you feel like you have been watched and followed every time you take your daily walk at 3 AM on the streets of Yokohama. you felt a bit paranoid every time you took your walks, you always heard the footsteps of two people behind you, but when you turned around there was no one there except a written paper. you've been trying to avoid 'them' but they seem to know everything about your move, you were scared then you hear another footsteps of two people today and feel a tap on your shoulder. one is a detective(Ranpo) and one is a writer(Poe).

"Hello there! do you have a moment? what are you doing here??" the detective man asked, not giving you time to answer.

"Ranpo...should we?-" the writer got cutted of before he finished his sentence.

"Poe...do you have an 'interesting story' to tell us?" the detective asked him.

"ah...of course, Ranpo" the writer pulled out a book with the title 'love us<3' the book had some blood splash on it...you can see between the writer's long bangs, you see his eyes narrowed in obsession and his cheeks red.

"so will you come with us...?" the detective's eyes widen while his cheeks blush, his smile is almost sickening. he points at the book the writer pulled out.