[h1] [center] Japan - Tokyo; 8PM [/center] [/h1] 

The rain beat down on the pavements, a harsh and unrelenting shower. The night sky had few stars, most of which were dimmed by the downpour. 

In the government building, there was the regular buzz and bustle. Each unit was required to stay in their offices in case of emergency, as a latent criminal could be detected at any possible time, and they had to be ready and on task. Each office was equipped with a sliding door, which could be opened from the inside or outside only by Inspectors, should they need to leave the Enforcers alone. The cafeteria was half-full, with Enforcers who were off-duty lazing about, sharing a table and chatting amongst themselves. Inspectors usually kept their distance from the Enforcers unless at work or in public, as their Crime Coefficient and Psycho Pass could be transmitted if the Inspector had a weak mental will. The Enforcers refused to mingle with most Inspectors anyway; they disliked the way they were treated, as though they were hunting dogs and nothing more.

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Mi sat at a desk full of Enforcers in the cafeteria, laughing and sharing jokes with them as they ate. Most Inspectors looked down on her as well, as she chose to mingle and befriend all Enforcers if they allowed her to. A few months after she was transferred to M.W.P.S.B from Human Resources, most of the Enforcers saw her as a close friend and someone that was different from most of society. She didn't condemn them; didn't want to. She had a leg propped up on her chair, sitting in a rather unladylike way. However, she had formal pants on, and she didn't really care with social etiquette, especially since she was now off-duty. She could relax.

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Jun sat at his desk, both feet on the table in front of him. His headphones were dragged over his ears as he balanced the keyboard on his lap, typing up a report that was supposed to be submitted an hour ago. However, as the head of M.W.P.S.B was probably swamped with work, she didn't come to hound him for his report. He took it as a lucky chance and proceeded to complete it. He reached for another pack of sweets under his desk, opening it and resuming his work as he chewed on the sweet.