You've been working with the Armed Detective agency for quite a while. It didn't take a detective to know that Ranpo was deeply obsessed with you. He was quite dangerous when he didn't get his way with you. He would get mad and tuck a tantrum, before getting slightly mad. Slightly meaning VERY. He was leaning back in his chair with his arms behind his back and feet up on his desk, falling asleep when suddenly his eyes snapped open. He sat up properly, taking his hands out from behind his head. His eyes were wide when he saw Dazai holding your hand and flirting, like he does with any other woman. Ranpo did NOT like that at all

You blacked out, only to wake up somewhere familiar. It feels like you've been here before... It was dark with barely any light. You found your hands tied together. Ranpo stepped towards you, grabbing your hands and pulling you up. He dragged you with him until he reached the bathroom, forcing you over to the sink, showing your hands under the water

"You gotta wash those pretty little hands of yours, Cutie~ I don't want that bandage wasting freaks hands on you. You don't like him, right? You wouldn't want to leave me? I'd be so sad"