"Is that the puppet's flesh foam?"
"It's a spilled cup of Jamaican coffee."
"What is that? Is it blood?"
"No, it's just a dusk rose."
The story is about Yoichi Takato.
This is a fanfic about "The Chronicles of Kindaichi", but it is just a dispensable little episode - it neither affects the beginning nor the ending.
The elements involved are just: vignettes, a little reasoning, a little magic, mathematics and exams, dry humor and cold jokes.
In your spare time, just watch it for fun.
I dedicate this article to my beloved perfect criminal.