After Maxing Out Affection, I Became the Dark Moonlight

*No secret identity + double undercover agents + identities within identities

*A sweet story about getting close, at least until the ending

The author is a relentless reviser.

Current progress: All 6 targets won over, all 6 reversals complete. Safe to binge! (Seal clapping)

Kageyama Ayumu got a cuddling System. To start his life over, he had to max out the favorability of characters from Detective Conan.

Then, just as he’d worked himself to the bone until the hours before dawn

System: [You need to make them switch sides in their hearts once~]

Kageyama Ayumu looked at the six plot characters on the list, all from different factions and with their favorability maxed out, and nearly dropped dead on the spot.

[I Would Be Your Hound]

Gin’s “hound,” raised by the Top Killer after being taken in as a child, had lost his memory when the undercover police officer returned.

Gin scoffed. He was perfectly calm. Really.

The silver-haired man forced the young officer to look up at him, his voice thick with barely contained, terrifying fury:

“You only forgot those two years… Did you think forgetting those two years would let you walk away?”

[Captive Daylight]

Scotch was assigned an undercover agent who’d infiltrated the organization. The guy had a backbone.

Scotch was responsible for keeping him under surveillance, and ideally turning him around.

So what happened? All he could do was watch coldly as his friend convulsed at his feet, then, as if embracing death, snatch up a syringe and plunge it into his artery.

That guilt grew into a tangled remorse, lingering until the cold muzzle of a gun was pointed at him.

[The One Who Betrayed the Past]

All the warmth of the past was shattered by a merciless gunshot.

From then on, that person became the face that jolted Bourbon awake from midnight dreams, a figure he hated with every fiber of his being.

But beneath that hatred, which burned like a fire every night, lay an ache he couldn’t explain. It remained until he heard the news of that person’s death.

Cause of death: undercover police officer.

[Hatred Born of Love]

The affection that had quietly taken root turned to humiliation when he discovered Bai Chenin’s identity.

During his failed escape attempt, he was caught by Bai Chenin.

And when he finally escaped from a confinement that hardly felt like confinement, he happened to witness a grand finale with his own eyes.

They thought they’d suffered the most devastating deception of their lives. The young man who had once risked his life again and again to save them turned out to be a traitor who had plotted every move, even willing to drag himself into the plan.

All their feelings, whether warm, bittersweet, or never spoken aloud, turned into a deep loathing born of betrayal.

Then, at a certain moment, the truth abruptly surfaced, simple and impossible to believe.

Everyone wondered what that young man had been carrying all by himself.

But there was no one left who could answer.

A rescue story for the Police Academy group, with everyone having unrequited feelings (romantic and platonic mixed together). No pairing in the main story, but there is one in the extra chapters.

Codename: Chenin Blanc

* A story where the protagonist’s faction is reversed in the target’s heart, then reversed back again.

* That said, this is a heartwarming story about getting close. Really. (Sincere.)

* The fake deaths in the blurb are all for show. Happy ending. There’s a reason! Nobody is a victim!

* The protagonist isn’t in it for laughs and won’t hurt anyone, but staying alive matters more.

* Gin’s characterization is similar to Vermouth’s.

* Early on, he works on Gin; midway through, the Police Academy group; later, Akai, before things get melodramatic.

* Primarily Detective Conan, with characters from other series making brief cameos. No supernatural elements in the story.

* Original cases. My writing skills are limited, so feel free to discuss any logic holes.

* No writing advice, please. The full outline is ready.

Preorder for a fanfic: "[Warhammer] Lost in the Yellow Tower Dream"

Not very Warhammer-y. Beginner-friendly, no prior reading needed. You can read it as a transmigrate-into-a-book space adventure.

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**The Emperor of Mankind kept insisting people tell him whether he looked like a god, earning him the nickname “Yellow Rat.”

**To save humanity, the superhuman Yellow Rat personally created twenty Primarch children, so Warhammer is also known as The Yellow Tower Dream. (I made that up.)

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He transmigrates as an insignificant foot soldier. His only golden finger is a panel that lets him freely reassign his stats.

What do you mean my genetic father is going to join the Chaos God Slaanesh?!

Run away!

In the giant cesspit that is the Warhammer universe, Camus switches sides left and right to stay alive, eventually landing right in front of the Emperor.

Emperor: You (my child’s child) are my child too.

Camus: But I know all too well that when you no longer have to play god, the first person you’ll want to deal with is me.

Emperor: I’m not a god!

He was only trying to stay alive, rolling and scrambling as the plot chased him. But as he grew stronger, he realized…

Wait, having a Primarch’s body doesn’t mean I’m your dad!!

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No pairing, because the protagonist is related by blood to most of the major supporting characters… (wipes sweat)

Theme: Work hard and live well