I'm Chishiwa Mari, 21 years old, ranked fourth in my graduating class. I work for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Bureau. I'm a poker-faced, awkward, taciturn wage slave of a cop who helps old ladies cross the road and retrieves balloons for elementary school kids every day. I'm a law-abiding, upright good person. (Absolutely.)
One day, my direct superior called me in and told me to infiltrate a multinational company dealing in seafood as an ordinary citizen. Apparently, the company was an enterprise owned by an Italian mafia. I was supposed to get close to the mafia's inner circle and obtain evidence of their crimes.
I wasn't sure this would actually be useful, but I'm a conscientious, dutiful police officer, so I went.
Through legitimate channels, I got in touch with several managers at the Japanese branch of the seafood company. They were all young, and every one of them was gorgeous. They even looked more intimidating than I did. The only odd things were their brightly colored hair and their punk hairstyles, tattoos, and accessories.
Was that the latest fashion trend in the modern mafia? If I didn't keep up, would they think I lacked commitment? Oh, right. They didn't know I knew they were mafia.
When I officially reported for duty at Vongola, I dyed the thing on my head pink.
After more than three years undercover at Vongola.
Me: "...Wait a second. My materialist worldview is taking a hit. Does your mafia have to save the world, too?"
Three years, then another three years. If they don't let me go back soon, I'm going to become one of the mafia's key players!
When Chishiwa Mari's identity as a police officer was exposed, everyone at Vongola seemed to find it more or less expected.
So the most important question was:
Gokudera Hayato: "Who the hell sent this person here to infiltrate us? And who hired her?"
Oh, that was me. Never mind, then.
Mari, a Vongola mole, and Rei Furuya, a mole in the Black Organization, lock eyes during an arms deal.
Mari and Rei: "Didn't you die in the line of duty?"
* A plot bunny that came to me out of nowhere. The female lead is a real police officer and was a fellow trainee of Toru and the others. The main story is Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, and everyone is around the same age.
* A first-person story where I let my imagination run wild. I just want to write about a female lead who thinks she's a good citizen, but does good deeds and bad deeds with the same straight face. She's an A in both strength and speed, capable in both literature and martial arts, but has a very unusual thought process.
* [Important] The female lead is poker-faced and sharp-tongued with everyone, and attacks indiscriminately. She's blunt with everyone, very strong, and on a par with the Guardians. The story will not include content warnings. If you can't stand this personality, feel free to leave. I won't explain the female lead's personality, habits, or some of her thoughts. See my profile for the rest. Anyone who insults women will get torn apart by me. Lots of original plot, with a small amount of Detective Conan and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! manga content. This is not a fix-it story.
* Vongola in this world is closer to the role of the "Guardians" mentioned by the First Generation. They're mafia, but generally belong to the gray side. Overall, the story is lighthearted and funny.
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Theme: Sorry, I'm not a cop.
800 Was so frightened that he took half a step back. Hahahaha. He was originally facial paralyzed.
I also lit a mist fire, and my expressionless face made it even scarier.
I burst out laughing... Just because you didn't vomit on the spot, Xiaoqian, I applaud you. Three men in one drama, right? What's wrong with you, Matsuda? In the last chapter, didn't you just say that you don't know someone and let him be beaten casually? You also want to be beaten casually by Xiaoqian, right... A group of m, it's really scary, Xiaoqian, run quickly (high building, window, white paper. Jpg)
The Bluetooth speaker really makes me laugh out loud every time I look at it, it exists like a speaker ()
The frightened Zhenri didn't expect that his colleagues would be so polite and cooperate with a big show. He just wanted to be told to stop fighting, stop fighting, and go to the dance studio to fight again.
80: Just, it's quite sudden and exciting. But for the sake of the new friends I have just made, I still can't eat them. Let me, a sunny and cheerful boy, protect my friends in a shallow way (the light of justice lights up behind my back).
Everyone's acting skills are so good, hahahahaha, I'm going to die laughing, hahahahaha, so Ah Wu really believed in this performance, didn't you see it? Hahahahahaha
Hahahaha, does the police academy have acting classes? Why are there so many scenes in each scene?
Yamamoto, if you can't beat me, if you don't want to beat me, you can ask Skylark to come over and get off the stage as soon as possible. I heard from the sisters that the water is so deep that you can't control it (shakes his head (sighs))
When I lit the fire, a picture emerged in my mind for a moment, Truth: Yamamoto, lend me a hand. Then I thought that I should borrow this fire from the Prison Temple, after all, 800 does not smoke.
Yamamoto is too 6
After reading a lot of articles, he can always pretend to be stupid when he should be serious and be serious when he should. He is flexible and flexible and can perfectly grasp the character of the protagonist. He can advance, attack, retreat or defend. And he will never let go of his designated prey. This terrible man is indeed a natural-born killer as Li Baoen admitted.
Whether the twisted melon is sweet or not, you will know after you break it off. JPG
As expected of you, the 800 who is good at digging holes, and as expected of you, the truth bribed by sushi, thumbs up
Stop it and don't fight anymore. You can't kill anyone like this.
800 Was so frightened that he took half a step back. Hahahaha. He was originally facial paralyzed. I also lit a mist fire, and my expressionless face made it even scarier.
I burst out laughing... Just because you didn't vomit on the spot, Xiaoqian, I applaud you. Three men in one drama, right? What's wrong with you, Matsuda? In the last chapter, didn't you just say that you don't know someone and let him be beaten casually? You also want to be beaten casually by Xiaoqian, right... A group of m, it's really scary, Xiaoqian, run quickly (high building, window, white paper. Jpg)
The Bluetooth speaker really makes me laugh out loud every time I look at it, it exists like a speaker () The frightened Zhenri didn't expect that his colleagues would be so polite and cooperate with a big show. He just wanted to be told to stop fighting, stop fighting, and go to the dance studio to fight again. 80: Just, it's quite sudden and exciting. But for the sake of the new friends I have just made, I still can't eat them. Let me, a sunny and cheerful boy, protect my friends in a shallow way (the light of justice lights up behind my back).
Everyone's acting skills are so good, hahahahaha, I'm going to die laughing, hahahahaha, so Ah Wu really believed in this performance, didn't you see it? Hahahahahaha
Hahahaha, does the police academy have acting classes? Why are there so many scenes in each scene?
Yamamoto, if you can't beat me, if you don't want to beat me, you can ask Skylark to come over and get off the stage as soon as possible. I heard from the sisters that the water is so deep that you can't control it (shakes his head (sighs))
When I lit the fire, a picture emerged in my mind for a moment, Truth: Yamamoto, lend me a hand. Then I thought that I should borrow this fire from the Prison Temple, after all, 800 does not smoke.
Yamamoto is too 6 After reading a lot of articles, he can always pretend to be stupid when he should be serious and be serious when he should. He is flexible and flexible and can perfectly grasp the character of the protagonist. He can advance, attack, retreat or defend. And he will never let go of his designated prey. This terrible man is indeed a natural-born killer as Li Baoen admitted.
Whether the twisted melon is sweet or not, you will know after you break it off. JPG As expected of you, the 800 who is good at digging holes, and as expected of you, the truth bribed by sushi, thumbs up
Stop it and don't fight anymore. You can't kill anyone like this.