(Detective Conan) Four Identities

One dark-skinned guy works four jobs: Japanese Public Security officer, Organization member, restaurant server, and detective.

One guy, forced to be face-blind, has four identities: big shot, big shot, big shot, big shot.

The big shot's daily life:

Oh, that girl is crushing on me again.

A bunch of delusional weirdos keep trying to destroy the world.

It's so cold and I'm so lazy. I suddenly feel like destroying the world.

Wait, why is that dark-skinned guy always hovering right under my nose? Do I not have enough people working for me?

Tooru's daily life:

Taking care of Organization missions.

Handling Public Security Bureau paperwork every day.

Showing up at the cafe for his shift on time.

Dealing with his sister-in-law's many ways of making trouble and picking fights.

Trying hard to remember his wife's face, and making sure she doesn't get so upset that she runs off to the equator.

In short: every time his wife changes identities, his worldview gets turned upside down.

The terrible author has finally decided to pick on poor Tooru. This is actually a story about how no matter how many jobs you switch to, you always discover that your boss is still your boss.

With all those incredible friends and family members around him, Tooru really has it rough.

And that "Sariel" story can stay on hold for now. I lost my saved drafts, and don't feel like rewriting them yet [crossed out].

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