I Became a God in the Detective World Through My Secret Identities

My new story, [Vampire on the Run in Yokohama], is now live! Check my author page to find it~ (￣▽￣~) Blurb: OP: Help! What do I do when I open my eyes and see a Gin!? #1: A tall building, a window, a cardboard box. Run! #2: Good person, may you have a peaceful next life! Lighting a candle.jpg #3: Carry them away. There's no hope. Farewell, OP! #4: Grab his hair! Pull hard! If you can make him go bald before he beats you to death, it won't be a total loss! #5: OP, take my advice and die quickly. You'll suffer less. Hands clasped.jpg The night before, Sakai Arakawa had stayed up all night grinding a game. After hours of grinding for gacha pulls, he'd finally collected a complete set of illustrations of the little stray dogs, and fell asleep completely satisfied. The next morning, he opened his eyes to find that his soft bed had become a hard operating table. He turned his head, and a spacious room now had a wall of black. He looked up: black coat, top hat, long silver hair. It's you, the hard-working wage slave of the booze factory, Gin! That workaholic from the booze factory who's either on a mission or on his way to one! Pupils shaking.jpg As an anime fanatic, faced with his imposing idol, Sakai Arakawa wanted to leap three feet into the air and ask Gin for an autograph. (Though Sakai Arakawa suspected Gin would rather give him a bullet.) But as a severe introvert, all Sakai Arakawa could do was open his mouth with a tremble. Not a sound came out. Sakai Arakawa heard Gin give a cold snort. "You useless little thing. You're mine now." Sakai Arakawa decided this wasn't good. Sakai Arakawa decided it had to be a dream. So Sakai Arakawa promptly passed out. Think this is an inspirational story about struggling toward the light in the darkness, wavering between morality, the law, and one's own life, feeling guilty and condemning oneself, then striving to break through the darkness and race toward a red future? No. Mom Scotland Whisky has something to say. "You've already had too much coffee today. You can't have any more," Scotland Whisky said sternly, arms crossed and brows furrowed, to the lump on the sofa. "Keep this up and I'll have to put you through forced caffeine withdrawal." Sakai Arakawa looked up at serious Mom Scotland, pursed his lips, and blinked. The pale red at the narrow corners of his eyes deepened, like rich red peach blossoms falling onto a blanket of pristine snow. Pouting pitifully.jpg Stare Mom Scotland turned away, ears red. "F-fine, just one last can." No. Mom Bourbon Whisky has something to say. Looking at the clothes strewn all over the floor and the blanket that was impossible to tell apart from either end, Bourbon rubbed his temples and took a deep breath. "At the very least, you should keep your room tidy. Even elementary school kids learn how to fold a blanket in home economics, don't they?" He turned and saw Sakai Arakawa leaning pitifully against the wall, his right arm propped on a crutch. His bitten lower lip had gone pale, leaving only a faint red mark. Bourbon sighed. "Never mind. I'll do it." No. Mom Rye Whisky has something to say. Rye leaned against the windowsill, watching Sakai Arakawa deftly light a cigarette. His slender fingers raised it to his lips, and through the bitter white smoke, his beautiful face was blurred from view. Rye's green eyes were unreadable. He walked over, took out a cigarette, and leaned toward Sakai Arakawa, lighting his own from the one already burning at Sakai Arakawa's lips. Then he straightened up and ruffled Sakai Arakawa's fluffy hair with his large hand. "Cut back on the smoking." The bandage-wearing guy, Yokohama's songstress, the green-eyed black-haired kitty, the Kikufuku kitty... They all have something to say! Think this is a story about raising a kid? No. The kid has already secretly become a god when the guardians aren't looking!!! After dying suddenly, Sakai Arakawa received a Literary Master Secret Identity Gacha System that had fallen from the sky. In a world of science, he played literary master secret identities with the core essence of famous writers, earning survival points through his secret identities' compatibility and the completion of missions. He began as a test subject for the Black Organization, slowly became its venomous fang, and finally turned around and bit into the sinister organization that had been entrenched for more than half a century, freeing himself from its control. Sakai Arakawa, who had been grinding away at games, discovered that the first mission on his task list was blocked, yet its completion progress kept slowly increasing. When it finally reached 100%, he stared at the enormous words [Become a God] on the task list. A world-famous painting: Arakawa is shocked.jpg (I only wanted to stay alive, not evolve, okay?) After all the missions were complete, Sakai Arakawa discovered that the worlds had fused! All the secret identities he'd worn were alive! And they remembered everything he'd done while wearing them, down to the last detail! (A massive social death.) The newly born god Sakai Arakawa decided this wasn't good and ran for it. But why are you all chasing after me one by one?! Someone save me, I'm freaking out! [Before reading: The canon pairing of Akai x Akemi is broken up. Heavy OOC warning, the timeline is all over the place, and there are lots of original settings.] [An unconventional secret identity story.] [The protagonist suffers badly at first, so please read with care. If you feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself to continue. Drop out in time for your own peace of mind. You don't need to tell me if you abandon the story. Thank you all for your understanding and support.] [I'm certain this is a work of my dark past! Ah, just give it a casual read for fun (covers face).] #How I Worked Hard to Survive and Accidentally Ground My Way into Becoming a Newborn God# #Love Triangles, Love Triangles, My Favorite Love Triangles# #Kick the Bucket, Kick the Bucket# #All Five Members of the Police Academy Crew Survive# #Turn the Knife into Sweetness# #The Strongest Somehow Became a Fox with Side-Swept Bangs# The protagonist is a crazy, over-the-top drama queen, a chaotic fun-seeker at first, and leans toward the good side later on. The protagonist is beautiful, strong, and tragic all at once. Character inspirations include Dazai, Gojo-sensei, Kimihiro Watanuki, and others. The protagonist has one-sided crushes coming at him from every direction. Proceed with caution if that's a trigger for you. So much indulgent fluff!!! Theme: You forge your own path