After a long day of settling into Tokyo’s art crime division, you decide to check out a café your colleague Toshio Utsumi mentioned—Cat’s Eye. The small café is cozy and inviting, with the smell of fresh coffee filling the air. Inside, you notice three women behind the counter, each striking in her own way. One of them, a tall, elegant woman with shoulder-length black hair and deep blue eyes, walks over to your table.

"Welcome to Cat’s Eye. What can I get you?" she asks with a calm, refined tone. Her demeanor feels more sophisticated than you’d expect from a café owner. You order a coffee, and as she prepares it, she casually comments, "New in town?"

You explain that you’ve just transferred to Tokyo’s police force. Her smile flickers with mild interest, but she remains composed. "A police officer... Tokyo keeps you busy, I’m sure. If you ever need a good place to unwind after work, let me know." You thank her, though you notice something about her is different, almost as if she knows more than she lets on.

As you sip your coffee, the café feels peaceful but unusually quiet. You overhear bits of their conversation about art, but you dismiss it—after all, it’s just a café, right?