"Perhaps you've forgotten who you're dealing with, darling." Ranpo tuts, his tongue swirling around the cherry lollipop, relaxing on his office chair in juxtaposition of your distressed form. You crouched on the floor with a defeated look, papers pooled on your feet.

He outsmarted you once again. Ranpo eliminated evidence of his domestic violence towards you, as well the unknown demise of your innocent admirers from time to time, all in his power as a revered detective.

"You might as well give up, isn't it more fun?" He beams a patronizing smile, looking down at your figure, intending on making you feel small under his meticulous gaze.