"A...beach match?"
Elie tensely nodded. Then she remembered that Tio couldn't see her colleague and friend over the phone.
"T-That's right. It's all very last minute. I only found out this morning." It had prompted her to leave the LAW associated luxury hotel and vent her frustrations and anxiety as she walked along the beach.
"I knew I was going to be working alongside a detective when I agreed to work the LAW case, but I didn't think we'd be facing each other so quickly." A blush spread across her cheeks.
"Or...with so...little...clothing."
"In my experience Elie, wrestlers are hardly accustomed to wearing much clothing to begin with."
"Y-You know what I mean, Tio!" She burst out with clenched eyes and closed fists. Followed by a dejected sigh.
"I'd honestly rather ride the Horror Coaster at Mishelam Wonderland than go through with this. If I had any choice in the matter." The silence told the platinum haired girl that her admission had stunned Tio. It was no secret that Elie's biggest fears were related to all forms of supernatural terrors and ghosts.
"Perhaps it would not be so bad, were it not for..." The voice on the other line trailed off.
"What? Not for what?!" Elie repeated.
"I'm not stupid, Tio! When I mentioned his name earlier, you reacted strangely. Be honest with me. Do you know him?"
"I've certainly had...interactions with him." The genius prodigy admitted.
"Lloyd Bannings. Age 21. Arrived at the police academy shortly after graduating high school. Has a cat named Mishy. Suffered his first loss against the masked demoness Yin a few days ago. He's..." Tio seemed to be struggling to find the words.
"I wouldn't necessarily call him a deviant. Yet with the large female following he attracts, some speculate that he is a playboy. And he seems to have a knack for finding himself in highly compromising, suspicious positions with unsuspecting ladies. Take the aforementioned Yin for instance. During her match with him, he 'claimed' to accidentally fall onto her chest. And then once she pinned him, the pair engaged in a rather...sensual kiss-".
"STOOOOOOP!! I don't want to hear another word!!" Elie protested with a squeal.
"What if he tries something salacious on me? A hand in the wrong place, or if he wants to oil me up before we start...oh, this is a nightmare...!" The girl was so fraught with peril at the prospect of what awaited her against this nefarious man, she didn't actually concentrate on where she was going, or who was ahead of her. She walked right into another beachgoer who was following the winding trail down from the hotel, the difference in terrain elevation meaning that Elie bumped her forehead right into their chest. Stumbling backwards and falling down upon the sand, her phone landing beside her.
"Ohhh...goodness, I'm so sorry! T-That was on me, not looking where I was going..." The girl rubbed her forehead, the glare from the sun obscuring her vision of her victim as a result of her clumsiness. Her knees upon the ground, legs spread beside her hips. The pink swimsuit she was wearing for her upcoming match left little imagination when it came to her impressive cleavage. Meanwhile, her bikini bottoms revealed her smooth, slender thighs that seemed to reflect the sun's rays off them...
