A Guide to Saving Yourself in the Detective Conan World

How do you protect yourself after transmigrating into a world where a case pops up as often as three meals a day?

Thanks for asking. What could be more suitable than becoming a detective?

What if this world makes no sense at all?

Bai Yuu, eldest son of the Hakuba family, says: Then I'll just have to make even less sense than this world does.

[Key that holds the power of truth, reveal your true power before me. Your master, who made a pact with you, commands you: Release the seal!]

Scene one:

Little Edogawa, holding a bow tie voice changer, and the eldest son of the Hakuba family, holding a magic staff, stare at each other.

Bai Yuu, unfazed: I'm cosplaying. Where's Conan?

Edogawa, forcing a smile: ...Haha, me too.

Scene two:

Detective Hakuba, looking a little apologetic: I haven't played tennis in a long time.

Mr. Amuro, friendly and amiable: That's all right. I'm not a professional player either.

A tennis ball wrapped in wind, sparks, and lightning whizzes past the ear of a certain athletic waiter and smashes a dent into the wire fence behind him.

Scene three:

Bai Yuu faces Bourbon, who is dressed as a waiter. Behind Bourbon are the smoking wreckage of a train car, and, high in the distant sky, the white tip of a hang glider.

The male lead is entirely on the red side, with no black-side secret identity.

Pairing: Rei

Theme: When poor, keep yourself virtuous; when prosperous, help the whole world