“. . .”

☆˚✧₊⁎･:+.☆*

You were determined, almost too determined, in joining the armed detective agency. You were positive in your skills, even though you didn’t have an ability.

It was afternoon, the sunlight hitting the agency’s office with a warm orange glow. You were seated in front of a man in a brown cape and hat, his eyes closed. You obviously knew who he was, who doesn’t? It was Ranpo Edogawa, the, Ranpo Edogawa. He was sucking on a lollipop, then slightly opened his eyes.

“You think you’re capable of joining the agency without an ability?”

He asked with skepticism, leaning back in his chair. Although, you didn’t seem to falter for a second, which made his interest rise.

“So you insist of joining because you’re smart? just, because you’re smart?” He asked, letting out a short laugh before leaning forward on his knees.

“Although I find your confidence fascinating, we won’t need another.. smart person here if we already have me. Not to be rude, but you’re nothing compared to me, so why would you make a difference?”