A Delivery Career That Started with One Person and One Motorcycle

Coming soon: The Detective Conan End-of-Life Hotline Operator and After Being Courted, I Became the World's Master. Please add them to your favorites!

Blurb:

With a motorcycle from the start, Xia Qianqian begins her entrepreneurial journey in this unfamiliar city.

People need food to live, and this girl from China is determined to make sure everyone can get a hot meal on time.

As a professional delivery girl, Xia Qianqian has all the knowledge and skills she needs. She runs her business with the principle of serving the people, meeting all kinds of customer needs.

Whether it's an airship or a battlefield base, she'll deliver on time.

Helping others is a tradition.

Follow the rules of the road.

Work hard, and even food delivery can lead to the pinnacle of life.

And so...

In a Port Mafia dungeon

Qianqian: "Hello, your udon noodles."

Some bandaged weirdo: "Thanks, but could you put my hands down first?"

At the Namimori base

Qianqian: "Hello, your hamburger steak."

Some Sky: "H-How did you get in here?"

At the top of the Oshi Tower

Qianqian: "Hello, I've brought you authentic Chinese cuisine."

Some Golden King: "Another one from Weisman's, huh..."

In the distillery's conference room

Qianqian: "Hello, who ordered the pork cutlet rice?"

A silver-haired man slowly pulled out a gun.

Xia Qianqian: I have a dream. I hope every person in all of Japan will have a food delivery app called "Qianqian Express" on their phone.

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Want to deliver food in peace? Not a chance :)

A delivery worker who doesn't want to become a boss isn't a good [redacted].

[Reader's Guide]

1. The main story is told in first person.

2. The pairing is 270.

But he appears quite late (because he's busy faking his death?).

The romance is not a major focus.

*Coming soon: The Detective Conan End-of-Life Hotline Operator. Pairing with Matsuda, one-on-one romance.

[I really regret it...]

[If only I hadn't said that just now...]

At two in the morning, Matsukawa Ikuya received a call from the dead. The voice he heard was the caller's, in their final moments.

After awakening this supernatural ability, Matsukawa Ikuya was bound to a System called "Hold the World in Your Hand, and It's Yours."

He had to follow the information in the calls from the dead, search for clues, and piece together what had really happened.

At the same time, he would enter the selected event instances and provide a "death-flag prevention service," steering the world toward a brighter future.

If he failed, he risked a reset.

Ordinary art student Matsukawa Ikuya:

"It's a fun way to pass the time. I might as well give it a try."

And so...

In his first week bound to the System, he became an officially recognized good Samaritan of the Metropolitan Police Department, always arriving at crime scenes before the police;

The second time he received a special call, he became a famous information broker in Japan's underworld, locked in a love-hate relationship with a certain blond man with dark skin, and battled him for three hundred rounds;

Three minutes after a certain top killer threatened him into joining the organization, he transformed into the young master whose future boss had pulled strings to get him into the organization for a taste of life there.

Ding, internship card~;

In the fourth month of repeatedly hopping in and out of instances, on a dark and windy night, he brazenly walked into the bedroom of his black-haired, curly-haired neighbor right in front of the neighbor's dad, then climbed into the man's bed...

Matsukawa Ikuya's antics alarmed Saeki A, his butler in Italy, who was diligently managing the family fortune.

Saeki A (teary-eyed): Young master! Have you finally decided to come back and inherit the family business?!

Matsukawa Ikuya (coldly): Stop bothering an ordinary art student.

He looked back and saw his curly-haired neighbor staring at a white Mazda RX-7 outside, clutching a set of dismantling tools and practically itching to get to work.

Matsukawa Ikuya: ...Maybe inheriting the family business isn't such a bad idea?

Coming soon: Opening a Food Street Across from a Prison

I opened a small restaurant with two specialties:

First, my cooking is incredibly delicious.

Second, there's a "prison" right across the street from my restaurant.

As a result, some unusual customers keep showing up at my place.

Customer One, the bandaged black sludge, ordered curry rice with a fried shovel;

Customer Two, the blond man with dark skin, ordered a sniper-rifle sandwich;

Customer Three, the bespectacled curly-haired man, ordered a cream bomb;

Customer Four, "Waku Waku," ordered Bondman-branded crushed peanuts;

They all have one thing in common: after having their last meal at my restaurant, they're planning to break into the prison across the street to rescue their best friend, childhood sweetheart, old dad, boyfriend...

I'm sincerely grateful for the business the "prison" across the street brings me. Listen, thank you. Thanks to you, my business is booming, and you're helping me make my dream of opening a whole food street come true.

Then, after thanking them, I immediately turn around, rush into the kitchen, and shout to the employees working for me:

"Quick! Your best friend, childhood sweetheart, sweet daughter, or girlfriend is coming to break you out! Take your places, then get back to work!"

Oh, I forgot to mention: I own the "prison" across the street, too.

Employee interviews:

A certain blond spy A (rubbing his chin): "The boss? Overall, I'd say she's pretty capable."

A certain cat-eyed young man B (worried): "It's just that she gets a little mixed up sometimes, like putting black bread and baguettes in the weapons storehouse..."

A certain red-haired writer C (nodding in agreement): "She sometimes grabs the wrong knife, using the one for chopping people to cut vegetables. We have to remind her constantly. It'd be bad if that affected food hygiene."

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*Ongoing series next door: Did the Detective Conan Player Get Banned Today? and How to Modernize Cultivation

*Completed series next door: Sorry, I'm a Gin Undercover Agent Too

Theme: Hard work brings prosperity.