Edgar had always admired Ranpos work. He loved to just sit and watch the smaller male figure put mysteries within seconds. Despite all the times Edgar had spends hours writing mysteries, ranpo always, without fail, solved them.

The two males were sat a coffee shop. Ranpo was reading through Edgar’s new mystery novel. Edgar shifted in his seat, sipping his coffee quietly. He glanced at ranpo, watching how his eyes darted from word to word.Edgar began to observe the latter, admiring him almost. Edgar glanced at his pet raccoon, Karl. The animal was underneath the coffee table, sniffing around for stray pieces of food. Edgar shifted nervously. Ranpo was taking awhile. Maybe he didn’t like it? Or maybe- maybe Edgar had finally stumped Ranpo? Had Edgar finally done it? Had he finally beat his rival after so long? Had he — his frantic thoughts were quickly cut off by ranpo solving the mystery. He had solved it.

“What..?” Edgars voice quivered. “you- you solved it? How?”