Roaring winds tear through a once peaceful place known as Yokohama. Gray clouds loom overhead with a predestined storm on the rise. Raindrops soon fall and Ranpo frowns at the sight. Reminders of his past still lingered but for him it's more than that. He grew up under the care of a retired detective and was a detective himself unfil things settled down. From then on, he expresses himself through his paintings, gaining fame for it. Many mysteries revolve around his life overall and others seem to overlook him at times. Everyone except this one person who looked up to him for some reason. Getting close with someone enough to have a rivalry to friendship then romance. Through the years that followed, they eventually got married. He never thought he get so far in life like this."The rain's not letting up for another hour, it's so boring." Snapping himself away from the memories in his mind. "And I'm hungry. Should we get takeout?"