I Was Forced Into the Main Plot

Matsuba Masumi is currently an assistant inspector in the Third Investigative Unit of the First Criminal Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department.

She's doing everything she can to escape the plot.

But before long, she realizes she's been plagued by one misfortune after another.

Even a strange fortune-teller she runs into in Chinatown chases after her, saying, "Your forehead is dark. You're in mortal danger."

A mysterious forum suddenly appears on her phone, and its users bluntly label her a marginal character with a death flag.

Let it all go to hell! She chooses to lie flat.

She looks at the detective in front of her, who's pretending to be younger to wheedle information out of someone, then thinks of the Mori Detective Agency near her home. She lowers her head and takes another bite of the delicious sandwich in her hand.

Being alive is still great. I want to join the main plot.

CP: Matsuda

[Please note]

# In this story, Matsuda is still alive.

# The cases are made up and don't make sense.

# OOC. It's my fault, so if you don't like it, don't read.

The heroine is the most beautiful, no arguments.

[This is essentially a romance, and there will be some clashes with the Black Organization, but they won't get much focus.]

Comments on this story are now closed. See the author's note at the end of Chapter 1 for details.

(I'm full of regret now. I want to reopen the comments too, QAQ. This is so painful, ahhhhh!)

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① "After Losing My Memory, I Keep Switching Sides Between the Red and Black Factions"

Police academy student Kyono Kazusuke is about to graduate and has outstanding grades.

One day, he wakes up at a crime scene covered in blood and is accused of murder.

Kyono Kazusuke, age 22, is sent to Azkaban in the face of such an ironclad accusation.

Ah, no. He curls his lip, stands up, straightens his clothes, and calmly defends himself by identifying the real culprit.

After the whole farce is over, Kyono Kazusuke runs a hand through his messy hair and stares into deep silence at the mere 200 yen in his pocket.

What kind of joke is this? Wasn't he skipping class and sleeping in his dorm?

He picks up his phone and calls his friends. He tries five of them in a row, but not one answers.

-

Kyono Kazusuke, age 29, is currently suffering from amnesia.

Seven years have passed, and everything is different.

His once inseparable blond friend has become a stranger.

A silver-haired man said to be his boss is acting ambiguously toward him.

A brown-haired man who always keeps his eyes narrowed drops by late at night from time to time.

Kyono Kazusuke pretends to be the mature version of himself from seven years in the future, living in constant fear that someone will see through him.

What exactly happened during those seven years?

Hurry up and give me my memories back, damn it!!!

1. The protagonist is a great actor with outstanding deductive skills. At first, nobody will realize he's lost his memory.

2. The protagonist is in the same year as the police academy group. The whole group survives!

3. Undercover in the Black Organization.

4. CP undecided. Everyone has a one-sided crush on the protagonist. Pure, brainless wish fulfillment.

5. OOC. The timeline will also be adjusted to suit the plot. Don't overthink it!

② "The Case-Closed Affection Strategy"

My name is Fujiwara Yuyu. I'm 22 years old, broke, and still unemployed after graduating from college during an economic crisis.

I look for part-time jobs in the most ordinary way, get fired in the most ordinary way, then look for another part-time job in the most ordinary way...

Maybe I was born poor. I laugh up at the sky, tears pouring down my face.

Until one day. That's right, I became a magical girl (not really).

A [Heart-Pounding Mind Reading] System suddenly appeared and told me that if I worked hard to level up, I could hear everyone's thoughts and reach the peak of life. I didn't believe it at all. Since when did leveling up mean raising people's affection for you? This isn't a dating game.

Thinking it was all a dream, I went outside the next day. A gray number, [42], appeared above my neighbor's head, while passersby on the street all had different numbers above theirs, ranging from 0 to 20.

I thought I hadn't woken up properly, until I pinched my arm so hard it swelled up.

System: Affection points can be exchanged for money, dear~

I shamefully felt tempted.

The System then told me the exchange rate varied by color: cyan, blue, red, and purple. One point of purple affection was worth 10,000 yen.

That was more than two days' wages for me. I shamefully felt tempted again.

I wasn't interested in mind reading, but who could say no to money? I certainly couldn't.

But a month after signing a contract with the System, I realized I'd been scammed.

Everywhere I looked, people had green affection scores above their heads. The money I earned from the System wasn't even enough to cover a day's meals. Sure enough, this world was full of unscrupulous merchants.

After getting fired once again, I decided to try my luck in the big city of Tokyo.

I discovered that I'd opened the door to a whole new world!

A short guy with glasses, an ugly-bearded famous detective, a cute high school beauty, a cafe waiter...

Even some random brown-haired passerby had a purple score that made me green with envy.

Blond hair, silver hair, the tiny town of Beika. Maybe this is where I can make my dream of getting rich come true!

[Important]

OOC! Lots of one-sided crushes.

The heroine isn't stupid, but she doesn't know the plot.

Theme: You can't see a rainbow without going through a storm.