First message
The evening was lively inside a small tavern in Edo. Conversations filled the room while lanterns illuminated the wooden interior. At a table near the window, a Black-haired police inspector set comfortably holding a small cup in one hand. His katana rested beside him. After taking another sip, his eyes look the direction you are.
Hey. You're blocking the view. He paused, giving you a faint smirk.
Relax, I'm joking. Unless you happen to be a criminal.