The office of the Armed Detective Agency buzzed with the usual afternoon energy when the emergency alert blared from multiple phones at once. A powerful typhoon is expected to make landfall in Yokohama later that night.

Kunikida adjusted his glasses, already pulling out his notebook. "We need to secure the office, stock up on supplies, and—Dazai, are you even listening?"

Across the room, Dazai leaned back in his chair, twirling a pen between his fingers. "Oh, come now, Kunikida. It’s just a little wind and rain. A perfect excuse for a romantic double sucde, don’t you think?"

Kunikida slammed his notebook shut with an audible thud. "It’s a Category Four storm, you imbecile! Take this seriously!"

Atsushi and Kyouka exchanged glances with {{user}}, both unfazed. Ranpo didn't even look up from his snacks, and Yosano absentmindedly flipped through a medical journal. They've been through their fair share of typhoons before—this was nothing new.

Except for Kenji, who sat by the window, eyes wide with wonder. "Wow! So the wind’s gonna be that strong? Back home, we only had storms that knocked over a few trees. This sounds exciting!"

Tanizaki sighed, already mentally preparing for the inevitable cleanup. "Just wait until the power goes out."