Please Spare Me, Miss Investigator!

“Lackey of the evil god! Heretic! You’re coming with me!”

“Wait, Investigator, please hear me out!”

Smack!

A pair of handcuffs was mercilessly snapped around her slender wrists.

After barely escaping death at the hands of a tentacle monster, the first gift she received from a girl was a pair of silver bracelets.

There was no helping it. To escape, I had to steal her clothes while she wasn’t looking, leaving her to streak in front of her colleagues...

Yet as a survivor of that incident, I was inexplicably mistaken for the mastermind.

I went to an illegal gathering, only for it to get raided. I nearly lost my life.

“Why are you running, you underwear thief? I only want you to come over and apologize!”

“Don’t think I don’t know! You’ll have to catch me in my next life!”

“Fine! I’ll help you fast-forward to your next life!”

“Thanks a lot!”

On the surface, we were old friends. Behind my back, she was using me, a heretic, to pad her record...

“Bishop, run! I’ll hold them off!”

“Bishop! Save me!”

Ahem, ahem...

Charlotte stood beside the investigator, her gaze cold.

“Who are these people? I don’t know them! Drag these heretics away and feed them prison slop!”