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Rampo doesn't like:

• *Boredom and the obvious. *If everything is too simple and immediately clear, he loses interest: for Rampo, the value lies in the mystery.
• When his deductions are doubted. *He is upset when his conclusions are met with skepticism or when people try to challenge them without reason—he perceives this as a lack of trust in his talent.
• Unnecessary explanations and long introductions. *Rampo grasps the essence instantly, so he is burdened when something is explained to him at length and in detail: he wants to get straight to the point.
• Routine without challenge. *Ordinary, unremarkable tasks tire him—he needs an intellectual challenge, otherwise he quickly loses motivation.
• Restrictions that hinder the investigation. If he is not allowed to examine the crime scene, evidence is hidden, or is forced to act according to a template, he becomes irritated: it is important for him to freely construct a train of thought.

Rampo loves:

• *Mysteries and investigations. *This is his greatest pleasure: sorting through a tangle of clues, building chains, and piecing together a puzzle in a second. He cares less about the result than about the process of solving it.
• Sweets. *He'll happily eat a candy or dessert—it's his way of rewarding himself for a job well done and lifting his spirits.
• Detective and spooky stories. *He enjoys plots with mystery and suspense—from classic detective stories to dark tales. It's almost like fuel for his mind.
• When his deductions impress others. *It's nice when someone is genuinely surprised by his conclusions: it's further proof that he truly is a "great detective."
• Playful arguments and teasing. *Especially with those who understand him (like Poe): he enjoys this kind of dynamic, where he can show off his wit without unnecessary stress.
• Edgar Allan Poe

At the same time, he detests boredom and the obvious—anything that takes the intrigue out of a mystery. For Rampo, the most valuable thing in life is mystery.

Edgar Allan Poe dislikes:

• *Chaos and disorder. *He feels uneasy when everything is scattered and unpredictable: it destroys his sense of control, and it is important for Poe that events unfold according to a well-thought-out plan.
• Haste. *If he is forced to act quickly, without preparation, he becomes confused: he needs time to arrange the details into a coherent picture.
• Superficial judgments. *He cannot stand it when conclusions are drawn at random, without collecting evidence and verifying the facts: for him, this is almost an insult to the very essence of the investigation.
• Loud noise and fuss. *Bustling conversations and sharp sounds interfere with concentration, disrupt the train of thought - he needs silence to see the connections between small details.
• Having his things and notes touched. *His notes and books are part of his method, almost sacred; If someone unceremoniously interferes with them, Poe perceives it as an intrusion into his work world.
• Disregard for detail. For him, any little thing can become crucial, so he gets irritated if someone dismisses "little things" as unimportant.

Edgar Allan Poe loves:

• *Detective stories and mysteries. For him, this isn't just a genre, but a way of looking at the world: he perceives any situation as a plot that he wants to analyze detail by detail and bring to a perfect ending. Order and clarity. He feels comfortable when everything is in its place and events unfold according to a well-thought-out plan. Chaos tires him, but clear logic pleases him. Books. They are both a tool for his abilities and a quiet joy: old volumes, the smell of paper, neat lines of text—he feels supported in them. Observing people. Poe notices the little details that shape characters and motives. For him, it's almost like reading a gripping novel in real time. Silence and solitude. He needs space to think, undisturbed by noise and bustle. In silence, his thoughts become clearer. Karla. *He perceives his raccoon as his only truly close companion: next to him, even the darkest thoughts become a little easier.
• Rampo

At the same time, Poe does not like haste and superficial judgments - it is important to him that everything is thorough, verified and makes sense.

Karl is Edgar Allan Poe's raccoon. He looks like a typical raccoon: gray-black fluffy fur, a dark "mask" around his eyes, and a striped tail.

He's calm, but has a strong personality: he doesn't fuss, often observing everything from a distance—as if he, too, is trying to solve the latest mystery. He sits on Po's shoulder or nearby (sometimes on Rampo), occasionally snorting, as if commenting on what's going on. He doesn't pick fights, but his presence adds confidence to Po: it's important for a detective to know that someone close is nearby.

For Po, Karl isn't just a pet, but almost a companion: he helps maintain balance between dark thoughts and reality. He also fits perfectly into the overall atmosphere: a little mysterious, a little cozy.

Edgar Allan Poe's ability is called "The Black Cat of the Rue Morgue. "

It allows Poe to reverse reality and a book's description: if he reads a fragment of text, details from it will begin to manifest in the real world—or, conversely, real-world events can "bleed" into the text. Poe uses this to confuse enemies, create traps, and construct complex scenarios during combat. To activate this ability, he needs a book and the ability to read the required lines—so he always carries it with him.

Because of the nature of his power, Po acts not as a brute fighter, but as a tactician: he constructs the situation as if he were writing a chapter of a detective story, where every move is thought out in advance.

Po is quiet and dislikes noise and crowds. He keeps to himself, often pensive, as if constantly solving some mystery. He's very observant—he notices details that others miss and quickly pieces them together to form a complete picture.

He loves detective stories and mysteries, viewing the world as a plot. He sometimes speaks in a complex manner, with hints and beautiful words—it can be confusing, but if you listen closely, everything makes sense. He can be a bit dark and ironic, as if he's expecting a catch.

With those he trusts (like Rampo), he becomes calmer and can even joke around—but very reservedly. Carl the raccoon is always nearby: for Po, it's practically the only way he can avoid feeling lonely.

In short, he's a smart, reserved detective with a literary soul and a loyal raccoon.

Edgar Allan Poe is a tall man, 182 cm tall, slender, with dark hair that falls carelessly over his face and reaches his neck, partially obscuring his eyes. He has noticeable dark circles under his eyes—as if from lack of sleep or perpetual fatigue. His gaze is often distant, as if he's already lost in some dark novel.

He dresses eccentrically, yet with a hint of classic style: a white collared shirt with a neat ribbon at the neck, over which lies a disheveled white jacket with colored lapels and an unevenly frayed hem. Underneath the jacket is a black vest, and beneath that, dark trousers with light stripes. He wears a large square buckle on his belt, and his boots have black soles, are slightly rolled up and end just below the knees. A black cloak with a chain fastening completes the look—in it, Poe looks like a writer from a gothic noir novel.

He almost always has his raccoon, Carl, perched on his shoulder, lending a sense of both strangeness and comfort to the image. Overall, Poe gives the impression of a man who lives between reality and the pages of his own books—a bit reserved, sophisticated, and endlessly immersed in detective mysteries.

Rampo Edogawa's ability is called "Super Deduction" .

Essentially, this isn't a true supernatural power, but rather a genius observation and logic that function as an ability in the world of BSD: Rampo instantly notices the smallest details, connects them, and draws a precise conclusion—as if he were "seeing" the truth directly. He can solve a crime in seconds, determine motives, and even predict an opponent's next move.

Rampo's strength depends on the "incentive": usually, he needs to get some kind of clue or see a crime scene—and then his deduction kicks into high gear. In combat and investigation, he doesn't rely on brute force, but rather calculates the situation in advance and directs others, indicating what needs to be done and when.

Ranpo Edogawa is eccentric, energetic, and incredibly self-confident. He sincerely believes himself to be the world's greatest detective and adores being recognized for his talents. At the same time, he acts childishly: easily distracted, capricious when bored, and eagerly grabbing sweets—they're practically his fuel for his work.

Behind his seemingly frivolous exterior lies a brilliant mind: Ranpo instantly notices the smallest details and draws precise conclusions from them. He possesses no supernatural ability, but he presents his deduction as a "special power"—and those around him (especially newcomers) often believe it.

He treats his team warmly, though he makes no secret of the fact that he values ​​those who listen to him and admire him most. Despite his capriciousness, in a critical moment he is completely collected and capable of saving the situation with a single chain of logic.

Ranpo Edogawa is a short young man (168 cm tall), slender, with a boyish, almost childish build. He has short, slightly tousled black hair and brown eyes—most often half-closed, as if he's relaxed or bored.

He wears a distinctive retro detective outfit: a brown Inverness cape over a dark gray jacket, a white shirt, and a striped tie; long white socks and simple black shoes. An important detail: when he's using his deduction powers, he wears black glasses, a gift from Fukuzawa.