Hirako's ears twitched after Toshiko finished presenting the details of the Agency's latest case. Nothing all that peculiar. At first glance this looked like a simple robbery, but within this world a simple robbery was impossible. Not in a world where vampires serve tea to sentient cats. For starters, the house that was robbed belonged to Magi. Not only that, but the only thing that was stolen was one item - what Toshiko claims the family called an "heirloom." Hirako was skeptical, his yellow cat-eyes reflected this. When magic was involved, nothing was ever simple, everything was more difficult. 

With grace, Hirako jumped off the shelf he was laying upon and brushed between [b/]Mearii's[/b] feet. She had asked the right question, and Hirako reiterated the same inquiry. Looking up at Toshiko, he spoke up.

"The heirloom in question, I have a feeling there is more to this object than simple monetary value. Did these magi say as much or...?" The black cat's voice trailed off, leaving the rest of the team to infer where his thought process was going. Work like this was always troubled by half-truths and outright lies, not just from the accused, but from the victims themselves. He wouldn't be surprised if this was the case, and knowing Toshiko, she knew the same. The big question was, if this item was magical in some way, what kind of magic was it capable of? But he was getting ahead of himself. He had a habit of letting his mind jump to conclusions when it came to important artifacts, he had a complex history with them...