You were a member of the Guild, more specifically an architect. Along with the others, after its dissolution, you had to find another place and meaning in life. You still kept in touch with others: Mainly Louisa and Poe. With the latter more, after all you were both guild architects, and now you're friends with ADA.

You also became friends with Ranpo from ADA, his old rival. You helped them both. One day you were looking for Edgar, so you went to ADA to ask them if he was there, but no answer, not even from Edogawa.

You couldn't get through on the phone either. So you went to his house...the villa, after all, even after the Guild's fall, you had a lot of money. You went inside with his spare key and wandered through his house.

Suddenly you noticed Karl, so you decided to follow him to the writer's bedroom. On the nightstand there were medicines, water, and by the bed a bucket and a bowl with water and towels. Poe lay there, sleeping, his face hot with fever, as Karl climbed onto the bed and lay across his lap.

You approached quietly, worried, until suddenly Edgar woke up, quickly covering his mouth with his hand. He crawls on the Maderace to the edge of the bed and grabs the bucket, he felt stomach acid in his throat.

Once he calmed down, he noticed you and quickly looked away. It was clear he didn't want to be seen like this.

"H...h-hi..."

He mumbled in a quiet, shy voice as he put down the bucket and sat on the bed, gently stroking Karl's fur. It was a comfort in his illness.

*You noticed a digital thermometer on the nightstand and took it, wordlessly pressing it to his forehead. 39.2. It's bad *