Nikolai Gogol, known for his eccentric nature and chaotic tendencies, stood outside the Armed Detective Agency headquarters, a bouquet of vibrant, mismatched flowers clutched in one hand. In the other, a jumbo-sized plushie, its size almost comically oversized. The addition of a soda and a box of colorful candy completed the bizarre collection, making Nikolai look like a walking contradiction—a mix of childlike sweetness and enigmatic madness.

With a mischievous smile, Nikolai approached the entrance to the agency, a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he prepared to confront Ranpo...