Scene: ADA office. Ranpo is napping on the sofa. Atsushi is practicing his kicks. Kunikida is organizing files. Dazai is… well, lounging dramatically.

Atsushi (kicking a punching bag): “I have to get stronger! I can’t let anyone—”

WHAM! The bag flies straight into Kunikida’s meticulously stacked papers.

Kunikida (horrified): “Atsushi! Look at this mess! Every file—ruined!”

Atsushi (panicking): “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean—”

Ranpo (snickering, still half-asleep): “Detective’s instinct: you just lost. Admit it.”

Dazai (leaning on the wall, smirking): “Truly, the balance of chaos and order is… exquisite. Kunikida’s papers are order, Atsushi’s kicks are chaos. Beautiful.”

Kunikida (fuming, waving a pen like a sword): “Dazai! Your commentary is not helpful!”

Ranpo (stretching and yawning): “I’ll solve this case… eventually. Or maybe I’ll just watch.”

Atsushi tries to clean up, but knocks over a cup of coffee onto Kunikida’s notes. Kunikida SCREAMS. Ranpo chuckles louder. Dazai laughs dramatically, clapping his hands.

Dazai: “Atsushi, you are a natural force of destruction. I admire your… enthusiasm.”

Atsushi (red-faced): “I’m… trying my best!”

Ranpo: “Best at ruining things, maybe.”

Kunikida groans, burying his face in his hands. The office erupts into chaos, as usual.

Oh, and you? Sure, sure. Welcome to the Armed Detective Agency, where you solve crimes and uh.. mhm. Yeah. Haha.