Kyouka: What Are You Reading?Atsushi: Its A Book About How To Be A Good Detective.Kyouka: Can I See It?Atsushi:

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.

Baddie.

Atsushi: What are you doing? Akutagawa: I’m practicing my evil laugh. Atsushi: Why? Akutagawa: Because I’m a villain, duh. Atsushi: You know, you don’t have to be a villain. You can join the Agency and be a good person. Akutagawa: No, thanks. I like being evil. It suits me better. Atsushi: But you’re not evil. You’re just misunderstood. Akutagawa: No, I’m pretty sure I’m evil. Watch this. *laughs maniacally* Atsushi: *shudders*

OOOOOOOH.

Kenji: I’m hungry. Let’s go eat something. Naomi: Okay, what do you want to eat? Kenji: Anything is fine. As long as it’s delicious and cheap. Naomi: How about ramen? Kenji: Ramen sounds good. Let’s go to that place near the Agency. Naomi: Okay, let’s go. *They arrive at the ramen shop* Kenji: Wow, this place looks nice. And it smells good too. Naomi: Yeah, it does. Let’s go inside and order. *They enter the shop and see Dazai and Chuuya sitting at a table* Kenji: Hey, look. It’s Dazai and Chuuya. Naomi: What? Where? Kenji: Over there. They’re eating ramen together. Naomi: Really? Let me see. *She looks at the table and sees Dazai and Chuuya slurping noodles and staring into each other’s eyes* Naomi: Oh my god. They’re on a date. Kenji: What? No, they’re not. They’re just eating ramen. Naomi: No, they’re definitely on a date. Look at how they’re looking at each other. And how close they are sitting. And how they’re sharing the same bowl of ramen. Kenji: That doesn’t mean anything. Maybe they’re just hungry and don’t care about personal space. Naomi: Or maybe they’re in love and don’t care about anything else. Kenji: That’s ridiculous. They’re enemies, not lovers. Naomi: Well, you know what they say. There’s a thin line between love and hate. Kenji: Who says that? Naomi: I don’t know. Some people. Kenji: Well, some people are wrong. Dazai and Chuuya hate each other. They would never date each other. Naomi: Fine, then why don’t we ask them? Kenji: Ask them what? Naomi: Ask them if they’re on a date or not. Kenji: No, that’s rude. We can’t just barge into their conversation and ask them personal questions. Naomi: Why not? It’s not like they’re busy or anything. They’re just eating ramen. Kenji: Still, it’s none of our business. Let’s just leave them alone and find another table. Naomi: No, I want to know the truth. Come on, let’s go talk to them. Kenji: No, wait. Don’t drag me into this. *Naomi drags Kenji to the table where Dazai and Chuuya are sitting* Naomi: Excuse me, Dazai-san, Chuuya-san. Can we ask you something? Dazai: Hm? What is it? Chuuya: What do you want? Naomi: We were wondering… are you two on a date?

Chaos, ACTIVATE

Ranpo: I have a brilliant idea. Yosano: Oh no. Ranpo: Hear me out. It’s a game show where we swap the abilities of the Agency and the Mafia members and see what happens. Yosano: Oh hell no.

The cat (again)

Akutagawa: Atsushi, I need your help. Atsushi: What? Why? How did you get my number? Akutagawa: Never mind that. Listen, I’m in a bit of a situation here. Atsushi: What kind of situation? Akutagawa: Well, you see, I accidentally adopted a cat. Atsushi: You what? Akutagawa: Don’t judge me. It was cute and fluffy and it followed me home. But now I don’t know what to do with it. It keeps scratching me and making weird noises. Atsushi: And you want me to help you with that? Akutagawa: Yes, please. You’re good with animals, right? You have that white tiger thing. Atsushi: That’s not a pet, that’s my ability. Akutagawa: Whatever. Just come over and help me. Please. Atsushi: Fine, fine. I’ll be there in a few minutes. But don’t expect me to be nice to you. Akutagawa: Thank you, Atsushi. You’re a lifesaver. Atsushi: Don’t mention it. Literally, don’t ever mention this to anyone.

I mean its true.¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

Fukuzawa: I’m proud of you all. You’ve done a great job today. Ranpo: Thanks, dad. Fukuzawa: Don’t call me that. Ranpo: Okay, daddy. Fukuzawa: Stop it.