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Reincarnation of the greatest detective of 21st century

Detective Hanzaki, who is famed to be Sherlock Holmes of the 21st century, died while pursuing the serial killer. However, because of his unrivalled talent, God granted him a second chance to live in a fantasy world he is not familiar with. After choosing one of the strongest skills ( Z-ranked skill ), he got a new body and new name and started his adventure in another world. This is the story of the greatest detective solving crimes that stand in his ways and make his way to the top.

WalktowardtheApple · Fantasia
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17 Chs

Chapter 3

"Hohohoho, you are really a fun and interesting person as expected. My eyes were not wrong when I chose you. "

the god says excitedly and enthusiastically as if she just got a toy she has been wanting for so long. She can't even seem to suppress her excitement from appearing it on her face.

"Well, I finished choosing the skills. What now?" I ask.

"Ahem," she turns her expression back to normal.

"Now, you will choose your new body and name. After that, I will send you to the world you will live in"

"Won't I be reborn as a kid?"

"No, but do you want to be reborn? I can do that if you want"

"No, no,"

It would be better if I could just reincarnate as an adult. This way, things would be easier for me, too.

"But~~~"

But?

"You chose a Z ranked skill, so you lost the right to choose your appearance too,"

"What is that supposed to mean!?" I raises my voice.

"Hehehe~~, instead I will be choosing the appearance of my liking for you,"

Are you serious right now!? This is obviously a lie. She definitely said I would only lose the right to choose any other skills. But the opponent is a god, I can't say shit even if I know it is a lie.

"Hehehe~~~ ", leave it to me. I will choose the best body fitting of you. "

She says as she touches her here and there on the light blue screen in front of her.

"Name?" she stops and makes a thinking pose with her right hand touching her chin. She seems to have finished choosing my appearance.

"Wait a moment, you are choosing my name too?"

"Of course~~" she says cheerfully as she nods.

Looking at her, I don't think anything I say can convince her and give up.

"Yes~~" she widens her beautiful eyes as she gets an idea.

"Let's do, Ranpo."

"Ranpo? What kind of name is that?"

"Ranpo~Ranpo~Ranpo"

She mutters as she types the name on the screen.

"Hey, wait a minute, let's take our time and thin..."

I extend my right hand and try to stop her.

"Complete~~"

Before my hand reaches her, she clicks on something and says it outloud cheerfully.

What!!!?? Seriously? Can you do this just because you are god?

"??"

The god looks at my depressed face and makes a genuine puzzled expression.

Sigh.

"Well~~, now I will deliver you to the world you are going to live in."

I stand up.

"It was a short time, but I will remember you and the fun I had today, Ranpo."

The god spreads her hands, and the golden lights are radiating brighter than the sun. The lights are coming toward me and pass through my body.

It feels so warm. It's not too hot nor too cold. This is a blessing.

You were a forceful person who liked to cross the lines, but it was fun meeting you. God, huh? I guess it was not a bad experience.

The radiating lights are disppearing one after another slowly as time passes. The warmness has disappeared. I am now not floating but standing on something.

My eyes can open.

"!??"

"FUCKKKKKKKK GODDDDDDDD!!!!!!"

I scream by my heart content as I open my eyes in another world for the first time.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAH~~~~~~ this is just halirious", the god bursts out laughing as she looks at me from the heaven.

Fuck.

Why did I swear like this?

Here, look at this, the image of myself in front of me reflecting on a big mirror.

I am standing in the middle of nowhere. All I can see is the green grasses filling the whole area around me and dancing according to the currents of the breeze. There is a big tree sticking out in the middle, and I am under it right now. And this silver mirror in front of me. It is an enormous mirror that can reflect the image of my whole body. The silver frames of the majestic mirror are sparkling under the bright sun. This is, without a doubt, the doing of that damn god.

For what purpose?

Obviously, because she wants to see the startled and dumbfounded reation of mine the moment I step foot on this world.

Look at this, the image reflecting on the mirror.

A girl with dark long hairs about 17 years old. She is about 170 cm tall, and the shining black straight hairs are falling on the back. On a tiny face, large eyes with jet-black iris are the parts that stand out the most on the face. On them, there exist long dark eyelashes accessorizing the beauty of the eyes. The eyebrows are not too thin nor too thick, just the right amount of thickness to fit beautifully with her gorgeous facial features. Those sparkling dark features are standing out dynamically on the preal white skin. She is in a plain white shirt and brown pants with no pattern on it. On the tiny shoulder, there is a brown bag being hanged. With a pair of black leather boots, the overall appearance of the clothes is not fancily gorgeous befitting of a beautiful teenaged girl but that of a plain adventuring guy.

"That is not me, right? Tell me this is a lie. " I speak to myself in surprised as I touch the face.

Unfortunately, the girl figure in the mirror is doing all the same movements as I do.

Fuck!!!

Is this really me? Am I a girl? I think as I look at my hands.

Pale and slime fingers are attached to the tiny hands of a girl.

How am I supposed to fight with these tiny and soft hands. Not to mention, my shoulders are also too narrow.

Sigh.

I sigh as something important crosses my mind.

It is about THE UNDER PART.

Am I a girl down there, too?

Should I even look at what is there? What if it is a girl's? I shouldn't look at it, right? But it is also mine.

Let's just take a peek.

I hold the waist area of the pants and pull in to the front a little and then take a peek at there from the gap which was created from the pulling.

Ohh~~. My son made it.

Yes, it is there.

So I am just a guy with a girl's features. By saying girl's features, I don't have any hill-like breasts on the chest. It is just a flat chest like a guy's.

I am grateful that you didn't turn me completely into a girl, god, even though I shouldn't.

Sigh.

Well, there is nothing I can do about what happened. Let's see what the other world can offer me.

Wait a moment. I don't even have a single penny on me, right? And I can't even find a single living creature or resident around here.

!!.

I just think of a good idea as I glance at the majestic looking mirror standing in front of me and the bag which is being worn on my shoulder.

"Yes, let's do it,"

I mutter as I push the mirror down with force.

My plan is to crash the mirror and retrieve the silver frames attached to it. And then find a place where there are a couple of residents and sell it.

You wanted to troll me, but now this turns out to be a favour, god.

Clank.Clank.Clank.

With the violent sound of crashing, the mirror breaks apart into countless shining pieces as it falls down to the ground.

It seems that the silver frame was decorated later on a big mirror so it does not come out separately when the mirror broke. Instead, it also broke apart along with the mirror and was unable to be retrieved independently as a frame made of silver.

This is a problem, but let's pick the mirror parts that are being sticked with a silver frame too.

Then I opened the bags to see what was in there hoping some money and food would be in there.

Unfortunately, the bag is empty except for a white sheet of paper.

"What is this?"

I pick it up and look at both sides of the paper.

There are letters written on it with beautiful and classical- looking handwriting.

"To Ranpo,

To show gratitude for the fun and for letting me choose your appearance, I give you this bag as a present. Be grateful for it and use it well.

From your beloved god.

P.S. the bag's name is infinite bag, and it works as the name suggests. "

A present from the god, huh? This is the only good and useful thing you give me.

I put the letter back into the back.

"Let's start the business," I mutter as I roll the sleeves of the white shirt I am wearing.

Picking up the broken glasses is very dangerous , and I do not recommend doing it without gloves. Especially with a pair of soft and tiny hands like me.

But there is no help for it.

I picks up the mirror parts that are being attached to the silver frame carefully and patiently one by one and put them into the bag, which I placed near me on the ground.

"This much is enough,"

What the god said is true. Even though I put all the broken glasses into the bag, it does not seem like it is full. The appearance is just like before, not too full nor too empty-looking.

"Well, now all I need to do is to search for a place to sell this."

Even if the era or the world is not the same. The valuable things are always valuable. Gold, silver, diamond, etc.. their values might differ from era to era, but they always hold a certain price.

I walked toward the east direction from where I was standing before. All I can see is the green land filled with grasses. No, a single tree sticking out can be seen except for that one tree I was standing under.

The breeze blows diligently from time to time to cool down the heat and exhaustion I am feeling. The dancing grasses around me are romantic with each other. The time has passed from the bright and sunny afternoon to the red and lonely evening without me noticing, and the sunlight has become fainter.

My stomach feels empty and demanding food violently, and the dry throat and lips are quietly rioting for water. My legs are screaming in pain and exhaustion.

"Huff-huff"

How much did I walk. No, a single living soul can be seen just yet.

Fuck, I got reincernated today and am going to die today just like this?

My thoughts are flooding chaotically in my head. I feel dizzy and my legs feel weak. Before I know it, I am already lying on the bed of grasses.

But I am concious.

"Hey, a girl is lying on the ground, let's see it"

"Ehh, but, sis, what if it is a dangerous person?"

"But we can't just leave a girl lying on the ground alone at night"

"But.."

"No but. Carry her from that side. We will bring her to our house"

"..."

I can hear a voice of a girl and a boy arguing each other. They are standing near me, looking down at a lying person. I can't see their faces clearly.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The girl's voice. Are you talking to me?

"Hey!! hey!!"

With the desperate voice of the girl flowing into my ears, my conciousness departs me.