Highlights:
1. There is a gender-swapped version of Ran Mouri: Mao Li Lan.
2. The roles of the Black and Red sides are mixed up. The protagonist will try to steer people in the right direction, depending on whether they still have a conscience. In other words, this is a traditional villain-to-hero story.
2. P.S. The only thing I can reveal is that Vermouth is definitely on the Red side this time.
3. The previous life was fairly tragic. The protagonist will be less passive in this one.
4. The author's intelligence is that of an ordinary high school student. Please go easy on any plot holes.
As usual, I drew the cover myself. It's a naturally healing little darling!
Natural charm conquers all!!! (shouting) (screaming)
A niche story written to satisfy my own cravings. I'll start writing after the college entrance exams.
---Blurb---
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru is a naturally healing, beautiful young man with two childhood friends he's known since they were little.
One is handsome and smart, a well-known high school detective who, despite his young age, is called "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era."
The other is gentle and perceptive, the school's unanimously recognized heartthrob. He's exceptionally strong and often helps the police catch thieves, never missing a single one.
"And what about you?"
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru: "Huh? Me? I'm just an ordinary high school student."
So says the high-EQ kid who can win anyone over with ease.
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru still remembers that rainy day. He was giving a statement at the police station, and an uneasy feeling had been weighing on his heart.
It turned out to be an omen.
His childhood friend, who had been turned into a child, died after the dawn came, fighting for the justice he believed in.
He only had time to send him one text: Kaoru, I miss your smile so much.
His other childhood friend died there too, trying to save his own father.
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru wondered: Had dawn really come?
The man handed him the boy's bloodstained phone with a guilt-ridden expression. The battery was almost dead, and the screen showed a photo of the three of them together.
They looked so happy back then.
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru thought in a daze.
Staring at the man before him, whose face was stricken with grief, Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru thought, How can you look so happy?
"What?"
"I said, Shinichi is dead. Why are you so happy?"
"...?"
"How can you people be so hypocritical?"
Carrying out his dead childhood friend's final wish, Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru set out on a path with no one beside him.
At death's door, the bloodied man stared at him and asked, "What are you trying to do?"
Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru smiled, his expression as warm and calm as it had been all those years ago.
"I just... want two good friends."
A gunshot rang out. Blood stained his warm brown hair and slowly dripped down.
When he opened his eyes again, two figures were lying beside him. Mitsukasa Shibu Kaoru watched them quietly for a moment, then smiled.
Ah. How lucky.
He gently hugged his two childhood friends, who had fallen asleep from staying up too late playing games, and thought happily: This time, let's stay together for the rest of our lives.
For that, he would pay any price. (Smile)
Theme: Good friends are the source of your courage!
