Lawless Outlaw in the Conan World, Tokisaki Kurumi

Appearing in his line of sight was a beautiful young girl with a lovely appearance, but... he didn't understand why she was calling him "little kid"?

Was she kidding? He was already a high school sophomore, okay?

No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem that young.

"Little kid? Who are you talking about?"

Because the back of his head was still throbbing from that blow, Shinichi, still not fully conscious, asked in a daze.

As if confused by his words, Shinichi saw the girl tilt her head with a puzzled expression.

To be honest, she was really cute.

"Aren't you a child?" As if not understanding what the kid in front of her was saying, the girl took a small compact mirror from her shoulder bag and handed it to him, saying, "You look like a child no matter how you look at it, even if you're wearing adult clothes."

Looking at the mirror the girl handed him, Kudo Shinichi was shocked to see that he had actually turned into a child, identical to a photo from his own childhood.

'Wait, what the hell is going on?' The utterly surreal sight before him made his already foggy brain even slower.

Just then, two beams of white light from flashlights illuminated the corner where they stood.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

A male voice rang out as two police officers in uniform, holding flashlights, noticed the situation and walked over.

While Shinichi was still stunned by his sudden shrinkage, the girl beside him suddenly stood up and said to the approaching officers, "Officers, I found this little kid passed out on the grass. For some reason, he seems injured—there's blood trickling from his forehead."

Hearing that a child was injured, the two officers didn't hesitate and immediately reported the situation to their superiors via radio.

Hearing that the officers had already called for an ambulance, the girl looked relieved.

She took a pack of wet wipes from her bag, opened it, and gently wiped the dried blood from the child's forehead with a concerned expression.

"It's okay, the officers have called an ambulance."

Shinichi felt his face flush as he looked at the beautiful girl gently cleaning his forehead.

Although his appearance had somehow turned into that of a child, his heart was still that of a seventeen-year-old boy.

Being taken care of by a pretty girl... honestly, Shinichi felt a bit embarrassed, but more than that, he was filled with questions about what had happened to him.

03 Against One's Will

Over an hour later...

With the help of the ambulance and doctors, Kudo Shinichi at least learned that he had only suffered some minor scrapes.

"Little kid, you need to be more careful when you play!" The doctors, after confirming that the little guy had only bumped his head from being careless, couldn't help but advise, "Luckily, it's just a minor injury with no concussion. If something serious had happened, your family would be worried sick."

Hearing the doctor's words, Kudo Shinichi could only nod meekly to show he understood.

As for the fact that he had shrunk and that he was actually Kudo Shinichi—since the whole thing was too unbelievable—Shinichi decided after careful thought to keep it a secret for now.

"I'm so glad you're okay. You can't be so careless from now on!" The girl also breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the child was fine.

"But still, no matter how careless you are, wearing adult clothes isn't appropriate!" The girl looked at the child's oversized, sagging clothes and couldn't help shaking her head. "I bet you fell because you were wearing clothes that got in your way."

At the hospital entrance, Kudo Shinichi listened to the girl's self-assured analysis and could only facepalm internally without being able to explain.

Still, to thank this warm-hearted and kind beautiful girl, Kudo Shinichi swallowed his embarrassment, pretended to really be a child, and shamelessly said with a grateful face, "Thank you, big sister!"

To be honest, when Shinichi said that, both he and the girl felt a wave of nausea inside.

It was like unknowingly eating a bowl of Dianming porridge and then washing it down with a cup of Apa tea.

But on the surface~

"Oh, right, my dad says kids have to be polite. I don't know your name yet, big sister."

That part was true.

As a good youth of the new century, Kudo Shinichi still understood manners.

"As for me, my name is Tokisaki Kurumi." The girl said her name with a beautiful smile. "But since the little kid knows my name, can you tell me yours?"

Disgusting. Truly disgusting.

He~tui~

The girl—no, Kurumi—couldn't stand using this tone to ask a student only a few years younger than herself.

"Uh..." Being asked his name by the girl who called herself Tokisaki Kurumi, Kudo Shinichi suddenly felt a sense of dread.

"Well... big sister, I see my dad coming to pick me up! I'm heading back!" Since he couldn't think of a way to bluff his way out on the spot, Kudo Shinichi decided to use the legendary escape technique [My family's here] and bolted out of the hospital.

Watching Kudo Shinichi's small back and his flustered steps, a faint, enigmatic smile curled at the corner of the girl's lips.

'Gin, Gin, if you'd listened to Vodka and just killed him back then, none of this would have happened later~'

When the taxi stopped in front of her home in Beika Town, Kurumi paid the driver a sum of money and immediately showed a pained expression as she turned away.

'Damn, Japanese taxis are way too expensive!'

Since the hospital was quite a distance from her home and Kurumi didn't feel like walking home alone late at night, she had no choice but to hail a taxi back to her street.

Japanese taxis are notoriously expensive.

Even though Kurumi had already saved up a considerable amount of money by completing missions.

But hey, who in this world would ever think they have too much money?

What?

You're talking about a haunted house?

One where three tenants have already died, and you're worried about ghosts?

Get out of here!

For Kurumi, if there are ghosts, bring them on!

With King Crimson's double-A stats in power and speed, what ghost could possibly stand a chance?

And more importantly, Kurumi wasn't without other trump cards.

Worst case, she could just take out a loan from the system to exchange for the invincible Star Platinum. No matter what ghost showed up, it'd get beaten to a pulp under my Ora Ora.

Though doing that would cost Kurumi her most precious thing.

Walking into her house, Kurumi casually kicked off her little leather shoes in the entryway, then stepped her jade feet, wrapped in black thigh-high stockings, up to the bedroom on the second floor.

Entering her bedroom, she turned on the light. Under the white glow, the tidy room she had arranged herself brightened up.

Since she was only a beautiful girl on the outside, but still a man at heart, Kurumi naturally didn't decorate her bedroom in the cute style that girls liked. Instead, she kept it clean and simple.

Slowly pulling down the zipper of her dress, Kurumi smoothly slipped off the clothes that came with the system's newbie gift pack, revealing her ivory-white delicate body and sexy lace lingerie underneath.

As mentioned before, because Kurumi had made a certain part a bit bigger when creating her avatar, the weight on her chest could only be described as a childlike face with a massive chest.

By the bra size standards of her home country, Kurumi estimated she was at least an E.

And her butt was also very perky.

In short, perfect!

Hanging her dress on the coat rack, Kurumi lazily lay down on her bed, thinking about the plot she could barely remember.

To be honest, Kurumi didn't remember much of the plot from the Great Detective Conan world.

Aside from a few classic cases, what stuck with her most was the Black Organization, the "Booze Factory."

This most famous villain organization in Conan wasn't just full of ruthless killers—it was also filled with the famous [waste], [moles], [traitors], and [Gin] from her past life.

Wait, did she just single someone out?

The Black Organization had immense power and was utterly insane.

Flying an Apache attack helicopter to directly strafe Tokyo Tower? What kind of ordinary crime syndicate would do something like that?

Kurumi had no idea what those people were thinking—were they crazy, or did they completely disregard the Japanese government?

And more importantly, Kurumi felt that her damn system was definitely getting back at her, which was why it gave her the identity of a Black Organization member the moment she arrived in this world.

What made it even more infuriating was that her direct superior turned out to be Vermouth.

And what shocked Kurumi even more was that the moment she saw her identity in this world, the phone the system had gifted her started ringing.

[Absinthe]

That was the name on the caller ID.

Clearly, the "thoughtful" system had already prepared her contact information within the organization.

Ever since Kurumi became a member of the organization, she had gone from initial shock to reluctantly accepting the system's demands to complete the organization's missions. Under the guidance of her teacher, Vermouth, Kurumi climbed step by step from a rookie who hadn't even seen blood to a high-ranking member of the organization, thanks to her lucky break in obtaining King Crimson.

To be honest, at first, Kurumi didn't accept this identity or the missions that required her to kill or commit crimes.

But the ironclad facts were right in front of her.

Kurumi understood clearly that the moment she was assigned as an organization member, there was no turning back. The missions were laid out before her—complete them or die.

Even with her Stand, she couldn't single-handedly fight against an organization that still lacked complete intelligence.

So, faced with this life-or-death despair, Kurumi could only silently choose to accept.

Kurumi had lost count of how many times she comforted herself with this reasoning during missions. Eventually, even taking another person's life became something she was used to.

That was the simplest truth.

But a dark identity wasn't a long-term solution.

Although Kurumi couldn't clearly remember the entire plot of Conan, the one thing she was sure of was that this organization had long been targeted by governments around the world. No one knew when this massive organization would be wiped out in one fell swoop.

So, to find a way out for herself and accumulate more points to grow stronger, Kurumi transformed into Wang Zhenxiang Jingze and began to make a name for herself within the organization.

And she kept at it for two whole years.

Yes, Kurumi had already spent two full years in this world.

Though she still maintained the youthful appearance of a sixteen-year-old on the outside, behind that facade, Kurumi's hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

04 The Time Erased by King Crimson

In the bedroom, Kurumi, who had been lying in bed lost in random thoughts, drifted off to sleep without even realizing it.

The next morning...

"Haaah~" Kurumi, still groggy-eyed, let out a big yawn, then wiped the tears from her eyes with her hand.

"Wait, did I not take a bath last night?"

Seeming to realize that she had fallen asleep shortly after getting home last night without bathing or changing clothes, Kurumi raised her arm and craned her neck to sniff her smooth underarm.

"Hmm... no smell, but I'll take a bath first anyway!" The faint, pleasant scent entered Kurumi's nostrils with each breath.

"How should I put it..." Kurumi mused with a hint of amusement. Was this the charm of being in a two-dimensional world? Girls' bodies always smelled nice, and even sweat could be euphemistically called fragrant perspiration.

Add to that the fact that winter wasn't exactly a season prone to sweating—if she were still her male self, she'd probably just lazily cut corners and change clothes without a second thought.

But unfortunately, she had long since accepted her current situation and was quite satisfied with this body. To avoid tarnishing her image, Kurumi decided it was best to take a bath and change clothes first.

No sooner said than done.

Taking a change of clothes from the wardrobe, Kurumi headed to the bathroom.

"Scrub-a-dub~ Smell so sweet~"

Humming a strange little tune, Kurumi stripped off her underwear and stockings, tossed them into the laundry basket, and stepped naked into the shower.

[King Crimson!!!]

After finishing her bath, Kurumi quickly dried herself with a towel, put on a fresh set of clothes, and returned to the bedroom. She picked up the hairdryer and sat on the bed to blow-dry her hair.

[Ding! A new main quest has been released.]

Just as Kurumi was drying her long black hair, the long-unheard system notification chimed once more.

"Alright, alright. I knew it."