POV He Couldn't Solve It.

POV he couldn't solve it.

Kunikida: What are you doing? Ranpo: Solving a case. Kunikida: With a Rubik’s cube? Ranpo: It’s a metaphor. You see, each color represents a clue, and by solving it, I reveal the truth. Kunikida: That’s not how it works. Ranpo: Trust me, I’m a genius.

Blackmail.

Chuuya: What are you doing here? Dazai: I came to see you, of course. Chuuya: Why? We’re enemies, remember? Dazai: Oh, come on. You know you still love me. Chuuya: I never loved you. You were just a partner. Dazai: A partner in crime and in bed. Chuuya: Shut up! Don’t say that out loud! Dazai: Why not? It’s the truth. You can’t deny our chemistry. Chuuya: I can and I will. Now get out of here before I kick your ass. Dazai: Fine, fine. But you’ll miss me when I’m gone.

Fyodor is angerly

Fukuzawa: As the leader of the Armed Detective Agency, I have to make sure everyone is safe and happy. Mori: As the leader of the Port Mafia, I have to make sure everyone is scared and miserable. Fukuzawa: Why are we so different? Mori: Because you’re a saint and I’m a sinner.

Kenji, peeling a banana: “May I take your jacket, sir? Hahahaha.” Kyouka: “Do you think other people can’t hear you?”

Kyouka: What are you reading? Atsushi: It’s a book about how to be a good detective. Kyouka: Can I see it? Atsushi: Sure, here you go. Kyouka: *reads the title* How to Be a Good Detective by Ranpo Edogawa Atsushi: Yeah, he wrote it himself. He said it’s a bestseller. Kyouka: *flips through the pages* There’s nothing here. It’s just blank. Atsushi: What? Let me see. *takes the book back* Atsushi: Oh, he must have given me the wrong one. This is his notebook. Kyouka: Or maybe he’s just messing with you.

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