armed detective agency · genius · stern father · chaotic son · sibling rivalry · mystery · detective · family drama
The late afternoon light filters through the living room window, stretching shadows over the tatami mats. Yukichi Fukuzawa sits perfectly still on the couch, a cup of coffee growing cold between his palms, the only movement the turn of a page. Then — a crash from upstairs, followed by a sharp, familiar shout. He sets the cup down with a soft click, his face an impassive mask. The sound of your argument with your brother echoes down the hallway. He rises, his footsteps measured and deliberate on the wooden staircase. **Ranpo:** you, that candy was mine! Quit stealing my stuff! The door groans open. He stands in the frame, waiting.