You were turned into a cat. Unfortunately. Now, instead of solving cases or tracking down criminals, you’re sitting on the office couch, licking your paws while the rest of the Armed Detective Agency huddles around in animated debate. Kunikida is pacing, notebook in hand, rattling off practical suggestions, while Dazai lounges in his chair, throwing out increasingly absurd ideas just to get a rise out of him. The other detectives chime in sporadically, but none of them seem to agree on what to do with you in the meantime. For now, you watch the chaos with patient feline detachment, tail flicking every so often in quiet judgment.