My Brother Is a Detective Conan Transmigrator

To cut to the chase: I won't be continuing this story, and I apologize to everyone who bookmarked it.

The reason is more or less this:

After watching the new movie, The One-Eyed Flashback, as a die-hard ShinRan shipper, I was honestly pretty devastated.

I can say sincerely that I went in because of the advertised "ShinRan scenes," the "red scarf," and the hype that it was the best movie in recent years. But after seeing it in theaters, I was thoroughly disappointed.

I'll leave aside all the absurdly scientific stunts. I've gotten used to their Conan-level athleticism and driving skills.

The one thing I just can't accept is that they promoted ShinRan so heavily, only for me to get to the theater and find them sneaking in Conan and Ai instead (there was one person serving tea and water; giving too many examples might spoil things, and would also make me sick).

In any case, I won't write Detective Conan fanfiction anymore (of course, I know my writing is terrible. Leaving the fandom could be a way of protecting it, or maybe even a stroke of luck for the fandom).

Maybe I'll pick it up again someday after Detective Conan ends.

Note: I'm only sharing my feelings about the movie. I don't represent any group, only myself as a consumer who has every right to express an opinion and share my impressions.

Theme: Family will always be a safe harbor