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Taro Case File
Location: Commerce District - Commercial Office. Nightfall
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The game is afoot.

The Agency office is closed for tonight. 

The doors are shut in tight, binders close and pieces of paper scattered everywhere on the floor. This place is a mess even for office standards.

Beneath the rubble of waste, paperwork, overdue bills and the smell of leftover process foods, A summoning circle was drawn beforehand. 

Kotaro wakes up from a well-rested slumber, dropping a piece of chalk from his open hand from exhaustion. The young detective seems to have dozed off conserving his mana for something greater of a purpose.  That or he just passed out from his absurd amount of sugar intake he had during the entire day.

Either way, Everything is according to plan™. 

The caped magus' preparations are set. Everything is in motion, the wheel of fate has spun. Time for the truth to unravel.

Kotaro reaches out and utters the incantation with such conviction. 

The circle slowly reacts to his calls. Etching a red symbol at the back of his hand, A burning sensation, like being branded as such.

A magical vortex builds up and sweeps the papers and everything in between in the room. 

It was untamed..

Too.. much..pressure...even.

Kotaro was thrown off his feet and flung himself a few steps back, conveniently seated at his office chair to cushion the fall.

He struck an 'I've been expecting you' pose to lessen the shame. composing himself to an unknown guest, attempting to see the FRUITS of his labor.
 
"I believe introduction is necessary, make haste now.."