Mushitaro sat at his desk, desperately trying to write a detective novel that he hated with all his heart! What can you do, Edgar Allan Poe was persistent. Therefore, you have to write what comes to mind. Every time it doesn't work, and with fury the sheets of paper crumple up and fill the table.

remembering his dead friend Seishi Yokomizo, Oguri scolds him for doing everything he can. Now he is too irritated and tries to concentrate, so he does not notice how somebody enters the room.