What's Wrong With Opening a Pharmacy Next to the Distillery?

I was gravely ill and on the verge of death. By using secret identities, I managed to survive from the Meiji era all the way to the Heisei era. My only goal in life was to bring my best friend back to life.

I thought finding a way to resurrect the dead in a world without superpowers was impossible, until I saw a child named Shinichi Kudo.

Me, having a catlike epiphany: So this is the Detective Conan world!

After painstakingly digging the plot out of my memories, I started searching for a drug in the organization called the Black Organization that could bring the dead back to life.

For this, I even recruited my secret identities and started a pharmaceutical company on the spot to compete with the Black Organization.

To match up against Gin,

I sent out Secret Identity No. 1, the greatest war magician of the last century, elegant and ambitious: [Penicillin].

To match up against Bourbon,

I sent out Secret Identity No. 2, an international fixer who could toy with his enemies as easily as if they were in the palm of his hand: [Ether].

To match up against Rye,

I sent out Secret Identity No. 3, a mysterious hacker who could own the entire world as long as he had the internet: [Aspirin].

And besides them, there were chlorpromazine, insulin...

But after waiting for my pharmaceutical company to successfully swallow up the Black Organization, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why did this organization look so much like my dear friend's eccentric company?

I kept searching, full of doubts.

The instant I discovered that the drug's purpose was to "reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life," I realized I was in trouble.

Not only was the Black Organization really my friend's company,

but the research into APTX 4869 was something my friend had started to bring me back to life.

Wait, man.

How did my feelings end up being mutual with Renya Karasuma, the big bad of Detective Conan?!

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+ CP: Renya Karasuma (Yes, I'm a fan of chaotic CPs.)

+ Kicking the bucket, but in a weird sort of way (?)

+ If the Black Organization can have a company, it makes perfect sense for me to start a pharmaceutical company, right? Hahahahahaha.

Theme: May the world be at peace.