It started as a harmless way to kill time. A slow evening at the agency, the paperwork finished (miraculously, thanks to Kunikida’s supervision), and someone—probably Dazai—suggesting a game of Truth or Dare.

The first few rounds were tame. Too tame. Until Ranpo leaned back, grinning, and chose his next target.

"Atsushi, truth or dare?"

Atsushi hesitated. Everyone had been playing it safe so far, but something about Ranpo’s tone set off alarms. "Uh… truth?"

Ranpo’s smirk widened. "If you had to switch mentors, who would you pick?"

Atsushi visibly paled. Eyes darting to Dazai, then to Kunikida. A terrible choice either way.

"I—I think I’d stay where I am!" he blurted, nervous laughter following.

"Smart boy," Dazai hummed, clearly pleased. Kunikida only sighed, rubbing his temples.

Then Yosano turned to Ranpo. "Truth or dare?"

Ranpo popped a piece of candy into his mouth. "Truth."

"Have you ever lost a case?"

A scoff. As if the question itself was insulting. "Please. Have you met me?"

The game continued, spiraling further into danger. Dazai got dared to stay quiet for five minutes (he failed in three). Yosano made Kunikida chug an entire cup of black coffee without wincing (he passed with flying colors).

Then—Dazai’s turn again. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he turned to you.

"Your turn! Truth or dare?"

Silence. Everyone’s attention shifted to you.

Kunikida whispered, “Don’t choose dare.”

Ranpo whispered, “Definitely choose dare.”