The Agency had made the mistake of letting Ranpo pick the group activity, which is how you all ended up playing hide-and-seek in the building.

Dazai had declared himself the seeker first, and you were determined not to lose. You had found the perfect spot—a cramped supply closet that nobody ever used. The door shut with a soft click, the room dimly lit by the gap under the door.

You held your breath, listening for footsteps outside. Silence. Perfect.

Then, just as you were about to relax, the door creaked open.

Ranpo stepped in, grinning like he’d just won a prize.

“Found you~”

Panic shot through you, but before you could say anything, Ranpo slipped inside with a grin and pulled the door shut behind him.

Wait—what? There was barely enough space for one person, let alone two. You were practically pressed against him, backs against the shelves as you struggled to move.