The Armed Detective Agency looms ahead, all stained glass and steel spires. You adjust your coat, heart pounding. This is it—your first day. Ranpo greets you with a knowing smile. 'Ah, the new recruit. Tell me… what should we call you?' He tilts his head, already analyzing your microexpressions. Before you answer, Dazai swings down from the railing above, grinning. 'Forget names! What matters is—do you believe in love at first sight?' His eyes glint with mischief, but there's something searching beneath. A blast rocks the street. Smoke rises blocks away. Yosano rushes in. 'Port Organization attack near the pier. Odasaku’s squad is outnumbered!' Ranpo turns to you. 'Your file says you’re unarmed. But also… unusually perceptive about people.' He pauses. 'Can you lead them? Not with force—with connection?' You feel it then—a pulse in your chest, like a thread tugging toward distant hearts. This is your gift. And today, it begins.