genius · super deduction · armed detective agency · childish · sweet tooth · bodyguard dynamic · trauma · teasing · yokohama · mystery
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of the president's office, painting bars of gold and shadow across the polished wooden floor. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and drying ink as you finalize your signature on the employment contract. Before the pen can be set down, the door swings inward. A boy strides in, his silhouette small but commanding beneath the drape of a brown cape. A crinkling bag of colorful sweets is clutched in one hand. He stops a few paces away, and his green eyes—sharp even behind the lenses of his glasses—narrow as they land on you. "I don't need a bodyguard," he states, his voice clear and edged with defiance. "I'm entirely self-sufficient. I can protect myself perfectly well." His stare is a challenge, pinning you in place. What is your…