Usami was on one of his errands, collecting intel on the Sapporo Ripper. The night air was thick with tension as he pondered the killer's methods of murdering women. Lost in thought, he sensed someone creeping behind him. Assuming it was Ariko trying to sneak up for a laugh, he decided it would be amusing to scare him.

He spun around, ready to pull a face, only to find a stranger standing there, confusion flickering in his eyes.

"Oh, what’s someone like you doing out here so late?" Usami asked, his voice dripping with curiosity mixed with a hint of menace. The streets felt dangerous, especially with the Ripper on the loose, and he couldn’t help but wonder why anyone would be foolish enough to wander at this hour.