In a Melodramatic Script, Toko Forces Me to Be Hers

I’m a rookie detective in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department’s First Investigation Division. I look serious on the outside, but inside I’m full of energy. Making snarky comments is one of my few pleasures.

The first time I met Amuro Tooru, he “killed” someone right in front of me. I swore I’d bring him to justice! So I started secretly tailing him...

But before I could figure out how to follow him properly, a script-world suddenly appeared. Amuro Tooru, a bunch of other weirdos, and I all had to play melodramatic roles and awkwardly read melodramatic lines.

[Script One: Sweet School Romance]

Tooru plays a lovesick puppy to perfection:

Me: “Who do you think you are, Amuro Tooru? You’re not fit to be compared to the great Conan!”

Amuro Tooru: “A-Li, I’m nothing. I’m just your dog, ready to come when you call and leave when you tell me to...”

[Script Two: Tycoon Romance]

Tooru is overbearing and takes me by force:

Amuro Tooru wraps an arm around my waist and grits his teeth. “Damn it, woman! I’m actually jealous! Oh! It’s all your fault!”

I yell, “Oh! Shirt! How is it my fault? Damn! You are a bitch!”

[Script Three: Serial Killer]

Tooru is so oblivious he can’t see what’s right in front of him:

“What was that sound?” Amuro Tooru turns his head.

I throw myself into his arms. “Oh my~ That was my heartbeat~ Dokidoki~ Would you like to listen?”

Amuro Tooru bends down, turns sideways, and presses his ear to my left breast. “Then I’ll have a listen~”

I turn away: Yuck~

Amuro Tooru turns away: Yuck~

[Script Four: Never Look Down on a Poor Young Man]

[Script Five: Lost in the Zoo]

The real world:

Tooru and I trade snarky remarks:

“Assaulting a police officer!” I shout sternly.

Amuro Tooru spreads his hands and holds them up in front of himself. “I surrender. Are you going to arrest me?”

I pull handcuffs from my pocket. “Don’t get too cocky!”

“Why won’t they go on? Your arms are way too thick!”

Amuro Tooru: “...You put the handcuffs around my neck. Of course they won’t work.”

Tooru and I bicker like cats and dogs:

My foot suddenly misses a step, and I fall backward!

I grab Amuro Tooru by his blond hair to keep myself from falling.

“You... let go,” Amuro Tooru grits out.

I grip even tighter. “I absolutely refuse to let go!”

“You! Is this really where you’re supposed to put your sense of duty as a police officer?”

A comedy, with Tooru as the male lead.

Theme: Bickering like cats and dogs