[Detective Conan] The Lone Hero

In her first life, she died without knowing why.

In her second life, she spent the whole lifetime learning what had caused her death.

But she could not stop death, whether it was her own or someone else's.

In her third life...

In her fourth life...

Bai Ranhua, who had spent three lifetimes learning just how deep the waters ran, came to her fifth life.

This time, she ventured into the abyss, proceeding cautiously with every step.

But she discovered that the dimensional wall had somehow been broken.

A pale gold glimmer, like a ray of dawn, reached into her world.

In the eyes of the Black side, she was a lunatic. A fearless lunatic who rushed to the front of everything. Even Gin would call her crazy.

In the eyes of the Red side, she was still a lunatic. Her painful experiences had completely shattered her inside. They felt guilty around her, yet not one of them reached out to save her.

So she grew wild and untamed.

She took root in the wasteland, waiting for the sunlight to fall.

When the curtain came down, both the Red and Black sides learned that she had actually been a mole.

The Black/Red side: She's a mole?!/?

As the night faded and the sun began to rise,

a small badge lay before an unmarked grave.

Officer number: 0251153

A figure gradually walked away.

It was as if that prose poem still echoed in the air.

"All right. Are you prepared to sacrifice yourself, too?"

"Yes."

"It will be a nameless sacrifice. You will perish, and no one... no one will know, and no one will honor you with a memorial."

"I don't want anyone's gratitude. I don't want anyone's pity. I don't want fame."

"Are you willing to commit a crime?"

The girl lowered her head.

"I am willing... to commit a crime, too."

From Ivan Turgenev's The Threshold

Coming Soon

Here's a preview of my next upcoming story, [Detective Conan] Did You Tear Up Your Character Card Today?

It's also known as: "As Long as I Write Character Cards Fast Enough, No One Can Tear Them All Up"

"To Avoid Getting Killed Off, I Have to Take Someone Else's Death Flag"

"Wake Up! It's Another Day of Being a Secret Identity Freak"

I'll start early if this story gets 100 to 200 favorites.

A rescue story (saving both the Black and Red sides?)

A dark-red goofball protagonist (Red plus Black equals dark red! She's wearing secret identities, after all!)

The new story has a lighter tone, so it's best enjoyed that way.

Theme: With your heart facing the sun, there is no need for sorrow. No hate, no resentment, no holding on, no longing.