Furuya Starts Over by Reloading

[Main story complete. Thirty-three free bonus chapters are being updated gradually]

#How my doomed friends, who died young, and I kept getting each other killed and saving each other#

#How I failed, reloaded countless times, and finally succeeded, only for everyone else to see me as a hot-blooded hero who cleared the game perfectly in one life#

#The King of Part-Time Jobs never gives up. Police, the Organization, detective, waiter, information broker, hacker... I can take on one more job#

#I really haven't developed a split personality from having too many undercover identities, working too hard, and reloading after death too often. Time is just messed up in this world. So what day is it today?#

#Three years undercover, then three more. If you don't wrap this operation up soon, I'll become the Organization's boss#

Reborn during his time at the police academy, Furuya reunited with his four closest friends, all of whom had died young, and gained a System that allowed him to reload.

It was a miracle from God, and a prank by the Devil.

His rebirth created a butterfly effect, yet he still couldn't escape the convergence of the world's timelines.

Furuya would save one police officer today, only for another to die on a dangerous assignment the next day.

Those idiots seemed to be forever rushing headlong into danger and death, sacrificing themselves heroically to protect the public.

Furuya didn't want to crush their convictions. He couldn't stop them from becoming police officers, and he couldn't stop them from dying.

But it was fine. What else could he do with friends this hopeless? Whenever one of them died, he'd reload and save that unlucky idiot.

He would find a way to reach the perfect Happy End where everyone lived.

But when Furuya finally succeeded, he discovered that his hopeless friends remembered every single loop.

Only then did they realize that the biggest idiot of all had always been that blond bastard who seemed capable of anything, casually joining their dangerous missions and saving them without a care.

Furuya: “...”

Furuya turned and ran.

*

A cherry blossom has five petals.

Cherry blossoms fall at about five centimeters per second.

It takes about seven seconds for a cherry blossom to reach the ground.

So how many times would Furuya have to die and reload to catch all five petals of a perfect cherry blossom?

It didn't matter how many times. He would always start over. He would never yield to fate.

Even if he had to begin from zero and get caught in a death loop again and again, he would never let them die another time.

Furuya, Amuro, Bourbon... He could play a hundred different faces for them, not just three.*

[We are both God and the Devil, for we must reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life.]*

Reader's guide:

1. Focuses on the police academy group and their friendship, with no romance. There are lots of tearjerkers, but it will definitely have a happy ending.

2. Lots of personal canon and major changes to the original.

3. *: From the original work

Check out my completed works: Ango Quits and Dazai Climbs Mount Kongtong Overnight

Coming soon: Pure Black Bourbon

*Important: This is a Dark!Toru setting.

“My lover is this Organization.”

“Undercover agents, get out of my Organization.”

He's one of the Organization's two hardest workers, alongside Gin.

The distillery's favorite employee, according to the Organization's boss.

He grew up in the Organization with the Miyano sisters, went undercover at the police academy, and was later sent by the Public Security Bureau to infiltrate the Organization. A spy among spies, the King of Part-Time Jobs, working several jobs at once.

Now this is a huge victory for the Black Organization.

Yep, Bourbon with an exceptionally high degree of purity.

Confirmed: this is Gin's sweetest dream.

Gin: “Intelligence.”

Bourbon: “This one, this one, this one, this one, this one are all undercover agents, and there's one more traitor.”

Gin: “...”

Theme: They deserve lives filled with happiness and joy.