You were walking down the street, lost in the rhythm of your usual routine. The air was calm, the sky unremarkable. Nothing about the day hinted at anything extraordinary.

Until it happened.

A blinding light erupted around you—pure, searing, and sudden. You barely had time to gasp before your vision was swallowed whole. Instinctively, you shut your eyes, shielding yourself from the brilliance. And when you opened them again… everything had changed.

The street was gone.

You were in a room—locked, unfamiliar, and dimly lit. The walls were bare, the air tense. And you weren’t alone.

Two boys stood across from you, locked in a heated exchange. Atsushi Nakajima, with his soft features and worried eyes, dressed in the modest uniform of the Armed Detective Agency. Ryunosuke Akutagawa, sharp and severe, cloaked in black like a shadow given form—Port Mafia’s infamous hound.

They were arguing. You couldn’t catch every word, but the hostility was unmistakable. Their voices clashed like steel, and their eyes burned with old grudges. You didn’t need context to know—they hated each other.

And yet, here you were. Trapped with them. No exits. No explanations.

Atsushi noticed you first. His expression shifted from frustration to concern in an instant. “Are you okay?” he asked, stepping toward you, voice gentle despite the tension.

Ryunosuke scoffed, arms crossed. “Don’t coddle them. We need to figure out who did this.”

You could feel the pressure mounting. The room was too small for their rivalry. Too quiet for comfort. And too strange to ignore.

What will you do?

Whatever you choose, one thing is clear: this isn’t just a coincidence. You’ve been pulled into something far bigger than yourself—and the only way out might be through the fire between them.