[Detective Conan] The Police Academy Crew Are Still Rushing Around to Save Me Today

I've abandoned this fic. Maybe one day I'll get fired up and come back to it. Updates whenever the mood strikes. * Mitsukasa Yu is an utterly ordinary (?), perpetually deadline-dodging student at Tokyo University. At first, he thought it was just bad luck, until one day, the "Save the Unluckiest You in the World" System appeared, and they struck a deal. The System brought him to a forum that had a detective mystery manga on it. After reading it, Mitsukasa Yu suddenly understood. Mitsukasa Yu: The character on the page is me! Mitsukasa Yu: Hey, Sis System, what should I do? System: Nothing. Just hang around people who are meant to die. Let your bad luck rub off on you, so they have to save you and the original plot changes. Mitsukasa Yu: ...? Why don't I save them? System: You save them? With your physique? As if! Mitsukasa Yu: ??? No personal attacks!! [angry cat.jpg] //// The police academy students have reached graduation season. The graduation photo shows seven young men beaming brightly. The photo is a little old, but the person looking at it wears a tender smile. Mitsukasa Yu: Yay, two of them are me! I win! [smug cat.jpg] System: Don't go looking for self-esteem in such a weird place, hey! · Yes, that's right, there are seven of them. To escape the police academy group's relentless attention, Mitsukasa's catlike self is a little shit who made another secret identity and pretended to have friends so they'd leave him alone. (Though in the end, both secret identities joined the gorilla squad (?)) He didn't get away, did he, Mitsukasa? (fond.jpg) (demonic whisper.jpg) //// Among Rei Furuya's classmates was someone who, like him, was a blond, mixed-race student. He wasn't cruel, nor did he say much, and he was extremely intelligent, but he was unbelievably unlucky. Every time they rescued him, he was a complete mess, acting spoiled in Hiro's arms like a cat. His emerald-green eyes were bright and dazzling, and he was so radiant that no one could bring themselves to hit him, his sunny brightness seeming to burn away the gloom. But one day, while carrying out an undercover mission alone, Rei saw the Organization's inscrutable Golden Malt carrying his classmate's luggage for him. Rei Furuya (Toru Amuro): ?! Not long afterward, someone knocked on the door of the room he shared with Golden Malt. Mitsukasa Yu walked in and embraced Golden Malt. Rei Furuya: Who am I? Where am I? What are they doing? [cat ascending through the universe.jpg] //// Warnings: * I'm trying to write a bond that goes beyond family ties and romance. This story leans toward everyday life, with lots of cozy, ordinary moments. It's all to soothe my heart after all the angst I've suffered. * For the sake of the protagonist's well-being, and because the protagonist deliberately guides him into solving cases together, Hiro doesn't go undercover. (A little thing for fans of the Akari Twins.) PS: Yu won't become a police officer. He'll appear more as an assistant. He's a detective! * The seven police academy students, and two secret identities: one is with Hiro, the other is with the bomb disposal unit. (Yes, it's to save the bomb disposal unit.) * There's a black-side identity managed by the System, and it will most likely die. That depends on how the plot goes. * About management: Sometimes Yu has to use his black-side identity to do things, and he has to log in himself to make use of his bad luck. * The forum has some thirsty posts, but the main story has no CP. Maybe I'll publish a separate bonus chapter with a CP what-if. * OOC is unavoidable. These are the Detective Conan characters as I understand them. You can't please everyone, so please go easy on me. (Humbly.) **One more thing: Matsuda isn't tsundere. If you like seeing him act tsundere, run! In my personal interpretation, Matsuda is a pure instinct-driven beast. He's just a low-EQ, straightforward guy who can't talk properly. (You know the type.) * The author's lack of intelligence doesn't mean the protagonist shares it. Please don't mind some original cases. Any professional information comes from online searches. If something is wrong, please correct me promptly. (It's embarrassing to leave mistakes up forever.) ***IMPORTANT: Updates are whenever I can manage. I'm busy with school in real life, but I'll update when I have time. The cover is handwritten and made by me. (The sound of poverty.) Solemn declaration: This is all to avoid getting stabbed in the heart! Even if there is angst, it absolutely won't last more than two chapters!! This story is the product of all the healing fics that made me suffer. It is also known as "The Cutting Board's Rebellion," "Don't Cutting Boards Have Personal Rights?" "If You're a Cutting Board, You Need a Sweet Romance!!!" "Other People Are the Sixth Member of the Police Academy Class, I'm the Sixth and Seventh," "How an Unlucky Guy Can Put His Special Talent to Use," "Today I'm Going to Make Friends," and "The System's Everyday Life Raising a Kid." Theme: Maybe one person's bad luck can also be a kind of good luck? (Laughs)