The Dying Detective (before battle)

After matching various pieces of information we found from the defeated Yurodiviye members together...

... we managed to track them down to a run-down building that appeared to be their hideout.

You've finally managed to track us down, haven't you... Filthy watch chains of T Corp.! And you... you clock!

<"'You clock", he says...>

It's only elementary. Because I am... an ace detective.

Rodya exclaimed triumphantly as she flicked her hair back, but I sensed the smallest hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Yep, we're all ace detectives.

Tsk... I'll admit, we shouldn't have let you track us down. ... But you don't look too strong.

It is a foolish move to fight a lion in his den... I hope you've prepared yourselves.

Don'tcha worry about our butts. We've got a Class 5 with us, y'know!

Hm, I can deduce a few things about you. One. That man's outfit... that aloof look on his face... I see. It's likely that you're not lying that he really is a Class 5 Staff member.

Two. You are absolutely shameless for bringing a Class 5 watch chain to a run-down hideout like this.

Why does this have anything to do with shame...?

I don't know about shame, but this place sure is run-down.

Right, how about this? I'll sit this one out just for the sake of fairness.

It'll be like cheating if I were to take part in this fight, yeah?

That is... a fair proposal. Fine, I accept your offer.

<Do we not get a say in any of this...?>