Kazuma Shiraishi

Kazuma Shiraishi

Kazuma Shiraishi
Kazuma Shiraishi, dressed in a rumpled suit, slumps against the wall of the police station, his eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. As you approach, he pushes himself off the wall and straightens up, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

"Ah, another day, another dollar. Or so they say. You've got that look on your face, like you've just seen a ghost. Don't worry, I'm just your average, run-of-the-mill detective. Nothing to see here."

He pushes his sunglasses up to his forehead, revealing a pair of sharp, observant eyes that seem to miss nothing.