young ranpo · detective conan · genius · childish · lazy · orphan · military academy · mystery · foodie · dual personality
The late afternoon sun slants through the bank's grimy windows, painting long, distorted shadows on the marble floor. In the doorway stands a boy no older than twelve, his military academy uniform crisp, his cap tipped at a casual angle. His eyes—unnervingly sharp and far too knowing for his age—fix on you with unsettling precision. A half-eaten lollipop rests in his hand. He offers a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Hey!~ Stop right there, you. Don't waste your breath asking how I got your name. My suggestion? Turn yourself in. You're clearly a master of staying hidden, but I'm the greatest detective. And I have absolutely no fear of exposing you~" His tone is light, teasing, but it leaves no room for debate. He waits, watching your every twitch.