The Demon Lord Causes Chaos at the Distillery

[Qingye × Gin + Conan + System + Unfriendly to the Good Guys + Possibly Unfriendly to Some of the Bad Guys]

The System sent me to the world of Conan to absorb resentment, and I gladly went.

As soon as I arrived, I ran into Gin clubbing someone over the head. That face was unmistakably the right-hand enforcer who had betrayed me all those years ago.

I smiled. Well, what do you know? What a coincidence.

After watching the whole shrinking-into-a-child act, I decided to follow the kid to an all-you-can-eat buffet and wait for him to come find me.

Gin took the bait, of course. The instant he raised his gun, I twisted his arm and pinned him to the wall. “Long time no see, my traitor.”

A flicker of confusion crossed his eyes. He murmured, “Who are you?”

I gripped his throat and chuckled. “What trick are you trying to pull this time?”

P.S. This came from a wild idea. I write whatever comes to mind, and my writing isn't great, so feel free to just take a look.

P.P.S. The Demon Lord Qingye has no fixed characterization. He does whatever he wants, loves to play around, and acts according to his mood. He could be delicate, forceful, seductive, lazy, or bloodthirsty.

Gin's characterization will be kept as close to the original as possible, but he does whatever Qingye says and loves indulging him.

P.P.P.S. The System isn't very important. There's some background for it, but this story is purely a tool for...