My Childhood Friends Are on Their Second Playthrough

Coming soon: What Do You Mean My Husband Is 22 and Stole the Strategist's Heart? Blurbs below. Important warning: In the first run, I’m writing Matsuda Jinpei as having joined First Investigation Division seven years later to avenge Hagiwara Kenji. The author knows it’s four years in canon, but that’s connected to the second run, so I won’t spoil too much. orz Suzuki Zaibatsu Young Master X Bomb Disposal Squad Suzuki Chika thinks his childhood friends are acting weird. Including, but not limited to: Sneaking over the academy wall late at night, then greeting him with two suffocating bear hugs without saying a word; Throwing tantrums and rolling around on the floor to stop him from wearing black; Their long phone calls, which used to happen once every three days, becoming so intense they have to talk every single night. How should he put it? They’re way too clingy. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ It’s a sweet problem to have. The Bomb Disposal Squad’s two aces, reborn back in their academy days, got into a fight right from the start. Of course, Matsuda Jinpei was the one swinging his big fists and laying into Hagiwara Kenji, who could only take the beating. Afterward, they both thought of their childhood friend, who was like a little sun. After the two of them died, he never smiled again. Every day, he either investigated their killer, offered a reward with a huge sum of money, slept just enough, or rushed out to continue the investigation. For ten years, day after day. The two ghosts, who had died far too young, stayed by his side, watching their childhood friend remain trapped in the aftermath of two explosions, unable to move on. In the end, the killer was caught, but he himself was lost forever in the third firework. Seeing their childhood friend await reunion in death with a look of relief on his face, the two of them once again learned what it meant to have their hearts torn apart. But this time, there’s still time to put things right. Coming soon: What Do You Mean My Husband Is 22? Lazy Artist X The Great Detective’s Little Zero Tsukishima Tsukikage had just spent a passionate night with her handsome boyfriend, and when she opened her eyes the next morning, she found him staring at her in astonishment. He was a golden-haired, baby-faced man who looked exactly like the sort of scumbag who’d sleep with someone and then pretend it never happened. Tsukishima Tsukikage’s heart sank. It was over. She’d only just gotten to experience the heights of pleasure, and now she’d have to say goodbye. So much for love lasting forever. Furuya Rei was also at a loss. Could someone please tell him who the naked person in his bed was? And why was it a man? A handsome young man had suddenly appeared in his police academy dorm, claiming to be his boyfriend. Excellent student Furuya Rei was completely bewildered. Whose idea of a prank was this? His sexual orientation was perfectly normal! After taking down the Organization, Amuro Tooru couldn’t resist spending a night with his particularly alluring artist boyfriend. He’d planned to tell him the truth about his identity first thing the next morning, only to discover that he seemed to have traveled back seven years, to when he’d just started at the police academy. And his boyfriend was gone, haha O-O When he returned to the academy, Amuro Tooru found his younger self hiding his boyfriend in their dorm and taking meticulous care of him. He was stunned. Who was this homewrecking thief? The older and younger men faced Tsukishima Tsukikage’s puzzled gaze. Twenty-two-year-old Furuya Rei, who had spent days taking care of her boyfriend under the name Amuro Tooru, spoke as if it were nothing: “My name is Furuya Rei.” Tsukishima Tsukikage: !!! When her boyfriend abruptly turned to look at him, Amuro Tooru froze. He hadn’t had a chance to come clean yet. This is bad! Coming soon: The Strategist's Heart, Stolen Thief Saint Bai Ruoyu X Genius Strategist Guo Fengxiao After transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms era, Bai Ruoyu had neither literary talent nor martial skill. He’d only heard storytellers talk about the Three Kingdoms a few times in teahouses. Faced with ordinary people caught in the middle of war and disaster, he had no choice but to fall back on his old trade. And so, the great thief who robbed the rich to help the poor appeared out of nowhere, earning the name “Thief Saint” Wen Huaijin. He’d heard Yingchuan was a land of outstanding people, and that the great clans’ gold and jewels were piled up like mountains. The Thief Saint wasted no time heading there. On his first night in Yingchuan, the Thief Saint planned to make a big score at the Xun clan, one of the four great families. At the invitation of his friend Xun Yu, Guo Jia was discussing the classics and histories. Dazed from the wine in his arms, he watched as a young man in close-fitting clothes dropped from the sky. Bai Ruoyu prided himself on having the finest light-footed skills in the world. Taking a bit of ill-gotten wealth to give to the poor should have been as easy as reaching into a pocket. But he’d let his guard down and hadn’t covered his face, and now he was awkwardly staring at a pale young man with an air of elegance. Wait, weren’t you drunk? Their eyes met. Before Guo Jia could ask the handsome young man who had fallen from the sky for his name, he was knocked unconscious. Bai Ruoyu had been reborn as a person, but this was his first time failing at a job. He looked at the man sprawled unconscious across the table and couldn’t help feeling uneasy. He was the Thief Saint, not a bandit who killed without a second thought. Well, what’s done is done. At least no one would hear that the Thief Saint was ugly. But the Xun clan wasn’t even wealthy! He searched the whole room. Apart from the large furnishings, there were no gold or jewels at all, and he couldn’t carry those away. With no other choice, a thief couldn’t leave empty-handed. Bai Ruoyu took the jade pendant from the waist of the “master” of the house and left a note. Who knew that one jade pendant would cost him his whole life? “What, Ah Yu, are you trying to back out? You took the pendant yourself.” “Who carries around a jade pendant meant as a gift for their significant other?” “Besides, I left a note telling you to bring gold to ransom it!” The furious Thief Saint slapped the table, glaring at the smiling genius Guo Fengxiao, whose eyes held a veiled threat. I hate playing games with clever people the most! Because I can never win! “If you take my jade pendant, you have to become my wife.” The strategist declared the matter settled. Looking at his beloved, fuming after being outwitted, he laughed to himself. After all, the Thief Saint was so skilled that he stole my heart without me even noticing the first time we met. Theme: Even when the road ahead is long, our convictions will never fade.