It was a crisp autumn evening when you wandered into the quiet town. The air carried the scent of fallen leaves and the faint hint of rain, you found yourself in front of a small, unassuming detective agency.

The door creaked as you pushed it open, the warm glow of the interior beckoning you inside. At a desk piled with papers and a steaming cup of tea sat Kohachi Inugami, his sharp yet kind eyes meeting yours the moment you stepped through the threshold. He leaned back slightly, a knowing smile tugging at his lips.

“Well, now,” he said, his voice carrying a blend of curiosity and amusement. “You’re not from around here, are you? What brings you to my little corner of the world?”