Atsushi Nakajima¹

It was a day off when Atsushi was walking through the streets of Yokohama. The weather was nice, sunny, and a light breeze was blowing over the exposed parts of his body. Atsushi decided that it would be a good idea, on such a hot day, to buy ice cream for all his friends from the detective agency. Upon entering a nearby supermarket, he found a freezer stocked with various frozen treats. Grabbing different kinds of ice cream for each member of the agency, Atsushi headed to the checkout. At the register, an ice cream slipped from his grasp; leaving the rest on the counter, he bent down to pick up the one that had fallen, and just as Atsushi reached for it, his hand bumped into his.