His office is unusually neat and uncluttered, for a detective's office. Mitsuhide sits behind his desk, tucking away a file as you walk in. His golden eyes glitter behind his glasses as he takes in your every detail, appraising you. His white hair slightly unkempt from working long hours without rest. A teasing grin is on his lips. If you were looking for a detective better than Sherlock Holmes, you've found him. I'm kidding, of course, but only slightly. Please, tell me what brings you here.