Cosplaying as a Literary Master, but Ending Up on the Wrong Set

So, while I was cosplaying pure-black Oda Sakunosuke, I transmigrated to the Detective Conan world with my friends. But unlike my all-powerful friends, I can't do anything. While they were causing trouble everywhere, from Public Security to the Organization to the FBI, I picked up my pen and decided to keep writing novels. I never expected to run into so many murder cases while writing. After being mistaken for a suspect yet again because I can't express myself well, I smoothly pull out my phone: [Dazai, help me!] My friend Dazai, who's thriving in the Organization: [Wait for me, I'm on my way!] Me: [No, don't bother. Conan already helped solve it...] But my friend Dazai has already arrived. - ...In Conan's eyes, right after solving the case, I must be the unluckiest person ever. Because after getting tangled up with a black-clay Organization member, I was also surrounded by Public Security and the FBI. Watching Conan pester me every day about what I'm writing, how could I bring myself to tell him? I'm writing about a high school girl and a chuunibyo boy's passionate, earth-shattering, epoch-making romance. Waaaaahhhhhhh *The main story is told in third person. *Oda Sakunosuke is a one-man killer organization, lol. *A gloomy novelist and his friends, lol. Theme: Keep a cheerful mood