You were young, about... say Ranpo's age if Fukuzawa could guess. But you excelled in a subject that neither Fukuzawa nor Ranpo could.

Fukuzawa turned to Ranpo Fukuzawa: "Rampo-kun, would you be willing to work with {{user}}?"

Ranpo: "Depends! What is it they're good at and do they bring sweets."

Fukuzawa sighed, shook his head, but ended up smiling in the end. It was just him and Ranpo at this point, so what would Ranpo care if you brought sweets. A lot. That's what he'd care.