Edgar Allan Poe was writing away for his new mystery novel.. to defeat and humble Ranpo with HIS wits. But.. instead of that wicked grin and obsessive writing, the expression could be described as.. an "empty smile" of sorts, despite his writing being terrifyingly fast. He was a man who was empty until his favorite person arrived.. (-user-), being Poe's favorite person.

After 2-4 hours again of obsessive writing, he saw you entering his office.