My dream is to be a policeman, not the policeman in Conan. With Conan, the God of Death, there is no way I can be free, okay? I have to be bullied by two bastards, especially a certain curly-haired bastard, but why, the more I look at him, the more beautiful I think this curly-haired bastard is.
Ps: The author is a real mother, so I won't abuse you. I have a private idea. None of the five boys from the police academy are dead. After all, I don't want to make Bourbon and Sato sad. The heroine of this article is a native, and she is childhood sweethearts with Matsuda and Hagihara. The hero is Matsuda, but she has nothing to do with Sato. Sato likes Takagi.
Purpose: Try to work in this world of science