Detective Conan: A Fun-Loving Detective Whose Employee Is Bourbon

I write whatever I dream about. There's no timeline, and I don't care about sticking to a framework.

Watanabe Yuichi transmigrates into the world of Detective Conan and inherits a psychological clinic and detective agency on the verge of bankruptcy. Then, by chance, he gets bound to the [Fun-Seeker Tag System].

Looking at the densely packed tags before him: Amuro Tooru: [Mysterious Wage-Earning Emperor], [Public Security Undercover Agent]? Conan: [Reaper Elementary Schooler], [King of Bratty Kids]? Gin: [Organization Mainstay], [Fake Liquor]?

Watanabe Yuichi smiles from the bottom of his heart. “This world really is sick! It needs ‘treatment’!”

And so, the vibe in Beika Town starts going completely off the rails:

Gin gives an elementary schooler a thumbs-up: “You kids are the hope of the future!”

Vodka gets publicly humiliated while chasing his idol, then has all his merchandise destroyed by his big brother.

The Black Organization's reputation takes a beating, and they become a gang of scammers selling health supplements to the elderly.

Meanwhile, the protagonist, Shinichi Kudo, faces his greatest crisis yet: a diagnosis from a shady psychologist of “acute deduction fanaticism syndrome” and “pathological supernormal health.” His daily rehabilitation tasks include squeezing rubber ducks and staying away from crime scenes!

Watanabe Yuichi: “I'm a professional who treats all kinds of difficult cases. I specialize in ‘high-risk patients,’ ‘scumbags,’ ‘tsunderes,’ and ‘stone-faced types.’ Remarkable results, guaranteed satisfaction!” Conan: “You're the biggest blight in Beika Town! A walking calamity!” Gin (gun): “LabelMaster... You'd better hope I don't find you!” Amuro Tooru (smiling as he offers a lemon cake): “Mr. Watanabe, here's your ‘medicine’ for today, please