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Edgar Allan Poe. An American in Japan. A social outcast, someone who didn't fit in with the Japanese kids and spent his days in a room, writing poetry.

He barely even knew his way around the city of Yokohama, and he was starting school already.

It was no surprise that he ended up in the wrong school at first, which was massively embarrassing, and had to walk all the way to Yokohama Academy.

And now, it was his first day in his new school- Yokohama Acadamy. Poe was figiting in his chair, when someone burst through the classroom door- 15 minutes into history lesson.

It turns out that someone would be in his head for a long, long time.

Ranpo Edogawa...