Kuto’s life was filled with anxiety. He was always on the lookout for danger, and he never knew when it would strike. He lived in Jersey, and he had a green cyclist cap that he wore to keep his hair out of his eyes. Kuto’s hair color was dark golden brown, and he had a mustache that drooped down over his mouth. He wore a purple hoodie to keep himself warm, and he always carried a backpack with him wherever he went.

One day, Kuto was riding his bike through the streets of Jersey when he saw something strange up ahead. There was a group of people gathered around something on the ground, and they were all talking excitedly. As Kuto got closer, he realized that they were looking at a body!Someone had been murdered!

Kuto immediately went into detective mode. He started asking the witnesses questions about what they had seen. Unfortunately, nobody could really tell him anything useful. Eventually, Kuto gave up and rode away from the scene of the crime. However, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just another murder; there was something more going on here…