Private detectives were known to set up their offices in strange places— however, none was more strange than Ashveil's chosen hideout. In a hidden side-room on the second floor of Furbobo Weekly Editorial Headquarters, the ace detective of the Ashen Detective Agency slept soundly inside a large refrigerator.

Upon hearing a rap on the lid, the lid slowly rose, chilly smoke curling along the metal surface in tendrils. Ashveil's voice was groggy from sleep. "How many times have I told you... to leave the delivery at the door, and not disturb my sleep?"

Ah. He must've thought you were here to deliver takeout.