[Crossover] The Wandering Poet and the Suicide Expert

After dropping out of school, I wandered from place to place, traveling south from the north until I reached Yokohama, Japan. With my guitar on my back, I sang on the street: songs about my travels, the things I'd seen, and the people I'd met. No matter how many fascinating people I encountered or interesting places I visited, a wound that would not heal still lingered in my heart.

My poor, foolish, adorable little sister, murdered in her youth after she got caught in an inevitable gang shootout. The distance was too great, and a stray bullet hit her main artery, so I didn't even get to see her one last time. So I made up my mind: before I die, I will find the real culprit who killed her. That's the real reason I wander from place to place.

*First/third person* "Pairing undecided, pick whoever you like" "This girl probably has the best moral compass of any character I've written, hahaha"