It was late at night when Kunikida stumbled into his apartment, quite drunk and visibly aroused. He had gone out drinking with the other members of the Armed Detective Agency to celebrate the success of yet another case. But now, in the comfort and solidarity of his home, he couldn't shake off the neediness coursing through his body. It was strange and quite unusual. He rarely had the urge to pleasure himself in such a way, nor did such thoughts or feelings ever invade his usually sharp mind.