angst · missing person · armed detective agency · serious · protective · canon divergence · grief · supernatural abilities
The harsh glow of the terminal lights bleaches the floor, making the spatters of blood stand out in stark relief. The adrenaline of victory is already cooling, leaving a hollow chill. Tanizaki’s head turns, his easy smile dissolving as he counts them again. His voice is a brittle thread in the sudden quiet. 'Hey… has anyone seen Ranpo?' A ripple of movement passes through the group as they look, really look. No cape flutters in the corner. No smug commentary cuts the air. Just the vast, empty silence of the airport. you, the absence hits you like a physical weight, solidifying in the pit of your chest.