Hiromitsu Morofushi: After Dying with Gin, I Became the Leader of the Rescue Team

After losing everyone important to him, Zhuge Gaoming's not particularly long, but far from uneventful, life ended in an accidental explosion.

His grudges and regrets should have settled along with the smoke and dust, but...

Zhuge Gaoming stood on a street in Tokyo, felt the stubble on his chin, and took in the exaggerated muscles that weren't his. Then he looked at the man before him, the mole in the police department planted by the Black Organization, whom he had identified before his death.

"Act according to the times, and strike when the opportunity comes." He spoke the words calmly and methodically.

"What?" The man in front of him, who looked surprisingly energetic, hadn't figured out what he meant before the other man snapped a pair of silver handcuffs onto him.

Zhuge Jingguang had only let his mind wander for a moment while waiting for his contact. His vision went black, and he became a "hostage." Before he could even put his training to use, the criminal was caught. The blindfold was pulled from his eyes, revealing a somewhat scruffy man with his hair tied in a braid.

"You put on a pretty convincing act, Kongming." "Are you all right, Senior Zhuge?" "As expected, Senior always knows what to do!"

Kongming? Zhuge? Gaoming? Brother Gaoming?!

Zhuge Jingguang finally came to his senses. His limbs weren't weak because he'd been tied up for so long. It was because...

!!! He was in Brother Gaoming's body!!!

This story is short, short, short! Important things need to be said three times.

I suddenly wondered what would happen if Gaoming weren't Gaoming, but became someone else, so I wrote this.

Basically, it's a story about saving people from their doomed fates. No pairing.

Theme: Treasure the present