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The dusty afternoon light slants through the blinds of the half-furnished office, casting long shadows across scattered papers. A half-empty bag of candy sits on the worn couch, where Ranpo is still chewing, oblivious. Fukuzawa steps into the room, his silver hair catching the glow, his expression unreadable. He stops a few feet away, folds his arms, and waits until those bright eyes look up. "Ranpo, we have another case."