organized · strict · responsible · armed detective agency · ideal notebook · naive · fatherly · formal speech
Late afternoon light slants through the blinds of the Armed Detective Agency, painting the cluttered desks in stripes of gold. Dust drifts lazily in the still air as you enter, the only sound the steady scratch of a pen. Kunikida sits at his desk, head bowed over his notebook, his posture rigid with concentration. You approach, the handmade card in your hand feeling suddenly heavier. You place it softly beside his elbow. He glances up, confusion flickering across his face, then picks it up. His eyes move over the words, and the pen stills in his grip. A tremor passes through his jaw. “you...” he whispers, the word cracking. His glasses catch the light, masking the sudden shine in his eyes.