Police in Love

I don't know how the story of that day between Police Lieutenant Thiartha and Khunying Pharada started. Still, I know that I am now standing in the Chiang Mai Provincial Police Station.

 

There was an urgent transfer order for Police Sergeant Major Nadol after Thiartha had arrived in Chiang Mai for about three days. There was no advance notice and no time to prepare. Urgent means the transfer must be made immediately; the reason was that he was temporarily transferred to help address a staff shortage.

 

The man was still standing there, looking confused, and his face was blank. When the guards stepped inside, they were greeted by the friendly older brothers. Dragon was the newest and youngest member of the police station.

 

"Police Lieutenant Colonel Nadol, or you can just call me Brother Nadol, Nong Mangkorn."

 

"My name is Mangkorn. I'm in the registration unit."

 

In fact, Mangkorn knew some of the officers well, having worked together and seen them often. Others, he had never met, so he took this opportunity to build new connections.

 

“Actually, there’s no shortage of people, but the order to move the dragon came urgently.

 

"That's very strange," said Nadol.

"That's right. I'm still confused."

 

But there is one assumption I can't help but think about: was it an order from General Prinya, or from Police Lieutenant Thiar's father? So how is it related?

 

If your wife uses her power as a wife to order your husband to move her to be closer to your son, who is unlucky or has bad luck, even to the point of marriage, it is highly possible. A little, “I think I’m overthinking it,” the dragon muttered to himself softly.

 

“What are you complaining about?”

"Sir, Inspector Thiar!"

 

And the hand that touched the proportional shoulder made the owner flinch immediately. There was a sound of saluting the charming police officer. Chiang Mai City Police Station has more staff than Mae Sai Police Station.

 

“I’m sorry for causing you trouble.”

 

Due to the great height difference, the taller one leaned down and whispered into the white ear.

 

"W-what do you mean?" The dragon, who was smaller than the other police officers, showed a shocked expression twice.

 

“It's about marriage.”

 

This sentence can clear up any doubts. And none of his assumptions are wrong. Could this be considered an unjust use of power?

 

“Are you serious, madam?”

 

"It's like this." Whether it's true or not, he's already here. He knows his mother.

 

“Ahem”

 

The young sergeant cleared his throat to attract the attention of everyone. Thiar's back stood straight and imposing, his gaze scanning the surroundings before introducing the temporary visitor once again. "The Dragon will be working with us for a while. I'd like to ask everyone to take care of him and teach him." 

 

The dragon was not used to being a target; his gaze and round face gradually changed from a pale white to a reddish hue, revealing a secret. I don't like being the centre of attention. The indigo-colored eyes looked at the younger swordsman with fondness before continuing calmly.

 

"The dragon will help me with some work for now. My arms aren't very handy."

 

The end of his speech caused a good laugh. Everyone agreed wholeheartedly. The work during this period was not difficult, and there was no shortage of people in any position. The only position that was lacking was the person who takes care of Inspector Thiar.

 

“I’ll set up your desk in front of my room.”

"Acknowledged, Inspector."

 

And so the first day of work in the new place began. The desk was actually set up in front of the room, but the owner of that desk was almost hidden in the detective's room.

 

“Can you help me find some documents? I can’t lift my arms today.”

 

"Okay, what documents?"

 

“The meeting documents in Lampang have a yellow cover page.”

 

"yes"

 

At first, I answered yes. Later, I started to clench my fists inwardly. It wasn't just one thing, but the police lieutenant would want this and that, sitting back in his chair and working comfortably. The most comfortable thing would be to help feed him fruit, even though his other arm hadn't been shot.

 

"Did the lieutenant ask me to be his lackey?"

 

“It wasn’t me. You saw me get shot.”

 

“I got shot, but I’m not crippled.”

 

The round face was now extremely frowning. He knew he was being teased, but how could someone like Mangkorn accept it? The person in charge of the general's bastard immediately grabbed a large piece of foreign meat and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

 

“Ah, ouch, ouch, I can’t chew fast enough.”

 

“Eat it. Don’t you want to eat it, Inspector?”

 

This kid! Thiartha was completely wrong to tease him. Seeing his cute face, he felt sorry for himself. Now he has to sit and feel sorry for himself because he is being fed fruit without stopping.

 

“Enjoy your meal. I’m going out now.”

"Wait a minute, sir."

 

"Chew it all before you talk." The commander was given a lesson in manners by his subordinates. Those who like to bully must be punished. This is how it is.

 

"One more piece is almost gone, Inspector."

“Come on, come on, come on.”

 

The playful and mischievous nature of the dragon is still present. The police sergeant, who looked as gloomy as before, now smiles brightly with delight. His round eyes glance at the clock as it's almost time to get out of work. The first day must end here.

 

"I'll be back soon. Please take care of yourself, Inspector." When time's up, the job's over.

 

As soon as he finished speaking, the round-faced man gave a smile before hurriedly heading towards the door. However, before he could even grab the doorknob, his white arm was grabbed.

 

Thiartha himself just found out that the dragon has small arms.

 

"Wait, wait ...

"I told you to chew it all." The clear voice became a little fierce.

 

Inspector Casanova's free hand was raised in resignation, but while he was chewing on the fruit, the hand that was holding him back still refused to let go. And when the contents of his mouth were completely swallowed, the older man slowly began to speak.

 

"I'll take you home myself."

"I can go back by myself, Inspector."

 

"No, I don't want to go home yet. I'm tired of hearing my mother talk about you."

“My story?”

 

"It's about marriage." This matter again, huh? But what can he do? He could only nod in response.

 

The atmosphere at the police quarters this evening was peaceful. The sky was clear and bright, tinged with the blue-pink light of the setting sun. A cool breeze from the east blew through my face, bringing a sense of relaxation from the hustle and bustle of the day.

Thiartha still stayed at the dragon's house, not going anywhere. No matter how the owner of the house tried to chase him away or whatever, he wouldn't leave. So he could only surrender.

 

Moreover, as time slowly passed and the night sky moved in, the young police lieutenant invited the police sergeant to sit and relax on the rooftop. A can of ice-cold beer was opened, along with the voice of a talkative person.

 

"It's been two days since you moved in. Is there anything wrong with the house?"

 

"No, I don't have to adjust much."

 

Mangkorn just moved into police housing in Chiang Mai yesterday, and today is his first day on the job. Everything went smoothly, with hardly any adjustments needed.

 

“Look at the stars tonight, my lady. Seeing them reminds me of the time I punished you, the time we trained together. Do you remember?” Those twinkling stars shone so beautifully, and for some reason, the memories of that time suddenly popped into my head. "S-Sergeant, what do you mean?" The round eyes glanced at the person beside him slightly. The sudden change in the topic of conversation caused the little swordsman to be somewhat confused.

 

"That time I met you. You were sneaking out to buy snacks at night."

 

Ah, he remembered that matter very clearly. He had to go back many years ago. He had been training at the Provincial Police School and met Inspector Thiar for the first time. Our meeting wasn't memorable because he had secretly gone out to buy food at night and had been caught and punished.

 

"The sergeant fixed me until my legs hurt for several days." Huh.

 

"If you do something wrong, you must be punished, little dragon."

 

At that time, Inspector Thiar had a more serious demeanour than he does now, making it difficult to approach or get to know him. However, he was a very good “senior.”

 

The two were chatting energetically about the past. Three cans of beer had been finished on Thiartha's side, while the first can of beer on Dragon's side had not even been emptied more than halfway. 

The alcohol slowly seeped into his veins, instantly putting him in a good mood. However, that mood was quickly dimmed by the incoming call. After hanging up, a long, tired sigh escaped his lips.

 

"What's your problem, Mom? I told you I'm not getting married," Thiartha said, taking another swig of beer.

 

“How can you flirt with women once you get married? It’s so boring.”

"What a crazy star!"

 

It's too superstitious. If you don't marry someone born on that day and month, you'll be doomed, and you'll have to wait for another in that name.

 

“Whoever believes this is crazy.”

 

A long, grumbling sentence escaped his thin lips, but his mother was really bothering him, calling him three times after each meal and even abusing her power to move the dragon here.

 

“I have to apologise to you. My mother moved you here.”

 

"It's okay, Inspector. But it would be nice if I pretended to marry you to make you feel at ease."