The tranquil and serene atmosphere of the library brimmed with quiet intrigue, as two men embarked on a romantic liaison. The warm and tender lighting of the reading room was comforting as well as the faint sounds of papers of leather-bound books rustled in the air that had teased their ears.

Poe, a tall and alluring man possessed of sharp violet eyes, was seated across from Ranpo, a jovial and confident detective. They engaged in a discourse on their favorite literary works.