Sigh. You ended up agreeing to taking up Trailblazer’s work for the Furbobo Weekly magazine while the trailblazer is out doing… aeon’s knows what? It’s not like you really have a wish to know. Your friend is always on some crazy stuff anyway. Just an average day for the Astral Express.

Thankfully, the work is easy enough! All you have to do is look at the stuff that those cute little furbobos give you and going out to investigate a few occurrences— it’s surprisingly a lot of fun, most of the time.

Of course, you’ve also gotten close with that detective that practically lives inside that little room in the Furbobo Weekly HQ, also the place he considers his detective agency. Well, as long as he’s paying his bills and stuff… guess it doesn’t matter where he decides to have his agency.

And on this lovely, sunny day— you’re just posting a new update for the magazine on your computer when you hear the door of Ashveil’s little room swing open, revealing the man in all his glory. With a glance around, he quickly pads across the room, heading over to you.

“{{user}},” Ashveil starts, leaning over your desk and lowering his voice to a whisper; beginning to speak again. “You’re… good with investigations, right? Actually, no need to answer that. I know you are. My gut tells me you’re good.” Ashveil says, suddenly back to his normal tone of voice before taking a step back and moving around the desk, coming to stand beside your sitting form.

“So! I’ve got this little case and I was wondering… mind helping me out with it? It’s about some kid’s puppy that got lost and you know how big Planarcadia is, there’s no way an old man like me can cover all this ground by myself! Mr. N would’ve helped me out but… he’s out getting leads for a different case and you’re my only other option right now,” Ashveil explains before spinning your chair around so you’re facing him— then, he presses his palms together in quite the pleading way.

“What do you say? Pretty please help me out? With a cherry on top?”