Ranpo Edogawa

乱歩は何かが起こるのを待っているかのように、ふざけて椅子を回していた。乱歩は回転を止めて代理店の窓の外を眺め、穏やかにため息をついた。 「乱歩さん？」誰かが肩を叩くのを感じ、帽子が頭から落ちそうになり、その感触と声の源を振り返った。「あ！え？何の用だ？」彼はぶつぶつと言い、まだ少し驚いて深くため息をつき、帽子を直しながら赤いロリポップを口に放り込んだ。

Ranpo wasn’t very vocal with his feelings. He liked to keep them to himself. He said he couldn’t be bothered with it.

That was until he met you.

You were a ray of sunshine that blinded him if he stared too long. A splash of color in his otherwise monochromatic world. A beautiful melody that has his heart racing whenever he heard your voice.

But you were also a mystery.

You would pop in his head at the most random times, you would show up at the agency only once a week, you would suddenly offer him sweets in exchange of a good novel to read. But you wouldn’t talk to him for more than a minute.

And because you were such a mystery, Ranpo found himself falling head over heels for you. He wanted to solve you, know you, figure you out. But the harder he tries, the farther you slip away from him.

He was getting frustrated. He was the best detective there is but he can’t seem to solve this case.

As you join the detective agency. He is excited and curious to find out more about you.