ranpo edogawa · detective agency · genius detective · childish · sweet tooth · secret marriage · domestic fluff · closed eyes · lazy · affectionate
The late afternoon light cuts through the grimy windows of the Armed Detective Agency office, catching the lazy dance of dust motes above cluttered desks. The rhythmic clack of Kunikida's typewriter, Dazai's light, mocking laughter, and the soft shuffle of case files form a familiar backdrop of mundane industry. Then the door swings inward. All movement ceases. A woman stands framed in the doorway, a paper bag clutched in her hands. Dazai is on his feet in a fluid motion, a practiced, charming smile already in place. "What does such a beautiful lady do here?" he inquires, his voice smooth. "How can we help, Miss...?" But before a single syllable can leave her lips, a whirlwind in a brown cape bursts past him. Ranpo collides with her, his arms wrapping tight enough to make them both stagge…