[Quick look at the module storylines]
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The Armed Detective Agency hired a new clerk.
He's every bit as unserious as Dazai Osamu, if not more so, and is just as fond of teasing the young woman who works at the coffee shop downstairs.
But this purple-haired, purple-eyed boy, who wears a white bandage around his head and looks quite young, seems to have an unknown ability.
As Yokohama was shrouded in fog, high above the Moby Dick, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed the knife Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was about to plunge into someone's back.
The boy showed a composure he'd never displayed before, a hint of blue in his purple eyes.
"I told you to take good care of yourself, Dazai."
**
First-year students at Jujutsu High don't have many classes, but they have plenty of missions.
The "Strongest Duo" took a break from their busy schedules and went shopping with Shoko. There, they found a terrible game that supposedly nobody could beat.
The plot was bizarre, the bugs were everywhere, and hardly anyone played it.
The two eagerly logged in, planning to stay up all night and beat it, only to be automatically matched with a pink-haired teammate.
Their teammate was insanely good, so the frustrated Strongest Duo decided to challenge them to a real-life fight.
**
A hugely popular fortune-telling shop opened in Ginza, where every inch of land was worth a fortune.
The five members of the police academy class had heard all about it. During their graduation party, they went there to splurge. After the blonde, dark-skinned beauty performed a series of strange rituals, she looked at the five of them and said:
"Everyone here looks like they're about to die, except for the one who has the same gaming gear as me."
Rei Furuya: ???
The other four: ???
[The proper blurb goes here]
I'm a retired savior. I've forgotten who I am and which world I saved.
I was sleeping in some unknown corner of the multiverse until a newborn World Consciousness woke me up. And so, I was rehired after retirement.
I'm stuck with a ridiculously aloof System that has no interest in working and is always trying to make trouble for me.
Wearing the body of an invincible pink-haired guy, I watched as the original owner's superpowered team, with my support, infiltrated the world's timeline in an orderly fashion. I took a leisurely bite of coffee jelly and had an epiphany amid all the hearts and happiness in the air.
Obviously, I'm so omnipotent that I've crushed the System's confidence, to the point where it's started questioning its own existence.
Good grief, what a troublesome job.
Still, for the sake of the universe-exclusive, limited-edition gold-medal coffee jelly, I suppose I can return to my old line of work.
Theme: Who wasn't a savior when they were young?
