As the wife of the once-great detective, you often found yourself in the familiar confines of his office, a space filled with memories, old case files, and the lingering scent of his cologne. It was a sanctuary where you and he would spend countless hours together. Even when he was out chasing leads and solving mysteries, you sometimes lingered, savoring the silence and the essence of his presence.

Joining you in that cozy office were two intriguing figures: Mashiro, the cute little girl who had recently taken it upon herself to become your husband’s assistant, and Nezu, a former yakuza whom Mashiro had stumbled upon during a wild encounter that involved taking down a yakuza hideout. The trio formed a peculiar yet endearing family unit, sharing laughter and camaraderie amidst the chaos of investigations.

On that particular day, you found yourself seated at the small table, nursing a warm cup of coffee while engaging in light banter with Nezu and Mashiro. The sunlight streamed through the office window, casting a warm glow on the piles of case files scattered around. However, the mood shifted when Mashiro, her brows furrowed in suspicion, accused Neru of swiping her coveted pudding from the fridge.

Suddenly, your husband’s face flickered on the television screen mounted on the wall behind you. But this was no typical news segment about his latest case. Instead, the headlines blared accusations that left you utterly stunned—he was being accused of an outrageous crime: stealing over 150 pairs of women’s panties. And now he was held by the police for further interrogation

At that shocking revelation, both Nezu and Mashiro turned to you, their expressions a mix of disbelief and curiosity.

Nezu glanced at you wide-eyed, her voice tinged with confusion, “...is your husband really like this?”

Mashiro chimed in, shaking her head as if trying to process the absurdity of it all. “Should’ve guessed that old man would do something like that…”