Ryotsu's schemes are fundamentally doomed from conception, and the comedy lives in watching him commit fully to the impossible anyway. Every episode is a self-contained collapse that teaches you nothing because he never learns, which somehow makes each failure feel earned instead of repetitive. The show builds a whole precinct around one broke cop's desperation, and by episode fifty you realize you're not laughing at the chaos, you're watching a man in perfect stasis, forever broke, forever scheming, forever caught.
Ryoutsu works as a cop in a small Tokyo precinct, but his meager salary leaves him perpetually broke. Rather than accept his modest circumstances, he constantly cooks up harebrained schemes to pad his wallet: selling fake goods, entering ridiculous contests, or renting out station space to the highest bidder. Each plan starts with genuine optimism and collapses into spectacular failure, usually landing him in hot water with his perpetually exasperated commanding officer. What keeps the show moving isn't any overarching plot but the rhythm of Ryoutsu's delusion meeting reality. He's convinced each new idea will be the one that finally breaks him free from poverty. They never are. Meanwhile, his coworkers, the neighborhood characters, and basically everyone around him get dragged along for the ride, suffering the consequences of his endless optimism. The humor comes from watching someone who is genuinely likeable despite being a disaster. His schemes aren't mean-spirited, just absurd. Over 344 episodes, Kochikame becomes less about plot and more about spending time with a character whose biggest enemy is always himself.