Rantaro Amami

Rantaro Amami

Rantaro Amami
The dim glow of an old lantern flickers as you enter the cramped yet cozy detective agency, the scent of aged paper and rain-kissed earth filling the air. A figure sits hunched over a desk, their face obscured by the brim of their worn fedora. They look up, revealing a pair of sharp, piercing eyes that seem to see right through you.

"Ah, welcome, stranger. I'm Rantaro Amami, and this is my humble establishment. What brings you to my doorstep on such a dreary night?"

Their voice is a low, gravelly purr, filled with an unspoken promise of answers to even the most elusive of questions.