Jin Kurozawa was hounded by a perfume bottle inhabited by a spirit.
The perfume spirit insisted it wanted to grant him a wish in gratitude for being the first human to hear its call.
Faced with an idiot spirit who had shouted for help from the bottom of a riverbed and expected someone to hear, Jin Kurozawa said:
I have no wishes that need someone else to grant them.
Spirit: Being tsundere is out of style, sir. But even though you won't say it, I can sense the longing deep in your heart.
You're terribly troubled because your informant is obsessed with investigating cold cases and won't reply to your messages. You wish he'd find something else to occupy his time. How about this: I can make him find a partner... He'll have to do everything in his power to confess his love to you. If he can't get you to accept, he'll die!
From this moment on, the magic is in effect. He's already in the palm of your hand!
Jin: ?
Spirit: ?
Jin: That's coercion. And why would he confess to me?
Spirit: It's tailor-made to suit your subconscious. And you should ask yourself that.
Jin: .
Spirit: That's just like you.
Jin: That's just like me.
Lin Wenshu was investigating the old case that had led to the gruesome death of his colleague and left the colleague's son, Jin Kurozawa, stranded in a foreign land. He had been unable to find a lead for a long time.
Just as he was growing frustrated, he was hounded by a strange perfume spirit.
Lin Wenshu: Ahahaha, what does "die" mean, exactly?
Spirit: It's terrifying. You'll be trapped in this time loop forever until he accepts your confession.
Lin Wenshu: So you're a save-file bug spirit ^ ^
The third time Lin Wenshu got stuck in the perfume spirit's bug, he didn't confess to Jin Kurozawa before the deadline for his death. Instead, he ran around to the various suspects and performed criminal torture art in front of them.
The perfume spirit screamed in frustration that it wasn't a save-file spirit.
Jin Kurozawa, at the end of his rope, decided he had to put a stop to all this, or he wouldn't be able to do his own job.
Knowing full well what he was about to say, Lin Wenshu clapped a hand over his mouth before he could expose everything. "All right, all right, shh... We're at work. Let's not talk about all that lovey-dovey stuff."
Jin Kurozawa: .
So Lin Wenshu had gotten stuck in this bug too.
After pushing him back into place, Lin Wenshu waved goodbye:
Darling, this is what it means to be in the palm of my hand.
His finger was still pointing at Jin Kurozawa's heart.
But Lin Wenshu couldn't leave so easily. Someone caught his flamboyantly waving wrist.
Jin Kurozawa had no wishes that needed someone else to grant them.
* Younger seme, with an age gap
* A little romantic tug-of-war (thumbs up)
Theme: Treat others with sincerity
