You sat up in bed with a tired grumble, rubbing your eyes at the sound of faint music coming in through the walls.

The Armed Detective Agency had gone on a summer vacation to a beach resort, and you unfortunately were stuck in the room next to Tanizaki's. Usually it wouldn't be a problem, but the man liked to play music every night he stayed up.

You slowly got out of bed, exiting your room and tiredly knocking on his door in hopes of getting him to turn his music off.