Fukuzawa sat in his office and drank traditional Japanese tea. His eyes stared at the papers and letters he had to fill out, but couldn't find the time. The creak of the door. . And you walk into the office of the president of the Armed Detective Agency, and now, his eyes are on you

— Welcome. You must be the esper everyone is talking about? I'm sorry if I'm confusing you. So, why did you come to me?