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The video starts with three people sitting on a couch, smiling at the audience. The first is easily recognizable by her dark, violet hair, with one part tied back with a familiar butterfly hairclip. Similar gold jewelry adorns her neck, shoes, and ears, as well as golden detailing embroidered into the beautiful emerald dress she wears. The second figure sweeps a hand through brown curls, dressed in similar formalwear of a suit and a dark red shirt, a similar golden clip pinned to the lapel of his coat. In comparison to the two, the last of the trio wears only a dark brown sweater and green pants, curled up comfortably in the corner of the couch with a pale coat thrown casually over its arm. As the camera zooms in on him, he looks down, carefully unwrapping a candy appearing from nowhere, while the other man gives a cheeky wave.
Across from them, on an armchair, a dark-haired woman wearing glasses and a red turtleneck turns to face the camera as well. Sitting in her skirt is what appears to be a clipboard, identifying her as the interviewer. As the camera swivels to face her, she straightens with a smile and begins speaking. “Welcome to our dear audience! I’m Haruno Kirako, for those who don’t know, and today I’m here with Dazai Osamu, Yosano Akiko, and Edogawa Ranpo from the latest hit series Bungou Stray Dogs to discuss their experiences filming.”
“Hey,” Edogawa says calmly, the lollipop now in his mouth. “It sucked, don’t watch the show.”
The camera cuts to white.
[TODAY WE ASK YOUR TOP QUESTIONS]
[ARE THE CHARACTERS INSPIRED BY THEIR ACTORS?]
“Starting strong,” Yosano notes, raising a brow. Dazai snorts.
Haruno blushes, waving her hands in front of her. “We’re going in order of the most requested questions, if that’s alright with you?”
The three exchange glances, before turning back to her. Dazai shrugs and says, “Fukuzawa-san is already prepared for us breaking, like, ten NDAs, so it doesn’t really matter.”
There’s a momentary pause. “For legal reasons, that’s a joke,” Yosano says, unfazed.
“O-oh, okay,” Haruno says, “then–”
“Yeah, definitely,” Edogawa interrupts. She nods encouragingly, glancing down at the clipboard, and he continues. “Everyone’s really similar to their characters, honestly, but the most obvious is Dazai. He and his character are practically the same person.”
“Kunikida keeps complaining that he never reads the script and just reacts in real time,” Yosano says, joining in with a smirk curling over her face. Dazai rolls his eyes beside her and sighs. “But yes, a lot of the plot is actually based on our – the main cast’s – own experiences, so most of the relationships and characterization are real, just exaggerated for storytelling effect.”
“All of the actors, directors, and writers all worked together closely for the creation of Bungou Stray Dogs,” Edogawa adds, nodding. “So a lot is taken from our own lives.”
“Guys I swear I wasn’t in the mafia,” Dazai says immediately, eyes sliding over to look directly at the camera, though the bright grin he sports offsets the hurried tone of his voice. “These two don’t know what they’re talking about.”
Yosano and Edogawa laugh, eerily in sync. “It matches up too well,” she says unsympathetically. “You’re making it easy for us.”
“So, may I ask, Dazai-san,” Haruno cuts in hesitantly, “the – the jokes, in the series, are those also based off of real life as well? If this is personal, please don’t be afraid to let me know.”
Dazai’s eyes widen, a laugh escaping him, loud enough that he falls back against the couch. Next to him, Edogawa has no qualms about censoring himself at all, nearly falling off of his seat entirely from the force of his laughter. “No, those are – those are real. I’m in a committed relationship with sertraline right now.”
“You can’t even commit, what are you talking about,” Edogawa mutters under his breath, resulting in a very dramatic gasp from his colleague.
“Ranpo! How dare you!”
“The two of them are really close,” Yosano sweeps in calmly, offering a conciliatory smile to Haruno, who appears greatly out of her depth but determined to persevere nonetheless. “This type of humor is normal for them. But yes, though I won’t name anyone in particular, there are many in the cast dealing with these sorts of issues.”
“Bungou Stray Dogs is, in a way, kind of a group project to express it a little better,” Edogawa says, momentarily solemn and completely at odds from the playful manner he’d been interacting with Dazai mere seconds earlier. “We’ve all known each other for a long time, so this is a pretty personal series, I would say.”
“Yeah, that’s also why we have the same names as our characters,” Dazai says, nodding. “But it’s been nice. Turned out better than I was expecting, really.”
“Awww,” Yosano coos, “that’s so sweet.”
“Shut up.”
“You can only say that because you get fun scenes,” Edogawa grumbles. “I have to keep my eyes closed every time we shoot. I’m going to go blind.”
Dazai and Yosano both laugh. Haruno smiles indulgently, though there remains a touch of awkwardness to her face. “I think that’s a great point to move onto our next question,” she says, and the screen cuts again.
[ARE CHARACTERS LIKE DAZAI AND EDOGAWA ACTUALLY SMART IN REAL LIFE?]
Yosano laughs again, slightly more hysterically this time, for a concerningly long moment. She reaches up to wipe at her eyes, carefully avoiding the mascara and eyeshadow expertly applied, and pointedly does not turn to face the exaggerated pout of Dazai beside her and Edogawa’s long-suffering sigh. “No,” she says once the laughter has subsided. “I watched these two try to microwave grapes on set and eat them once.”
“Oh,” Haruno blinks. “May I ask why?”
“We were having a discussion about that lemonade song,” Dazai says, the perfect image of innocence and maturity if not for the words coming out of his mouth. “The one where the guy comes up and asks for cold grapes?”
“Would that be called a lemonade song? Shouldn’t it be the cold grapes song at this point?” Yosano wonders.
“It shouldn’t be a song at all,” Edogawa mutters. “It’s stupid.”
“We didn’t know, sorry that not all of us went to med school?” Edogawa says, affronted.
“The grapes turned into glowing plasma and you ate them anyway,” she states. “That’s not med school. That’s idiocy.”
“Oh dear,” Haruno says, looking concerned. “I hope the two of you were alright.”
“We were fine,” Dazai says, flapping a hand carelessly. “We get VIP tickets at the nearest hospital now, anyway. They know us.” Edogawa nods brightly.
Haruno pauses, the statement settling in the air, before she visibly steels herself and moves on without comment. “So, as for the question?” she prompts. “Or is Yosano-san’s answer the final one?”
Dazai and Edogawa exchange a glance, both clearly trying to decide on the best way to answer it. “We’re… doing well for ourselves, is what I’ll go with,” Edogawa says finally, leaning back into the couch cushions.
“For legal reasons we probably shouldn’t say any more,” Yosano adds.
“It’s fine though, I know a good lawyer-” Dazai starts.
“The lawyer is Dostoyevsky,” Yosano cuts him off. “He’s also in the show, that wouldn’t work.”
[DO ALL THE CAST MEMBERS HAVE ALTERNATE JOBS?]
The screen cuts back to reveal only Yosano and Edogawa on the couch, Dazai’s place left noticeably empty, though his suit jacket has been tossed over the back of it. Neither of them mention it, though Edogawa has shamelessly taken up the extra space.
“Oh, is this because of what I said about Dostoyevsky?" Yosano asks.
Haruno hums, crossing her legs again. “In part, but it’s also something a lot of fans have been wondering about. Many have been saying that the cast of Bungou Stray Dogs have an unusually diverse range of jobs.”
“I see,” Yosano says, clearly pensive. “Well, most of us didn’t start out as actors, and a lot of people chose to keep their prior jobs even after the series’ success.”
“Not me, though,” Edogawa says.
“You’re also a nepo baby,” Yosano shoots back immediately, waving a hand in his direction. “You don’t count.”
“Could you elaborate on that?” Haruno asks, like all reporters eager for a good story.
Yosano rolls her eyes. “Ranpo was adopted by Fukuzawa years ago, and it’s not like anyone says it to his face but obviously it’s easier to move up in the film industry if your father has those connections. And wealth.”
Edogawa groans with all of the exhaustion of someone who has heard these same words many times before, but he doesn’t deny it. “Yosano, he also mentored you.”
“He didn’t adopt me,” she says, “and I became a doctor without him.”
“Yeah, that’s ‘cause you had Mori,” another voice says, and Dazai walks back into frame.
“So did you?” Yosano splutters. “I refused any of Mori’s help, anyway,” she adds, spitting out his name with an impressive amount of bitterness.
“So,” Haruno interrupts, clearly sensing the path this conversation is about to go down, “Dazai, is this a confirmation of your other line of work? There is a lot of uncertainty, seeing as you’ve stated that you have another job outside of acting.”
Dazai pauses, sliding back into place and pushing Edogawa out of the way with impressive fluidity. He leans back, crossing one leg over the other, and says, “I’m too committed to controversy to answer that, sorry.”
Edogawa says, through another lollipop, “this is why everyone thinks you’re in the mafia.”
Dazai sighs.
“To answer your question,” Yosano says, glaring at the two men next to her pointedly, “Not everyone has another job,” Dazai makes a cough that sounds a lot like Ranpo, “but the majority do, yes.”
“Could you name some of them?” Haruno encourages, writing carefully on her clipboard.
“Well, I’m a doctor,” she says, “acting is really part-time. I only joined Bungou Stray Dogs because so many people I knew were there.”
“Now who’s the nepo baby,” Edogawa says bitterly. She scoffs.
“Dostoyevesky’s a lawyer, which is why he has so few scenes,” she continues, “he’s too busy. And Kunikida is an actual teacher as well.”
“That must be an experience,” Haruno says, “to be watching the latest hit series and then find your college professor there.”
Dazai bursts out laughing, accidentally knocking himself into Edogawa, who doesn’t seem to notice from how hard he has begun to laugh. Yosano’s smile has also stretched to near-inhumane proportions from how hard she’s grinning.
“There’s this one girl,” Dazai gets out between gasps, “in his class, who watches the series, and–”
“Does she? Genuinely has she even seen it?” Yosano asks.
“No she hasn’t even seen it,” Edogawa says, snorting, and it sets him and Dazai off once more, leaning forward so hard with the force of their laughter that they both almost fall off of the couch.
“Anyway,” Dazai says, valiantly trying to catch his breath enough to speak, “Lucy-chan, she’s in freshman year of college, and she’s got a pretty good relationship with Kunikida. So when Bungou Stray Dogs dropped, she immediately decided to torment him with it. It’s so bad.”
“Yeah,” Edogawa nods, “at first it was just thirst traps from edits of the show,”
“And the good ones, too,” Yosano says, snickering. “I’ve got some of them saved.”
“but then it got worse,” he continues. A faint wheeze can be heard from the man next to him, who has decided to give up on any semblance of propriety at all. “She started sending him, like, ship edits and stuff, all the time.”
“Seriously all the time,” Dazai says, nodding. “I remember once we had to shoot a scene and we were on break and he checks his phone and it’s this TikTok edit shipping him and me and the only other thing she’d sent was this text saying ‘is this what ur doing when ur not grading our papers sensei? sleeping w ur coworkers?’ and Kunikida turned so red. It was hilarious.”
“Was it a good video?” Edogawa asks curiously. Dazai nods, pulling his phone out of his back pocket to show him. Haruno blinks at them, clearly torn between stopping them and accepting her fate.
“Kunikida usually teaches a very small class,” Yosano says, taking pity on her, “only around ten people at most, so they all became very close. I think he regrets it.”
“We probably don’t help,” Edogawa says, looking up from the phone. Faint pop music can be heard emanating from it as the video plays on loop.
“We probably don’t,” Dazai agrees, “we show up at the university a lot so we all know his students by now. We’re all friends.”
“They’re like our little siblings,” Yosano says, laughing. “So we have to help them annoy big brother Kunikida, y’know?”
“That’s very sweet,” Haruno says, smiling, as she tries her best to steer the conversation back in the proper direction. “So would you say you’re all very active in each others’ jobs and lives outside of work?”
“We’re all friends,” Dazai says, “mostly.” We already told you this, he implies with a raised eyebrow, and she wilts.
“We mess with Kunikida because he’s okay with it,” Edogawa says, shrugging. “But we don’t do that with Yosano. It’s not a good idea.”
“Because she works in a hospital?” Haruno checks, and he nods.
“And also because they know I’d beat their asses,” Yosano says, grinning, though it looks less like a smile and more like a threat, and though the swear is bleeped out it does nothing to hide the meaning of the phrase at all. Her lips curve up into a very sharp point and Haruno finds herself instinctively shifting backwards until her back hits the chair. “Dazai bothers Dostoyevesky,” she continues, giving a nod to Haruno in recognition of her fear, “he, Dostoyevesky, Gogol, and Sigma are all very close, but the rest of us aren’t.”
“This would be referring to full-time actor Nikolai Gogol and famous singer Sigma, yes?” Haruno asks. “The two are notoriously mysterious; there is very little known about them outside of their jobs. After all, even Sigma’s full name isn’t known.”
“Yeah, they don’t really like the press,” Dazai says, and then winks at the camera. “Sigma’s very strong on privacy. She likes to keep her past as if it didn’t exist.”
Edogawa snorts, and even Yosano lets out a laugh. Haruno smiles indulgently, aware of a joke having just been made but not quite aware of its meaning. She clearly considers the consequences of trying to push further, mouth opening to ask another question, before visibly giving up and letting the actors continue speaking.
“The four of them went to university in Meursault,” Edogawa says, “that was when Dazai famously took a break from his acting career in Yokohama before coming back and signing on with our agency.”
“They probably made a blood pact to never let the press get anything on them at three in the morning or something,” Yosano adds as if that explains anything more. Haruno looks over to Dazai in concern, who only flashes her another grin and pointedly does not elaborate like someone who doesn’t want to tell the truth but cannot deny it, either. “Even we don’t know much about them pre-Bungou Stray Dogs.”
“NDAs,” Dazai says pleasantly. “Nobody wants to mess with those.”
“Benefits of Dostoyevesky being a lawyer, I suppose,” Yosano sighs, resigned.
“O-oh,” Haruno says, clearly out of her depth. “I see.”
[HOW LONG WILL BUNGOU STRAY DOGS BE? AND HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN IN PRODUCTION?]
Dazai sucks in air before puffing his cheeks out, obviously contemplating the question. “Like, when it’ll end? No idea,” he says. “We’ve got three seasons released so far, two more in production, and I think the scripts for at least another two… It’s really subjective.”
“We’ve been planning Bungou Stray Dogs for a very long time,” Yosano says, “although the actual filming only began a couple of years ago. But in terms of ideas, it’s been a while. So, yes, it’ll probably be another while before we’re anywhere near finishing.”
“Doesn’t help that it’s based on real life experiences,” Edogawa adds, popping another lollipop in his mouth. Neither of his coworkers seem in any way perturbed by the ease in which he’s getting through them, so Haruno has resigned herself to never getting an answer as to why and how he’s doing it. “There are always new things to add.”
“How would you describe the writing process, then?” Haruno asks, latching onto the hook he’s tossed out eagerly.
“Everyone pitches in a bit,” Yosano answers, exchanging glances with the other two. “It’s really a group project.”
“The main storyline has already been fully planned out,” Dazai says, leaning back and slinging an arm over the back of the couch. “The details, and especially the characters’ relationships, are added later.”
“When you speak of the characters’ relationships, what do you mean by that?”
“How the characters interact, of course,” he says, raising a brow. “It’s the foundation of Bungou Stray Dogs.”
“So there is no confirmation of any relationships between cast members, in a more romantic sense?” Haruno pushes. “Or perhaps even merely between characters?”
“There will be no romance in the series,” Yosano cuts in sharply. “My character deserves better than anyone in the cast.”
“Ow,” Dazai says, but doesn’t argue. “But yes, the series is strictly non-romantic.”
“That’s not what Dead Apple is saying,” Yosano mutters under her breath.
“Shut up about Dead Apple,” Dazai responds. “There’s no romance and there won’t be.”
“This is when the fans cry,” Edogawa chirps brightly, shifting over to face the camera and pointing his lollipop at it. The camera cuts obligingly.
[WHAT DOES THE CAST THINK OF BUNGOU STRAY DOGS FANWORKS?]
“Are we allowed to answer this question?” Yosano asks. “I feel like I remember someone saying that we shouldn’t be seeking it out.”
“That was Kunikida after Dazai started joining Lucy in sending him things they found online,” Edogawa says matter-of-factly.
“Oh,” Yosano blinks. “Okay then.”
“I think it’s sweet!” Dazai says, beaming. “It’s an honor to have such talented fans!”
Haruno smiles, grateful to have a halfway normal response for once. “You’ve all mentioned how personal the series is; does it not upset you that people could be interpreting it in the wrong way?”
“Hmmm, not really,” he says. “Once it’s out, it’s out, y’know? This is just how things work. We don't really have the right to get upset about it.”
“And yes, it’s personal, but by the time each season gets released it’s undergone enough revisions that it’s still its own story,” Yosano nods.
“Besides, it's funny to see what people think of our characters.”
Yosano and Dazai make sounds of agreement, nodding, before she stops and opens her mouth to speak again. She barely manages to get one word out before laughing, as beside her, realization and exhaustion pass over Dazai’s face. “No, it’s hilarious,” she says, “there was – there was this one time, when we were all bored so Dazai decided to pull up social media and see what people were saying of the latest episode…”
Dazai sighs, though he’s smiling too. Edogawa started snickering even before Yosano finished her sentence and refuses to stop. Haruno shifts forward, pencil and clipboard at the ready.
“And the first video – really the very first one – was of someone just absolutely hating on Dazai’s character for a solid, like, five minutes.”
“It’s worse because that guy was really popular, too,” Edogawa adds, grinning. “Dazai didn’t even scroll up he was just staring at the screen for the full five minutes. It was like he went into shock or something.”
“Nakahara had so much fun with that one,” Yosano says.
“Nakahara Chuuya, the Japanese-French model?” Haruno asks. She nods. “Do the two of them not get along?”
“Chuuya is a disgrace to be around,” Dazai replies immediately, curling his lip in disgust. “I never want to hear his name around me again.” Haruno hesitates in concern.
Edogawa rolls his eyes. “The two of them have been friends for a very long time. They’re just emotionally repressed.”
“I’m not emotionally repressed, what the fuck?” Dazai says, aghast. The audio bleeps out the swear, but it is very obvious what the original phrase is.
“No, you are,” Yosano says, placing one hand on his knee as if comforting a small child. The image is slightly ruined by the fact that she very clearly is struggling to keep herself from laughing. There is no pity on her face at all. “It’s okay, most of us are, but like.”
“You’re a special case,” Edogawa finishes. He, unlike his colleague, has no qualms about hiding exactly how amusing he finds the situation.
“Ranpo you can’t say shit you’re just as special as me,” Dazai snaps back. Once again, the swear is bleeped out, with a small note at the bottom of the screen that reads, All three swore significantly more than shown. We tried to cut most of it out. Whoever captioned the interview deserves a raise. “I have video proof.”
“We don’t need to go that far,” Edogawa says, seemingly backing down, before he raises a brow, locks eyes with Dazai, and adds, "Disproportionate emotional responses are also a sign of repression.”
Yosano laughs. Dazai shoves himself up off of the couch, almost tripping over her in his haste to reach Edogawa, who doesn’t break eye contact once. Haruno splutters, leaning over to get up herself, and the video cuts as she begins to frantically try to calm the situation.
[WHAT SHOULD WE EXPECT FROM THE BUNGOU STRAY DOGS UNIVERSE AND CAST IN THE FUTURE?]
“Several of your coworkers have mentioned other movies and series possibly being released once the main series is over,” Haruno explains, “and some have already begun production, such as the movie Dead Apple.”
“Ah, yes,” Edogawa says, nodding calmly, “our worst NDA breach so far.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Dead Apple shouldn’t be publicly available at all,” Yosano says casually. “We probably have someone on the team leaking information. There’s really no other way for clips of the set to already be circulating.”
“It’s probably Dazai,” Edogawa says.
“It’s not me,” Dazai says at the exact same time. The two of them look at each other, before breaking eye contact. Dazai’s hair looks strangely curlier, as if someone had tugged on it, and there’s a faint red mark on Edogawa’s cheek that hadn’t been there before. Yosano sits between the two of them primly and refuses to acknowledge either of them.
“Everyone knows Dazai has been having a lot of fun with Dead Apple,” Edogawa rolls his eyes, still refusing to face his coworker. “I mean, he spends the entire time with Nakahara, Dostoyevesky, and Shibusawa.”
“We’ve mentioned how you’ve known Nakahara and Dostoyevesky for a very long time, Dazai-san, but what about Shibusawa?” Haruno asks.
“Hm? Oh, I met him through Fyodor several years ago,” Dazai says, smiling. “We get along wonderfully.”
“The two of them just get high together,” Yosano says bluntly.
“We’re breaking so many rules right now,” Edogawa beams.
“Anyway,” Dazai says loudly, pointedly talking over his coworkers without letting his smile drop once, “He’s an incredibly talented fashion designer – you might know his brand, Draconia – and I was like, hey, you wanna design clothes for my new show? And obviously he said yes because I’m a great person.”
“No, he said yes because it’s good marketing for him and because he gets to spend time with old friends,” Edogawa says. Dazai opens his mouth and is immediately cut off by him continuing, “Old friends that aren’t you. Like Dostoyevesky. Or Sigma.”
“Are you even friends?” Yosano wonders aloud. “I mean at this point the two of you are more like exes.”
“We’re exes and friends, thank you very much,” Dazai sniffs pretentiously.
Haruno leans forward with a gasp. “Dazai-san, are you confirming a past romance with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?”
He freezes. Yosano laughs unapologetically. "Well," he says, “it wasn’t really a relationship. We didn’t do anything romantic, we just spent a lot of time together.” There’s a pause. Edogawa is also smiling gleefully. “We call each other exes because it’s funny and because we hadn’t spoken in, like, six years before Bungou Stray Dogs.” There’s another pause where Haruno doesn’t break eye contact with him, likely aware that this interview may make-or-break her career as a reporter. “Fyodor and I have the same kind of relationship but there’s no way in hell I’d ever date him.”
“Fyodor, Shibusawa, and you, you mean,” Yosano says, shamelessly digging his grave deeper. Dazai sighs.
“That’s why Dead Apple is so fun for you,” Edogawa adds, “because that’s the only time Shibusawa is on set as an actor.”
“I will get Fyodor to put you in legal hell,” Dazai snaps, but the threat falls short in the face of their grinning faces. He turns to Haruno. “No, none of us have dated. Or will date, probably.”
“Yeah you probably shouldn’t,” Edogawa agrees. “With all your repression,” Yosano sighs at the return of this topic, which he promptly ignores, “your relationships are weird enough. Don’t make it any worse.”
Dazai pouts, but doesn’t argue. “So, yes, to answer your question, there will be more to come in the Bungou Stray Dogs universe,” he says, clearly trying to change the subject and ignore Edogawa, and then adds apologetically, “we probably shouldn’t reveal any more, though.”
“That’s alright,” Haruno assures him with all of the satisfaction of a reporter who has just been offered a previously-undiscovered wealth of information, “I’m sure that the fans will be pleased to hear that regardless.”
“I should hope so,” Yosano says, raising a brow. “Isn’t that the entire point of this interview?”
Haruno coughs awkwardly. The camera cuts.
[DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY TO YOUR FANS?]
The video cuts back to the actors, but this time, it is facing them directly, with Haruno out of the frame entirely. The three are visible solely from the chest and up as the camera is centered on their faces.
“Don’t watch the show,” Edogawa says, repeating his words from the beginning of the video. “It’s so bad. Why would you subject yourself to Dazai’s face longer than necessary.”
“We are,” Dazai shouts over him, leaning over Yosano to smack him without breaking eye contact with the camera, “so grateful that so many of you have enjoyed Bungou Stray Dogs!” He sits back down, adjusting himself, and just when one may begin to be grateful that he has at least attempted to answer the question semi-normally, he adds, “also the offer for double suicide is real and genuine, call my agent and he’ll send you my way. The sertraline is not working, lol.”
“You don’t deserve Sakaguchi,” Edogawa says. “God, I pity him.”
“Shut your mouth, nepo baby,” Dazai shoots back.
Edogawa scoffs. “That’s rich, coming from you.”
“Ignoring that,” Yosano says, summoning everyone’s hopes that she may be reasonable, “by the time this video will be out, so will Bungou Stray Dogs season four!” Everyone’s hopes are immediately dashed.
“Episode one, out now!” Dazai adds brightly.
“It’s about me,” Edogawa says, unnecessarily haughty, “so of course it’s going to be good.”
“It’s not just about you,” Dazai says, rolling his eyes, his voice overlapping with Yosano’s exaggerated groan.
“Of course, season four’s release date has been out for months,” she says, and then grins. “But what you don’t know is why we’ve been so open about Dead Apple.”
“Dead Apple trailer releases today,” Dazai picks up easily, winking at the camera. “To our beloved fans, we can’t wait to see what you think of it!”
“The release date for the movie is out as well,” Edogawa adds casually. “We’ll see you all then.”
The video ends.