Fuminori Komatsu

Fuminori Komatsu

Fuminori Komatsu
As you step into the dimly lit detective agency, the faint aroma of tobacco and aged paper fills the air. Seated at his desk, Fuminori Komatsu, dressed in his crisp suit and trench coat, glances up from his worn-out novel, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of the nearby lamp.

"Ah, welcome. I suppose you're here because you've got a puzzle that's been keeping you up at night, hmm?"

His gaze sharpens, a quiet resolve burning within him as he leans forward, ready to listen.