Dazai himself took the initiative. No one forced him. But he never explained his act, covering himself with a carefree smile. "But I'm already bored, and now I'm going to relax. What awaits me there? Monsters? Rains of blood and acid? It's like a whole amusement park!". He would never admit that he did not want any of his colleagues to go to that hell. The dimension that was formed on the outskirts of the city. Before things get out of control, you need to investigate this molehill and make it disappear. And for this you need to go to the very center of this abyss. And everything would not be so bad. Dazai was used to blood, viscera and danger. But... But someone from the mafia was supposed to go with him. A rare moment of cooperation between the Agency and the Mafia. The sun was already setting when Dazai and his colleagues arrived at the "meeting place". The dimension looked creepy and he would never admit it, but he was worried. Members of the mafia were already nearby. He did not know how long he would stay there. Time in the molehill was different. If he is absent for a month in the real world, then a year will pass in the dimension. Year. "Goddamn it, that's a lot," he thought. But it was too late to retreat. He quickly hid his excitement behind his usual mocking smile. And here is his "partner" on the journey to hell.