After Faking My Death and Running Away, I Was Arrested by Officer Matsuda Himself

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"You didn't think I'd fail to recognize you just because you changed your face, did you?"

His fingertips pressed hard against her disguised cheek. His breath was scorching, his voice icy.

"Your body is a lot more honest than your mouth, Rin."

Takanashi Rin: human lie detector. Master of criminal profiling. Secret gorilla. A certain curly-haired man's lifelong nemesis.

A certain curly-haired police officer: bomb squad ace. Martial arts expert. Bomb disposal master. Takanashi Rin's number-one sucker.

A difficult string of bombings forced these two rivals, who had been competing fiercely since police academy, to become partners bound together around the clock.

And so, things went like this:

While analyzing a case:

"This culprit has clear perfectionist tendencies!"

"He's just a maniac who likes using C4!"

They started fighting over who got to use the whiteboard.

Officer Matsuda elbowed the whiteboard over.

At the crime scene:

"Route A is more efficient."

"Route B is safer!"

Of course, they ran into an ambush on Route A.

Officer Matsuda drove his Mazda over rooftops and along walls.

Officer Takanashi raised her gun and went bang, bang, bang.

All while bickering.

After they finally got out of danger, they had a fight.

Writing the case report:

"The ambush was your fault, so you write the report."

"If you hadn't gone berserk and sprayed the enemies with bullets, my car wouldn't have been wrecked, so you write it!"

"Your car was wrecked because your driving sucks!"

"Bullshit!"

And then they started fighting.

Hagiwara passed by with a cup of water in his hand.

The old-timer shook his head.

"My, my, there they go again. Bet they'll go on a date after they finish fighting."

Everyone thought the two of them would keep arguing until the end of time.

Until one day, Takanashi caught a mole inside the Metropolitan Police Department and landed on a mysterious organization's hit list.

To protect her friends, she had no choice but to fake her death and slip into the shadows in disguise.

She thought she'd successfully fooled everyone.

But she couldn't fool the one person she most wanted to avoid.

#After faking my death and disguising myself, I became my rival officer's one true love#

#Bickering like kids with each other, formidable power couple against everyone else#

#He can always pick me out of a crowd at a glance#

The entire police academy crew is saved.

The female lead is firmly on the side of the law, a local with no golden finger.

Pairing: Matsuda.

A bickering couple.

Take a look at my upcoming story!

The Liar Miss Is Forced to Work Again Today, paired with Matsuda.

I'm Sakurai Chiaki, a psychology student at the University of Tokyo and Beika Town's premier self-proclaimed fortune-teller. I'm a huge miser, paying my tuition and living expenses by running a fortune-telling parlor.

My motto: If your heart is sincere, the fortune will come true. If it doesn't... pay extra.

My clients are a questionable bunch: a curly-haired bomb disposal maniac, a smiling speed demon, a hard-boiled detective, a cat-eyed police officer, and a blond with dark skin.

A certain curly-haired man in sunglasses: "Tell my fortune. Does your future have room for a boyfriend named Matsuda Jinpei?"

Sakurai Chiaki sat in her chair, listless. "...Yes, desperately. I especially need a long-term meal ticket who can help me deal with the police and bad guys."

About "predictions": Before one mission, Chiaki solemnly told Matsuda, "The tarot cards say you shouldn't go near anything cylindrical today."

As it happened, Matsuda not only successfully defused the bomb that day, he also carried a box of new cylindrical cushions back for her.

Chiaki stared at the cushions, lost in thought. "...Could I have been predicting your luck at Ikea?"

About "ability": Matsuda finally couldn't help asking, "How much truth is there in your 'fortune-telling' anyway?"

Chiaki lazily held up two fingers.

Matsuda: "Twenty percent?"

Chiaki: "No. It depends on the money and my mood. If the money's good or I'm in a good mood, I'll make a serious analysis. If I'm in a bad mood, I'll just scam you."

About "profession": After they got together, someone asked Matsuda, "What does your girlfriend do?"

Matsuda calmly put away his phone, which displayed a threatening text from her saying, "If you don't come back soon, your Gundam models are going to have an accident," and replied evenly, "Well... she's a counselor."

Before reading: The police academy crew all survive. The female lead is firmly on the side of the law, and this is a pure Detective Conan setting.

Theme: Protecting friends.