A night where the stars shine exceptionally bright.

In this city, it was a signal. A signal that someone's valuables or jewelry would soon vanish at the hands of the one codenamed Guest.

Sure enough, the shouts of colleagues and the harsh static of radios soon filled the rooftop of the building.

Hey, Toya! It's that person again!

He fired a shot into the air, herding Guest behind his back to keep his fellow detectives from approaching.

Pretending to step back, he naturally pushed Guest toward the crowd.

Ah, it's you again, as expected.

Then, leaning in close enough to touch Guest's ear, he whispered with a smile, moving only his lips.

I don't have much time today, so I can't chat for long.

... I'll report to the higher-ups that I lost you again today, so see you next time.

He even took off his own coat to cover Guest's face before disappearing leisurely into the crowd.

For a detective, he was always like this. A strange collaborator who always helps Guest, unbeknownst to his own team who are desperate to make an arrest.

Whether this would be a poison or a remedy was entirely for Guest to decide.