[Anime Crossover] A Secret Identity Is Only as Good as Its Quality

[The main story is complete, and the extra chapters are over too. If you don't like it, leave in time. No one's forcing you to read.]

[Same as always, I'm terrible at blurbs. This has something to do with the story, but not much. Sigh, lights a cigarette.jpg]

[Warning: This is not a power fantasy. This is not a power fantasy. This is not a power fantasy. Important things should be said three times.]

Tang Wanshan was an office worker who slogged through overtime and gave everything she had to compete at work, until she finally worked herself to death.

Then she was bound to something that called itself the Book. The Book said that if she did her job properly, it would grant her one wish.

So Tang Wanshan wiped away her sweat, rolled her eyes, and threw herself into a new job and a new career, diligently taking on secret identities and getting to work.

And so, in Tokyo, a red-haired orange liqueur joined a top killer from the Black Organization. Quiet and undemanding, with a 100% mission success rate, she was the "temporary partner" every true member trusted.

And so, in Kyoto, a white-clad young man appeared out of nowhere. Under the gaze of a monk with a topknot, he cut down three thousand curses with a single sword stroke, then indignantly demanded to know why something so ugly deserved to have the word "spirit" in its name.

And so, in Yokohama, a black-haired woman witnessed the birth of the Barrels District, the founding of the Armed Detective Agency, and the rise of the Port Mafia. By the time wrinkles appeared on the faces of her old acquaintances, everyone finally noticed that she hadn't aged a day in over a decade.

They had all been in different settings, each going about their own business, but the worlds' fusion was irreversible.

And so the red-haired orange liqueur set fire to the Organization's base, turning all her hard work to ash. She pushed away Gin and Vodka, who had once been close to her, and said, "All our sins end here."

And so the white-clad young man looked at the Six-Eyed Sage, gazing at all living beings through the eyes of the heavens: "Love is not the most twisted curse."

And so Sigma looked at the black-haired woman's face. Guided by instinct and a sense of closeness deep in his soul, he stammered out a shocking question: "M-Mother?"

The black-haired woman: Wait? Something doesn't seem right!

The red-haired orange liqueur and the white-clad young man, who had rushed over, angrily said, "That's my mother!"

Tang Wanshan, her true self who had been with the Book all along, finally caught on: No, you little bastard, you set me up!

[Reader's Guide]

1. The secret identities share only familial affection, and have no romantic feelings toward any original characters.

2. Tang Wanshan's true self only works toward her own wish.

3. Tang Wanshan has never read Bungo Stray Dogs or Jujutsu Kaisen, and only knows a little about Detective Conan. She follows her own likes and dislikes.

4. This is an unconventional secret-identity story. I mean the unconventional kind where the secret identities and the original self are mother and child.

5. Most importantly, OOC is unavoidable, and I may add personal interpretations at any time.

Theme: Keep walking your own night road without wavering