You wake up in a lab, and before you can figure out what's going on, a little ding rings in your head.
System: [Babe, I'm your Trash System~]
You: ?
After a long back-and-forth, you finally realize this isn't the "trash relationship recycling center" you'd imagined, but a bona fide system.
Then you discover, to your horror, that this lab belongs to the legendary Black Organization! And you're frozen inside a freezer!
You: Since when did Detective Conan start doing "popsicle" plots?
System: [Babe, if you want to get out of here, you have to complete missions~]
You: What kind of missions could a trash system give me? Picking up litter in Beika Town?
System: [That's right~]
You: ???
But you can't just walk away from the Black Organization, so with no other choice, you decide to join.
Fortunately, this Trash System turns out to be surprisingly useful. After a while, you even earn a codename.
Then you receive a mission: join the Whiskey group and serve as their field agent.
You: ? Any one of them is better at getting things done than I am!
And so your daily life becomes this:
Scene One: You receive a mission to handle an Organization deal.
You (pulling a full set of alloy blast-resistant gear out of a trash can): This stuff is dangerous. I need to protect myself.
Whiskey: ?
Scene Two: You receive a mission to lead an Organization assault.
You (pulling an AK-47 out of a trash can): Let's use this to clear the way.
Whiskey: ??
Scene Three: You receive a mission to extract from the Organization.
You (pulling an aircraft carrier out of a trash can): Move, now!
Whiskey: ??? That's ridiculous!
After a fierce argument, nobody in the Whiskey group can convince the others, so the three of them finally decide to explore Beika Town's trash cans together.
Whiskey: Let's see what this miraculous little thing has inside.
They lift the lid.
The stench assaults their noses. Rotten fruit and vegetable scraps assault their eyes. The stares of passersby assault their souls.
Rye: Tonight, we'll take out the one of the four of us who doesn't fit in.
Scotch: Agreed.
Bourbon: I suppose I agree.
The pairing should be transmigrated woman x Toru.
Blurb written on September 25, 2023. Screenshot saved.
Theme: Protect the environment, starting with yourself.
