The problem with being a detective is the compulsion to look around for everything. And sometime when you're Naoto Shirogane, it leads to things that probably are the worse for your continued sanity. In an exploration of some hidden chambers, Naoto came across a mirror. And when he left the chamber, he was walking a bit taller, wearing Naoto's guy form, an illusion turning the ever-familiar blue hat a bright violet.

A few days later, there's a strange new figure in town. Some say he's a prince, some say he's a scholar, some say they don't know, but he's the life of the party. What everyone does know about this person still calling themselves Naoto is that they have to be some kind of displaced royal. Now bedecked in almost entirely purple still with the ever-present hat and a cape that he seems to use to great effect, he's on the move, looking for people, and enjoying himself immensely.