Some tailors, don't use such garbage novels as your base fabric!!!
You're transmigrator No. 250, carrying out your mission in the Detective Conan K174 world with flying colors.
You have a System that's well versed in all the usual Detective Conan fanfic tropes.
It always wants you to torment yourself, torment your heart, and torment the original characters,
to trample Conan underfoot and tear Akai apart,
to steal the spotlight and complete missions,
to fake your death and save people, moving them to tears,
and while you're at it, make it an all-male-cast romance with the Police Academy group.
You: Heh. What is wrong with you?
Have you ever wondered why this world has lost 249 transmigrators before you? All you can think about is chasing popularity.
So...
You stare blankly at the head of the blond waiter, which looks like it's from a horror movie set.
Did all 249 predecessors get eaten by ghosts?!
Local Detective Conan character: Damn, ever since I started hearing strange outsiders and Systems talking, and seeing their manga forums and the like, my whole life has changed.
After looping 249 times, I've seen every kind of weirdo. There are only two or three normal people. If I managed to take out the previous troublemakers, I can definitely take out this last one too!
Content warning: This is my first time writing. If I overdo it, the characters might go out of character and the story might turn into a Mary Sue fic.
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It seems quite interesting.
The complaints from fans of the original novel on the forum are so relatable, it feels like I'm talking about myself.
This person must be Amuro!
Ah, the story I've been waiting for is finally published!
This person must be Amuro!
Catching bugs is like fleecing someone!