The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

Kazama Kaoru made no attempt to hide his contempt for his system. He had no idea where this damn system got its information, yet it knew so much about the most popular romance novels and Japanese dramas. If it hadn't accidentally revealed itself during one of their banter sessions, he would still be completely in the dark.

Having a system that loves watching soap operas and reading Mary Sue novels is truly exhausting for Kaoru Kazama.

Chapter 84 The Ultimate Goal of a Cross-Dressing Master

Shaking his head to banish the bizarre thought, Kaoru Kazama continued striding towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, it was already 9:30, which was about an hour and a half late for his scheduled start time.

Fortunately, Kaoru Kazama was away on official business this time, and it wasn't his turn to be on duty, so he wasn't going to be punished.

Upon entering, one is immediately met with a destructive glare from Miwako Sato. For such a workaholic, Kaoru Kazama's lazy attitude and inconsistent work ethic are probably unbearable.

"Xiao Xun, can't you come a little earlier next time?"

Sato frowned. She really couldn't physically correct her best friend's lazy and irresponsible behavior. Every time, she would smile and nod, acting like she was easy to talk to, but in reality, she would just let it go in one ear and out the other.

"With your lazy nature, you really need to find a capable boyfriend to keep you in check."

Sato looked at Kazama with a sense of disappointment, as if she were some kind of middle-aged woman. After all, Sato was only twenty-five years old this year, and she used to be known as the youngest police inspector in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. However, this record was broken after Kazama appeared.

"Alright, alright, Sato, you should take a break too. You always seem like my mom. By the way, have Inspector Megure and the others still not returned?"

Kazama Kaoru skillfully changed the subject, successfully diverting Sato's attention elsewhere.

"Inspector Megure, I heard he had taken on a case, so he went out before you arrived. Did you think you were early? I heard Inspector Megure was on the same helicopter as you, so why were you almost a month late?"

"Officer Kazama Kaoru, could you explain the reason?"

Actually, Sato was so angry not just because Kazama was late. Yesterday, Kazama had gone on vacation with Ran and the others to Sonoko Suzuki's family's villa. She had a ton of reports to write beforehand, but Kazama had gone out and seen a lot of monsters and ghosts, leaving Sato Miwako to suffer in the office writing reports. Of course, she was unhappy about it.

"Alright, Miwako, I'll treat you to a nice meal, okay? I'll cook your favorite Mapo Tofu for lunch today, alright?"

Kazama Kaoru has suspected more than once that Sato is actually a fake Japanese person, because the taste of Japanese food is relatively mild, but Sato is not only hot in personality, but also in taste.

Kazama Kaoru knew perfectly well that he loved all the famous Sichuan dishes, such as chopped chili fish head, boiled fish, and Mapo tofu, and that this was his trump card against Sato.

"Fine, you wouldn't listen anyway, so I'll let it slide this time. Just be more careful next time, okay?"

"Also, remember to add more chili peppers, make it spicier than last time."

Only then will it work.

The first sentence was quite serious, but then it shifted to food, so Sato's foodie nature is quite cute. Kazama Kaoru doesn't want to let that dull-witted idiot Takagi have it.

Time flies, especially during the time spent slacking off at work. Kazama Kaoru arrived at 9:30, but after writing a few reports, going to the restroom, and skipping the time spent daydreaming, the clock on the wall slowly pointed to twelve o'clock, and it was time for lunch.

Kaoru Kazama continued her nanny work, going into the small break room to prepare the scraps for making Mapo Tofu. With her skillful knife work, she had chopped the scallions, ginger, and garlic in just a few minutes. Although it was quite noisy while chopping, it was essential for making the delicious Mapo Tofu.

Next, the tofu is cut into small cubes of similar size. This is also a test of knife skills, and it affects the overall flavor of Mapo Tofu, not just its appearance.

To complement the tenderness of the tofu, a small amount of minced beef is added, allowing the chewiness of the beef to harmonize with the smoothness of the tofu, thus highlighting the multi-layered texture of Mapo Tofu.

Sato had already cooked the meal, which was always her job, including washing the dishes afterward. You see, although our Miss Sato wasn't a pampered rich heiress, she never did housework at home.

Kaoru Kazama really should feel proud and honored, but at this moment he was also immersed in the joy of cooking.

Humans should always have some pursuit in life. Now that we've passed the stage of struggling to make ends meet, we should strive for our material enjoyment. Eating is the most ordinary and common thing.

However, even the wealthiest businessmen may not be able to enjoy this seemingly simple pleasure. They may have already ruined their stomachs during business entertainment and have many dietary restrictions that prevent them from enjoying delicious food.

"Alright, Sato, your favorite Mapo Tofu is ready. Come and eat!"

Even before the food was cooked, the aroma filled the entire Metropolitan Police Department. Someone who didn't know better might mistake it for a restaurant.

The aroma that filled the air was so enticing that even a bowl of rice could make you eat several more mouthfuls, which whetted the appetites of the middle-aged police officers as well.

Mapo tofu is all about the spicy, crispy, tender, and fresh flavors. The bright red color of the tofu against the white skin is so appealing that it makes your mouth water. Sato was already drooling, looking every bit the little foodie.

"Let's get started!"

Before eating, one must put their hands together in a gesture of respect for the food and gratitude to God. However, every time Kaoru Kazama does this, it gives the impression that she has become a nun.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Kaoru Kazama smiled faintly as she watched Sato, who ate with a seemingly ladylike demeanor but whose eating speed was anything but slow, with a lot of sauce stuck to the corners of her mouth, making her look rather comical.

If those older men saw this, they would be shocked. That's why Sato never lets them come in to try. Although she doesn't care much about the title of "Metropolitan Police Department Flower," she still has the necessary modesty of a girl.

"Mmm, it's delicious, incredibly delicious! Whoever marries you is incredibly lucky. No, you shouldn't get married. You should just keep cooking for me like this. What will you do if you can't eat such delicious food anymore?"

As Sato ate, he muttered to himself, completely oblivious to the yuri tendencies he was revealing.

Kazama Kaoru was used to it. When he was having a good time eating, he would usually speak without restraint, and he had said even more explicit things before. If Aunt Sato knew, she would probably strangle Sato Miwako dozens of times.

However, from the perspective of a cross-dressing man, having women fascinated by him is something to be proud of. It means that his beauty has reached the point of appealing to both men and women, which is much more impressive than captivating only women or men.

It's important to know that appealing to both men and women is the ultimate goal for cross-dressing men.

Chapter 85 The Purpose of Watching the Evening News

"Little White, lie down."

The white cat in front of him just flicked its tail after hearing Kazama Kaoru's words, acting as if it didn't care, which made the pretentious Kazama Kaoru sitting there extremely embarrassed.

"Hey Xiaobai, can't you at least give me some face? I'm your cat owner, after all."

Kazama Kaoru tried to instill concepts in Shiro from a human perspective, but unfortunately, cats don't understand human language, and even if they did, Kazama Kaoru's boring ramblings would just go in one ear and out the other.

Perhaps it was Kazama Kaoru's gaze that moved it, or perhaps it realized that it wouldn't be good to disrespect its owner. After four or five minutes, Shiro reluctantly climbed onto Kazama Kaoru's lap, and he was finally able to begin his daily cat-petting activity.

"No wonder so many people want to be cat owners. With your awful tempers, if it weren't for the activity of petting cats, you would probably all be homeless."

While cuddling and petting the cat, Kaoru Kazama kept talking. Actually, sometimes those pets are quite pitiful, because when you're alone with your pets, you usually impart many things that you can't tell people.

"Oh right, we're out of cat food. I completely forgot. I'll take you to buy some later."

To be honest, having come to an island nation that's been around for so long, Kazama Kaoru still has quite a few grievances. Those familiar anime haven't been released yet, and the current art style is rather fierce, which is hard for him to accept, as he's used to exquisite art styles.

Smartphones weren't as widespread as they are today, and they didn't have many functions. Even though his phone was imported from the United States, it couldn't do much in an era when 3G networks weren't even available.

All I can do every day is watch Japanese dramas or go out to enjoy some food, while praying that I don't run into Conan, otherwise I probably won't have a good appetite for the meal.

It was alright before, but ever since I moved to the opposite side of the Mouri Detective Agency, the probability of running into Conan has increased dramatically. From this, we can infer just how high the abnormal death rate is in the Beika area.

If a report on relevant factors were compiled, it would be estimated that restricting Conan's free movement would be the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's top priority.

"Let's go downstairs and look at the pretty girls."

As Kaoru Kazama opened the door, she turned around and spoke to Shiro, who was sitting on the sofa, seemingly engrossed in watching a Japanese drama.

This was Xiaobai's killer move. As soon as he heard that he was going to see a pretty girl, he jumped off the sofa and walked to the door in a few steps.

I really don't understand why this female cat likes young ladies so much. Could it be that the owner's sexual orientation affects how much they love their pets? Kazama Kaoru thinks this is a question worth exploring.

There is a difference between four legs and two legs. Even though Shiro's four legs combined are not as long as Kazama Kaoru's one leg, he can leap down several floors at a time, and Kazama Kaoru simply cannot keep up.

"Little White, you idiot, slow down, okay? You're in such a hurry to meet a pretty girl, and you're supposed to be a female cat."

Kazama Kaoru said with exasperation, though of course he didn't expect the guy to understand.

"Is it Xiaoxun? Are you buying cat food for Xiaobai again?"

As soon as we arrived at the pet store, Xiaobai, this overly friendly fellow, jumped right onto the counter and then rushed into the arms of the young lady from the day before yesterday, almost startling her.

Kaoru Kazama stared at Shiro for a while, seemingly jealous but actually just jealous, before finally managing to greet the receptionist.

"Yes, it's because it usually eats a lot. Now we're out of cat food again, the same brand as before. Thank you for your help, Lily."

After finishing her sentence, Kaoru Kazama felt a little strange. Was she somehow destined to be involved with yuri today? Was this some kind of inextricable bond?

"No problem, please wait a moment. The cat food that Xiaobai likes is a little further inside."

After saying that, Sayuri picked up Shiro and went inside to find cat food, leaving Kazama Kaoru alone, bewildered in the wind. To be honest, he always wondered if he was the receptionist at this point. Shiro always rushed into the girl's arms, making him extremely embarrassed.

"Alright, that's three thousand five hundred yen in total."

Before long, the person and the cat came out. Seeing how reluctant Shiro was to leave when paying the bill, Kazama Kaoru even thought about just leaving the cat there. Having such a spendthrift cat was truly her misfortune.

"Hello, sir, what would you like to order?"

Just as Kaoru Kazama pushed open the glass door, a man walked in. He was an elderly man who looked like a scholar, with a small mustache, a receding hairline, and wearing a formal suit. He seemed to be living a very comfortable life.

"This person looks so familiar. Could he be a criminal too?"

Kaoru Kazama has some doubts about his memories. Although the system gave him plot memories, he will not recognize the culprit before the case occurs. This is to prevent him from disrupting the balance of the Conan world. If all crimes are nipped in the bud, it will cause a lot of trouble.

The first problem to face is that Kaoru Kazama will likely have to find a new job after being laid off. Since there are no more crimes, there is no need for police anymore.

Although I often complain about this job, the salary is still pretty good, and I live quite comfortably in Tokyo, a city with a high cost of living. I really can't imagine what it would be like to have another job.

"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. There are so many episodes of Detective Conan. If you count them all, there are probably half of Tokyo's worth of people who have appeared. It's normal to see a few familiar faces."

He was good at comforting himself and never worried about the future. This was probably one of the reasons why the system chose him as its host. If it had found a serious person, he might have committed suicide on the first day he met the system. Not everyone can accept the identity of a cross-dressing master.

In this respect, Kaoru Kazama's ability to accept and adapt is quite amazing. At least so far, he has not experienced any adverse reactions. He lives a carefree life and does not take his male dignity seriously at all.

When Kaoru Kazama returned home and turned on the TV to watch the evening news as usual, he discovered that a major gunpowder loss had occurred. A large amount of gunpowder, mostly used to make high explosives, had been lost from the Toyo gunpowder depot, posing a significant danger.

Shortly after seeing the message, he received a call from the Metropolitan Police Department, asking Kaoru Kazama to come over and work overtime.

Helpless, he put the lively cat in his arms on the sofa, turned on the TV, and went out to the Metropolitan Police Department.

When he saw that message, he was already mentally prepared to work overtime. So, the purpose of him paying attention to the evening news was simply to keep track of important events so that he wouldn't be caught off guard when he received a notice to work overtime.

After all, in Conan's world with its extremely high crime rate, most unexpected events are criminal incidents, and nine times out of ten, Kazama Kaoru has to go back to work overtime.

There's nothing we can do about it; their First Investigation Division has such a vast jurisdiction that it basically covers all criminal cases.

In this respect, he would like to follow Inspector Nakamori from the Third Investigation Division. That guy is always chasing after Kaito Kid and doesn't do anything else.

Ironically, the equipment and police force keep getting better and better. I really don't know what the higher-ups at the Metropolitan Police Department are thinking. It's like they're really falling for Kaito Kid's clumsy provocation tactics.

Chapter 86 A thug isn't scary, what's scary is a thug with culture.

"Xiao Xun, you've come at the right time. Come with me to the Toyo Gunpowder Depot. There's been a gunpowder theft there, and it's a high-tech intrusion case. The Toyo Gunpowder Depot uses the most advanced smart electronic lock in all of Japan, and it's absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to open it."

Kaoru Kazama had just arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department when Officer Sato grabbed him and rushed him to the parking lot. He hadn't even had a sip of water yet.

"Really? There's no need to be in such a hurry. We can sit down and analyze the criminal's motives and possible suspects first."

Kazama Kaoru would much rather sit in the office and be a couch potato. Sometimes he thinks that he's already a police inspector and he still has to run around outside all day instead of sitting in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers. No matter how you look at it, it's a miserable thing.