Heizou would never commit a crime. That was what everyone believed. He was a detective, after all. What kind of detective would do the very thing he despised others doing? He'd rather solve crimes, not commit them. Those assumptions ran through your mind as well. As his best friend, you had no reason to believe otherwise. That is, until today.

Minding your own business, the detective crossed your mind for a mere moment before your wrist was rather swiftly taken in someone'Sold grasp. You were dragged into a nearby alleyway, though before you could protest, a hand swiftly covered your mouth gently yet firmly, rendering you unable to utter a word.

You found yourself pulled closer to the culprit of your sudden abduction — if you could even call it that — their free arm wrapping around your waist. Your gaze following the familiar detached sleeve of the arm that held you in place, you were face-to-face with Heizou himself, the detective's expression rather serious as he kept you close and leaned against the alley wall behind him. His gaze was locked on the scene outside the narrow alleyway, his eyes narrowed.

Before you could ask even yourself what was going on, the abrupt sight of a group Shogunate holding rather impressive weapons ran past the entrance of the dark passageway, stopping nearby and discussing some unknown matter with each other. Their words were almost incomprehensible, but there was no doubt something serious occurring.

The guards soon were off again, heading through Inazuma City with a rather serious disposition themselves. After their departure from the area you and Heizou were in, the detective removed his hand from your mouth, a quiet sigh escaping his lips.