Sherryl was about to return from her hour long break when she received a phone call from her half-brother, Milo. She picked up the call upon the last ring after deciding to eventually pick up the call.

"What's up, Milo?"

"Sherrie!" Milo greeted happily and Sherryl winced from his ecstatic tone.

"Could you be even more loud, Lo?"

"Of course, but thank god you picked up! I was beginning to worry an-"

"Get to the point, Lo. What did you call me for?"

A sheepish chuckled could be heard from the other line and Sherryl wasn't amuse by it.

"Milo."

"Um, you're good with math, right?"

Sherryl found it an odd question, but she was more curious as to why her little brother would be asking that in the first place.

"Not really. Why?"

He dodged her question and asked another.

"Do you perhaps know someone that does?"

"Even if I did, what's it to ya?"

"Hmm, are you busy then?"

"Milo."

"Just tell me if you're busy or not, sis."

"I'm still on my break. Is there a reason why you called, little bro? Don't you have cram school right now?"

"No. I've been skipping it lately. It's been getting too much lately."

"Milo. You know how Diane feels about your education, especially when winter break is coming soon."

"I know, Sherrie, I know, but mom doesn't let me have any fun and all I do is study, study, and more studying."

Sherryl knew that her step-mother could be a bit strict, high strung, and controlling, but it was her duty as a parent to make sure her child had the best education as possible. Even if at times Diane was a total about it and ignore Milo's slight behavior of it.

"Are you in trouble again?" Sherryl asked knowing the habits of her step-brother whenever he needed to be bail out of serious trouble.

Milo reluctantly revealed the real reason he contacted his eldest sister and Sherryl let out a sigh knowing that he got himself into another sticky situation again. She left work immediately and hurried to meet him and his buddies.

"Officer Bang."

Chris stopped typing upon hearing his name and gazed up at his superior with a curious look.

"Yes, Chief Watson?"

"Have you heard about your upcoming transfer to headquarters?"

He knew, but he feigned cluelessness wondering why it was being brought up now.

"Headquarters? No. Why am I being transfer, Chief Watson?"

"You've produced excellence results over the year since you've been here at  East Akaso Police Station, but we've decided that you'll show even greater promise at the First Division of the Nizho Metropolitan Police Department thanks to your impressive evaulation."

"Thank you kindly for your words, but I can't just leave you guys like that." Chris said with a polite smile.

"Don't worry about it."

Chief Watson dismissed with a wave of his hand.

"Um, so then when does my transfer become effective?"

"After the new year." Chief Watson answered with a sad smile.

"Oh? That's pretty fast?"

"Yup. Just need to finish somemore paper work and you'll be hanging with the bigshots soon. Just stop by when you're in the area."

"I will, sir."

Chief Watson walked away after patting Chris on the shoulder and he looked about the office. He sure was gonna miss the place and the people he had gotten to known since he started. Chris continued with his report when the chief asked him for one last thing.

"Actually, if you could take care of this that would help us a whole lot."

Chief Watson placed a file onto Chris' desk.

"Sure will, Chief."

"Call."

Sherryl pushed the set amount of chips into the pile with a neutral expression. She watched awaiting the results while playing in some dingy and poorly lit bar-like place that allowed minors within their vicinity. She found herself playing Poker for her brother and his friends against a bunch of college students that she knew, but had never associated herself with. They were Mackenyu Arata, Jun Shison, and Kento Yamazaki. Sherryl knew of them due to the people on campus talking about them. Anyways, Milo and his three friends, Leo, Adam, and Justin thought they could out-smart these college students only because the older trio had let them win on the pretense that they themselves weren't good.

"Two pairs."

Sherryl laid out her cards with two pairs of Three's and Six's.

"Three of a kind, ten." Jun said following her after.

"Two pairs, Seven's and Eight's." Mackenyu announced next.

"King, four of a kind." Kento stated with a smirk and a quirk of his brow.

The quartet gasped in shocked that Sherryl had been bested and were horrified of their punishment. Earlier they had signed a contract with the trio in paying three thousand dollars if they lost. If they won then they would get the three thousand dollars instead.

"It looks like you lost, sweetheart." Jun mocked as Sherryl ginned at him.

"Did I though, non-sweetheart?"

The older trio furrowed their eyebrows in confusion.

"I hope you have a plan, sis." Milo responded from behind her.

Sherryl nodded in acknowledgment as she reached for something within her bag and pulled out a portable black light.

"What's that?" Mackenyu asked curiously.

"You'll see." She replied in a crytpic tone.

The group of males watched as Sherryl clicked the portable item and held it above the playing cards. After a few seconds the cards' edges began to glow faintly of green, blue, and pink before the colors brightened seconds later. This left the cards of the three Ten's, two Seven's, two Eight's, and the four King's alone as it is with no markings.

"Hmm, strange." Sherryl stated with feigned cluelessness.

"What's strange?" The young quartet asked wondering what was going on.

Sherryl didn't answer them, but continued to speak about the coloring.

"I know that I marked the whole deck with my very specially homemade glow-in-the-dark ink based highlighters when I dealt the cards not that long ago, but why are these cards that were in your guys' hands the only ones not glowing?"

Sherryl lifted her gaze towards Kento who won with the Four of A Kind.

"The three of you've been cheating all this time and even tried to trick my little brother and his friends, right?"

"Whoa, whoa, calm down." Kento said with a laugh. "It was just a joke."

"Yeah, just a joke." The other two chimed in with uneasy expressions.

Kento cast her a small wry smile.

"Neither of us has that sort of money on us, anyways."

"Just a joke, right?" Sherryl asked in confirmation.

The older three males nodded.

"Then lemme see the two contracts you had us signed."

Sherryl held out her hand beckoning for Kento to give her the contracts with a serious expression not wanting to play around any longer. The older males looked at one another nervously before handing over the pieces of paper they had the quintet signed earlier. Sherryl skimmed the contracts again before ripping them with a smug smile.

"Then this is voided."

"Hey! Y'all signed it, so it's not voided." Jun exclaimed in anger. "Now that's a double fine!"

"Oh, really?"

She paused in her ripping to re-read the important parts of both contracts.

"The agreement signed was by a Lomi Halstead, a Nong Li, a Cheng Fan, and a Jia Huang."

She held up one of the contract with one hand before holding up the other with her other hand.

"The other one was signed by a Cherry Grayson."

"You-"

The older trio were about to say before she interjected while pointing behind her with another smug look.

"Neither of them are the people that signed this contract and neither am I. So it's clearly voided."

Sherryl ripped the rest of the papers in half before shredding the pieces down to even smaller pieces. Jun and Mackenyu groaned and held in their anger not wanting to admit that the contracts were indeed invalid.

"I know you, don't I?" Kento suddenly stated with a curious glance at Sherryl.

"We go to the same university. You attend Rokpon University."

Sherry didn't answer him and instead continued ripping up the contracts while her brother and his buddies silently cheered behind her at not having to be in debt.

"I clearly remember you." Kento repeated as he tried to recall where he's seen Sherryl.

"I think you're the one that's been changing majors over the years."

Once again Sherryl ignored Kento's words as she tossed the pieces of paper at him. Before Kento could try again with his memory, the bar's door busted opened with a man shouting, "Freeze! Don't move!", and was followed by several others shouting the same phrases one after the other while moving into the place.

"Of all times they could've showed up, it had to be right now."

Sherryl shut her eyes with a sigh. She knew this was gonna be a headache for sure later.

"You're well aware that playing for money is a felony, right, Miss Grey?" Chris questioned Sherryl.

He sat before her with a calm demeanor as she didn't reply to his question and gazed at him in boredom. Chris tried again.

"May I ask why you had these on you?"

He placed the portable black light onto the table along with her art kit supplies.

"I revoke my rights to speak without an attorney."

She knew how the police work. She wasn't gonna confirm their words when she hasn't done anything wrong.

"Okay."

He backed off with a nod while trying to gauge the female's body language.

"Do you want something to drink or eat?"

Chris meant this as a genuine question due Sherryl's slightly dishelved apperance. He thought that Sherryl might be under some sort of stress that she was not aware of. Chris happened to glance at her exposed skin when the sleeves went up and noticed some thin markings on them. Sherryl instinctly moved her arms down to her lap and under the table. She instead answered his question with another question.

"Can I go?"

Chris dismissed the lines on her arms and had no reason to keep her. His colleague had mentioned some of her priors, but knew that there was no real association to the situation at hand. Thanks to Sherryl's special friend, Sherryl wasn't the culprit. He had gotten a slight headache before entering the interrogation room and knew that there were two inside although one was more solid than the other.

"Sure."

Chris pushed her items back to her and she placed them inside her tote bag before standing and swinging it over her shoulder. He stood while leading Sherryl out of the interrogation room. He bid her a good day despite a slight frown appearing on his face as he noticed the numbers above her head kept going up and down frequently. Sherryl's spirit friend walked alongside her and waved goodbye to Chris with a polite smile.

"You're not gonna tell Mom, are you?" Milo asked while he, his friends, and Sherryl left the police station.

Sherryl didn't respond back to her brother as she just wanted to get far away from the station as possible.

"Please don't tell her." Milo pleaded once again. "She'll ground me for life if she found out."

Sherryl just side-glanced him with a blank look.

"No, seriously. Don't tell Mom because then she'll tell Dad and I won't hear the end of this until the day I die and beyond my grave."

"Well, you shouldn't have been playing for money now, huh?" Sherryl countered in a playful tone before looking over at Milo's friends.

"So how did you guys get yourself caught up with those three from my college?"

"Online." The quartet answered.

"There's this one website where you can do trials of games for fun." Justin explained with excitement.

Leo spoke next explaining further.

"And they give you the option if you wanna take it to real life, but the website won't be responsible if something were to happen."

"Wow, seriously?"

"Yeah." Adam answered. "It was simple at first, but then we made actual money and wanted more."

"We know we're wrong." Milo admitted in the end.

Sherryl shot them a knowing look.

"I get it, but seriously, stay away from that site and don't go around playing for money in a shady place ever again. Got it?"

"Got it." The quartet agreed in unison.

Just then a car pulled up before them revealing the half-siblings' parents, Harry and Diane. Diane rushed out of the car before it parked to hug her child and spitting about words of concern whereas Harry walked up to his daughter with an unsure look.

"I'm fine, Dad." Sherryl said with a neutral tone. "Milo's fine, too, as well as his little buddies."

"It's not that, Sherryl." Her dad began.

"Then what is it, Harry?"

Sherryl knew where this conversation was going and why she was being the way she was with her father and treating him like a non-parental figure.

"Could you not do this, Sherryl?"

"I'm not doing anything, Harry. You and Rachel always seem to think I'm tryna do something."

"This is my point exactly with that tone and attitude of yours that makes your mother and I think you're trying to do something. It's when you use my name and your mother's name like that. Like we're strangers to you."

Sherryl wanted to exclaimed