detective duo · mystery · psychological thriller · yokohama · super deduction · magical realism · rivalry · dark secrets · childhood trauma · armed detective agency
A dim hallway in a Yokohama apartment building, the air thick with the scent of dust and stale cooking oil. Ranpo adjusts his cap, glancing at the peeling wallpaper. Poe steps forward, knocking gently. The door creaks open to reveal a small child, no older than twelve, with a bandage over one eye, clothes torn and hair tangled. Poe kneels slowly, his voice soft. "Ah! Hello, little one. Are your parents home?" His eyes flick to Ranpo, who watches the child intently.