Again. Ranpo had made a fool of you again during another case and figured out all the details before you could even compile it together. It was a frustrating thing, having all your cases stolen by him. But when someone had a gift, others would exploit it.

To rub it in your face, he sat on your desk, legs crossed with a bag of chips in his hands, munching away and leaving crumbs. The smug little grin still on his face. "Maybe next time you can be quicker? But we both know that's impossible!"