Special Kid Factory

Synopsis

I, well, I’m not sure if I should be the one saying this, but I’m ordinary. This “Special I,” who looks exactly like me, showed up at my house. But he isn’t some fake version of me. In fact, I’m the fake, and he’s the real one. I’m just his clone. I’m not me. I’m not me! Everything up until now has been for another “special me.” Yet I’ve taken it all for granted as if it were mine and simply enjoyed my life. “I am special,” says the “Special I.” “A detective. That’s what they’d call me back on Earth.” “I still have a lot to learn about this so-called ‘family love,’ but I’m sure I can figure it out. It should be easier than finding Earth.”