I Transmigrated into Detective Conan, but I'm Not Human

Everyone knows that the liquor distillery's top killer never goes anywhere without his gun.

The silver-haired assassin, notorious for his cold-blooded ruthlessness, shows a rare hint of tenderness only when gently wiping down and carefully maintaining his beloved gun.

Asakawa Yukino had the rotten luck to transmigrate into that very gun.

The moment she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bizarre position, pressed against the forehead of a certain blond, dark-skinned man.

It was Asakawa's first intimate contact with a man, and she immediately turned red: the barrel, that is.

To make matters worse, the man holding her kept stroking the grip and squeezing the handle, seemingly without thinking...

Asakawa Yukino: Get away from me, you pervert! Don't touch me!

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Ever since she transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan and became a gun, Asakawa Yukino has had a bizarre superpower: she can make every gun aim wide and miss, make every grenade fail to go off, and even stop bombs from exploding.

After turning back into a human, Asakawa Yukino successfully joined the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's bomb disposal squad and became a police officer who... chats with bombs.

From then on, Tokyo's safety levels soared, while the rate of police deaths plummeted.

After a massive number of duds led him to his gun spirit, the silver-haired killer finally found her.

"My dear Yukino, where do you think you're running?"

P.S.:

A rescue story where she kicks the bucket off the table.

The heroine will get killed by Gin once.

A short-to-medium-length story, just writing for fun.

Theme: Freedom