Gin Wants to Kill Him Again Today!

[Blurb] My next Koukin novel, The Skinwalker Seeks a Blessing: Do I Look Like a Cop or a Boss?, is open for follows! In the organization, Gin has one sworn enemy. It would be bad enough if he only picked fights with him every few days. But at the slightest slip, he would go all out. The worst grudge between them began one night on a rooftop. Caught in an explosion, Gin was left dangling over the edge, clinging to the rooftop with one hand, while Curacao planted a foot on it. "Say you're sorry, and I'll pull you up." Those upturned phoenix eyes regarded him with a smiling gaze, while the man's breezy tone offered no real assurance. Gin gave a cold laugh and suddenly let go. That was the first time he had ever seen a look of "panic" in Curacao's eyes. The next moment, another figure plummeted down. Curacao hung upside down, gripping Gin's hand tightly. Pairing: Gao Ming (Curacao) x Gin Cover artist: Qingjiu The Skinwalker Seeks a Blessing: Do I Look Like a Cop or a Boss? [Blurb] When Gao Ming was thirteen, his life took a different turn. His parents were murdered, and his younger brother was taken in by relatives in Tokyo. An old man calling himself "Karasuma" took Gao Ming away and carefully groomed him to become the organization's heir. From then on, Gao Ming became taciturn. He hated everything about the organization and refused to talk to anyone, until a "pet" was brought before him. The boy had beautiful white hair and looked about seven or eight. His bright, emerald-green eyes gazed up at him. The boy didn't even have to say a word. Just standing there was enough to make Gao Ming approach him of his own accord. Many years later, Gao Ming took over the organization. He rested his head lightly on his childhood friend's thigh and smiled as he gazed into those increasingly deep green eyes. "A Jin, do you know what we're working toward?" "Growing bigger and stronger, and taking the organization worldwide!" Gao Ming immediately pinched his restless mouth into a duck's bill. For the umpteenth time, he brainwashed his workaholic: "No. We need to go legit, get out of the underworld, and become civil servants!" He had worked hard his whole life to clean up the organization, scrubbing day and night without ever daring to stop. The good news: He succeeded in going legit! The bad news: He was the only one who did! As the youngest police commissioner in Japan, Gao Ming held the microphone and delivered his speech in the great hall: "I must thank my family business for helping me become police commissioner. They sell the finest liquor, driving economic growth in the region and earning me this great honor." "Tsk..." The workaholic in the audience scoffed. He was about to mock him, but then he met his boss's open, ardent, and sincere gaze. Beneath the spotlight, among millions of people, Gao Ming was looking only at him. The scoff at the corner of Gin's mouth softened into a gentle smile. He raised the bottle of sake in his hand in a toast: Care to have a drink tonight, my dear boss? Is Blue Orange Liquor Up to Something Today? [Blurb] Shuo had just splashed fifty million on a globally limited Blue-Eyes White Dragon card when, in the next instant, he was reborn as a baby in the world of the Elementary School Detective. Shuo, whose one true love was Gin and who had countless other favorites: !!! Let's go! Infiltrate the liquor distillery, get the codename Blue Orange Liquor, and save both the Black and Red sides from disaster! ...Don't ask how the Black and Red sides got into trouble in the first place. Blue Orange Liquor (Shuo): Gin, Gin, listen! This world is a great anime! Gin: You’re nuts. One day, Blue Orange Liquor ran into a gravity manipulator speeding through Yokohama. Blue Orange Liquor (Shuo): Gin, Gin, this world is two great anime! Gin: ? Why is there another one now? Another day, Blue Orange Liquor met a bird-headed magician flying through the air. Blue Orange Liquor (Shuo): Gin, Gin, this world is three great anime! Gin: ... Gin booked him an appointment with a world-famous psychologist. This world had no anime, no seaside views, no conventions, and certainly no Blue-Eyes White Dragon, but Blue Orange Liquor did collect one living piece of merch after another. Then one day, he met Kusuo, who could easily cut through dimensions. Blue Orange Liquor realized that Lady Luck had finally smiled on him. Blue Orange Liquor (rushing over at top speed, then dropping to his knees): Please, great god of the second dimension, grant my wish! This is the one request of my life! Kusuo: Do you want me to send you home? Blue Orange Liquor (performing a formal dogeza, earnest): Please send over my Blue-Eyes White Dragon and my merch! Theme: Even in darkness, keep your heart turned toward the light