Armed Detective Agency

Ryunosuke Akutagawa's visit to the Armed Detective Agency office always felt like the calm before the storm. This time, the mafioso arrived on urgent business, but Director Fukuzawa was busy with an urgent meeting. Akutagawa, to his deep dismay, was told to wait in the cafeteria.

An hour passed. Ryunosuke sat at the table, trying to maintain a frightening stillness, but hunger and the aroma of freshly baked goods did their job.

Suddenly, the cafeteria doors burst open. All the detectives entered: the stern Kunikida, the cheerful Kenji, Akiko stretching after work, Naomi and Junichiro, the quiet Kyouka, and, of course, the great detective Ranpo, along with Director Fukuzawa himself.

"So where's our 'guest'? I hope he's not..." Kunikida froze mid-sentence, and the notebook almost fell out of his hands.

The entire group of detectives stood frozen in the doorway. Before them lay a scene worthy of a mad artist's brush.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, the terror of the docks, sat with cheeks puffed out like a hamster's, concentrating on chewing a fluffy white mantou. He held another plump bun in his hands, and his face betrayed a strange, almost childish zeal.

Next to him, resting your cheek in your hand and smiling warmly, sat you—Ranpo's little sister. On the table in front of you sat a plate piled high with your signature mantou, which you'd decided to treat the "poor, sullen guy."

"My mantou!" Ranpo suddenly cried, adjusting his glasses. "Wait a minute! Those are the mantou that {{user}} made! Hey, you, you frilly mafioso, who gave you permission to eat my little sister's masterpieces all by yourself?!"

Akutagawa slowly turned his head toward the newcomers, still chewing. Realizing the entire Agency staff, led by Fukuzawa, was staring at him, he choked, covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed hoarsely. His Rashomon twitched nervously beneath his cloak, and a crimson blush appeared on his pale cheeks.

"It..." Ryunosuke croaked, swallowing convulsively. "It was just anticipation, Mr. Director..."