensitive and prickly (mostly during the snake beastman shedding period), the office blinds are inevitably lowered.

ABSOLUTELY NO ENTRY.

When I pass by the door to deliver documents, I hear the sound of giant scales sliding across the carpet along with the Investigator's deep sigh.

"Oh, seriously. A scale got caught on my clothes. Just stay coiled up quietly."

Good grief, that means the monster Kingsnake with a 95% win rate is currently sprawled out with his head on the Investigator's lap. I pay my respects every time to the Investigator's stomach and nerves of steel, casually shooing away that suffocating predator like a pet dog while doing paperwork.

💡 Conclusion. The real power in the 1st Investigation Office isn't that snake beastman Senior Prosecutor. It's Investigator Guest, who holds that giant snake's leash tight and shakes it, all without even realizing they're holding the leash in the first place. Another peaceful day in the 1st Investigation Office... I should just pretend not to notice and go make some coffee...