A Straight Man's Detective Conan Dating Sim

A niche, adults-only, 18+ Detective Conan game has officially launched. The main story features four Alphas you can romance. Each one is more perfect than the last: No. 1 is mature and cautious, No. 2 is an intelligence-and-sports type, No. 3 is a master in the kitchen, and No. 4 is a skilled sniper. … The top-tier Alphas and their scents: 1. Cedar and tobacco: a cool, crisp blend that symbolizes an aloof beauty, both icy and intoxicating, intense and unique. 2. Chocolate and coffee: sweet as a pine-sugar cake. His dark skin is irresistibly spicy, while his warm, reassuring chest makes you feel as cozy as if wrapped in syrup. 3. Sea salt: the scent of the ocean, delicate, gentle, serene, and accepting, glowing like moonlight. 4. Curry and milk: everyday foods can combine into a distinctive scent. Even a cool, aloof sniper has a domestic side. Don't you want to give him a chance? But his eye was caught by other tags: mystery, deduction, sniping, cars! Oh, darling! One day, a coworker suddenly said, “You smell so good. Can I kiss you?” By day, Rye would corner him in a closet, hugging and cuddling him. At night, the gentlest one, Scotch, would hold him, his huge pectorals smothering his face. Then Bourbon would rub the back of his neck, enveloping him in his scent. Even on business trips, the coldly handsome big brother would manhandle him, humiliating him to no end. Wasn't he straight? They couldn't do this. Every time he objected, they would shut him down: “That's just how brothers are.” Wait, wait, do brothers really have to do things like this? They ended up dragging him into bed every time. Was that right? Was that really right? Stop picking on an innocent college student who's never seen the world!!! … At long last, he found the game's exit button and quit, stumbling all the way out. Before leaving, he pranked his old coworkers by treating them like Japanese men, texting each one a confession before disappearing from their world for good and heading off to a wonderful future of his own. That revenge was so satisfying, hahaha!!! Later, the game worlds merged, a mysterious phone call came in, and Bourbon coaxed and tricked him into going to Tokyo! When he woke up again, his neck was covered in bells and a scarf, and he'd been forced into a costume and a black blindfold. Where was he? No, whose lap was he sitting on!?! * At first, the original members of the Black Organization thought a spoiled young master had joined them, insisting on treating them like brothers. They didn't pay him any mind. Until later. The already unstable members of the organization came to hate one another so much they wanted each other dead. Preorder: “Money or Bourbon the Male Model?” I'm the young master of the Black Organization, and I've always done whatever I want. One day, at my family's company, I caught a dark-skinned, blond-haired young man threatening someone with his life. It was love at first sight. That very night, I sneaked into his room, wrapped my arms around his waist, and confessed. “I liked you from the moment we met. I care about you, love you, and want to marry you. Be my wife!” The expressionless man sneered and turned down my proposal. - Fine, I'll start by bringing him breakfast. No matter how persistently I chase after him, he keeps up an unapproachable air. - I ran into Gin in private and couldn't help complaining. “I don't know, I don't know. I suspect he's a villain! He never gives me the time of day. I'm done fawning over him. Oh, never mind, Bourbon's upset. He just asked where I delivered breakfast and why I hadn't been around for three hours. I'm coming.” Gin called me pathetic and said I was disgracing all men. Me: “I'm not a man. I'm Bourbon's beloved good little darling.” Gin looked disgusted. He took a cold, vicious drag on his cigarette and told me to get lost. So I got lost. The road to winning Bourbon's heart was full of obstacles, but I refused to give up. At long last, one day, I made my way into his social circle. And then… then I discovered I had even more bloody cases to deal with. My husband sat in the living room, expressionless as he adjusted his gun, while I sprawled on the sofa watching Magaka Magaka cartoons. Suddenly, they weren't fun anymore. But even more terrifying was him saying, “Aren't husbands supposed to sleep together?” Emergency! Emergency! Emergency?! Money or pride? Romance is foolish, but a blond, dark-skinned male model costs three thousand a night. Too bad you're a little short. The moment I said it, the blond, dark-skinned male model fixed his eyes on me. “Want to find out?” Danger!!! Later, the blond, dark-skinned male model dragged me off to test out different lengths. “What's wrong? Relax. This is your reward. Do you like what I'm doing?” I knew Bourbon was actually an undercover agent, and that his goal was to destroy the Black Organization. Fine, let him destroy it, as long as he's happy. But he can't touch my Gin, Vermouth, or Sherry. Bourbon, no, Furuya Rei narrowed his eyes and closed in step by step. “You have quite a lot of people you want to protect. Why is that?” Me: “Because of love. It's love.” Bourbon paused and said nothing, but that night I nearly died! Theme: Keep moving forward, even in adversity