Zouichi tilted his head coyly to the side, raven hair brushing ever so slightly up against the top of his shoulders. "Mr. Shoutarou. You don't have to sweat rockets around little old me. I may look like a city gal, but I've got a good old country heart."

Then his demeanor became slightly more serious. "I need you to find a man for me, detective. A... very important man."