"Memoirs of D-Class Personnel"

1437, a hole leading somewhere else.

I walked outside and looked again and again, and from the size I associated it with this storage object.

Not sure, let’s take a look.

"If we go in... can we get out?" I was a little confused and turned to look at Alice: "Why don't you go in and take a look?"

I am not suggesting this casually. Alice is a person with a thinking ability, and may even be able to communicate with her master's consciousness. She is indeed a good character for exploring the other world. Even if she can't come back, Dazai can forcibly eliminate her by touching the person with a special ability, and the person with a special ability can just summon her again.

As for the specific situation, I can also discuss it with the middle-aged man - he should be the owner of the special ability.

Alice took a step back, her hair looking blown up. "It's so dark, where does it lead to?"

She didn't refuse directly, but it seemed that her whole body was expressing resistance.

"How did the desert cave end up here? Isn't it said that the containment object is just a setting in the novel?" The girl behaved very much in accordance with her age. She was shocked by this and asked in a chattering manner, puffing up her cheeks and complaining: "Or we should just memorize the novel first. I still can't understand anything."

She is indeed very cute. I have the patience to answer the first question, but I'd better forget about the second suggestion.

I felt that the memoir was endless. Writing it was like chewing a piece of gum again. I wrote it completely according to my fingertips, aiming to reproduce the past. There was no room for my own processing. It was like copying. So when I found that the containment object had appeared, I was actually relieved.

Life will find a way on its own, I sincerely thought.

The purpose of writing this novel is to understand what happened in the past. I have read many stories, but I can't tell which ones are true and which ones are jokes. As a prison warden, I don't even know the criminals I have imprisoned. It is really heartbreaking and makes people cry.

The people at the foundation never told me these things, nor did they let me see any images of these objects. They just made one monster after another as a joke. I really thought they were just collecting some anecdotes and doing a group creation, but they turned out to be true in the end, making me feel like a tool.

The truth is always told in a joking way. I understand the fate of being excluded (tears)

Under the influence of the suicide note, I see reality and unreality. I do not suffer the suffering of the inmates, but I watch their fun.

As for why it was materialized - probably because the "Suicide Note" is still being materialized, and the newly written story is projected into reality, just like when a floodgate is opened, I wrote about the foundation, and then everything about the foundation poured out, and the imprisoned prisoners returned to the world.

I thought my special ability was interesting enough, but I was afraid that it would be too similar to some classic and weird things so I didn't want to repeat them. Unexpectedly, things turned out differently and I got everything I wanted in a different way.

I took Alice's hand.

"Oh, what are you writing about? I won't write anymore." I said confidently, "A mature article will learn to write on its own. Let's go enjoy the moon."

I took her and jumped into the black hole.

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Write it down for me!

Kunitagi broke the pen in his hand. Even Ranpo Edogawa, who had thought he had arranged everything well and was eating snacks, spit out a mouthful of soda. It seemed that the great detective definitely did not expect this.

"W-what!" Edogawa Ranpo jumped up and said, "This is too arbitrary and irresponsible! Mature adults, please respect your profession!!"

The editor who was believed to have had "fifth-kind contact" with the author (humans contacting extraterrestrial civilizations through friendly messages) looked guilty, as if the responsible author had been scolded.

"Such a talented writer can't write in one go!" He couldn't help but defend her, "The teacher sometimes feels too tired when writing, so he needs to be rationalized--"

The editor who was punched chose to grow mushrooms in a corner.

"It seems that no matter what kind of existence one is..." Dazai Osamu said, "When one becomes a writer, he or she will have the same fantasy - wait!"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

There was a rustling sound coming from the monitor in the doll that Dazai Osamu gave away.

The sound of the pen rubbing against the manuscript paper was immediately recognized by the person who reconstructed the content by listening to the sound. Or rather, it was the next content of the novel.

However, Mori Ougai, who still sympathized with Alice, changed his expression.

He saw people who were already dead.

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"Excuse me, do you know where the bottomless hole appears?"

After walking around, I asked expressionlessly.

Ask, ask, but he remains silent.

Damn it, why on earth did I come to this parallel world where nothing is abnormal. I am so stupid, really, the actor next door was playing himself in "▇▇▇ Escape", but I accidentally entered another set because of my excessive curiosity.

I only know that the other side is a parallel world, but isn't this too normal? The five buildings are still standing! There is no "devil" and no foundation controller called "Our Masters Above". I just traveled alone, and it was a one-way ticket.

"A black hole?"

A man with rusty red hair paused for a moment and replied, "I haven't seen it recently."

How about I write a foundation now? But I have a feeling that it won't be as easy as just throwing down the pen just now. I may have to write out all the settings myself. After all, the foundation no longer exists in your material library. But I didn't forget the settings of the foundation, which is really fortunate.

“But it is said that there is a backflow of seawater at the port. If it is a black hole, it can be explained.” The middle-aged man with stubble suddenly added.

"Is that so... Could you please take me to have a look?"

I was thinking about how to convince him, but I heard him directly agree: "Okay."

"Good man! You are a good man!"

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"I'm a horror writer. I saw a big black hole and went in with the idea of ​​getting some material. I didn't expect to end up in another world."

When we talked on the road, I told him about my miserable situation in a very depressed tone. He felt sympathetic after hearing it: "That is indeed worrying."

"But you're a writer." He looked a little embarrassed: "Come to think of it, I'm also writing my own novel."

"Please tell me your name, I will visit you when I have the chance!" I said very tactfully, even though it was in a parallel world.

"Oda Sakunosuke," he said.

Then he asked my name quite reasonably.

As for me, everyone in the foundation calls me a genius novelist, but I am very self-aware of my level of writing one book after another, and I strongly request that everyone call me something else.

Everyone says that the "c" in containment is taken from the second letter of the foundation's abbreviation. The first person who called me this, Dr. ▇▇▇, called himself "P".

"Where's s? Where's s?" I asked.

"I'll form the head!" The manager grabbed both of us by the neck, and then we all started laughing.

It is indeed a memory worth cherishing.

The containment is no longer there, where have Dr. ▇▇▇ and the administrator gone?

,I."

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"Xi...Xixi?"

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Anyway, I was sent to the edge of the backflowing sea water.

The source was surrounded by official personnel, but it seemed that Oda Sakunosuke knew them and was able to get to the border.

"If you get any closer, you will be carried away by the seawater and you won't be able to pull yourself out." An official said seriously: "This phenomenon is very strange. We don't know where the seawater is going."

"It's a hole, a hole leading to a parallel world."

I didn't go into detail, but I promised that the problem would go away after I left. A hole that sucked everything out appeared in the port - not to mention the seawater problem, even if it was a trade terminal, it would be a big problem if the ships were stuck not far away.

It was incredibly smooth, but I didn't think about what happened in between. I was used to accepting the results directly.

"Then I'll leave first." I waved to Oda Sakunosuke, and before disappearing into the inner world, I said to him, "I'll read your book in the parallel world!"

In the inner world, not far away is a deep valley with a black hole with a diameter of three meters.

I grabbed Alice, who was invisible from beginning to end, and jumped into the hole again.

Damn it, next time remember to watch the important and exciting things first, pay attention to the priorities!

Hong Kong Mafia Building.

Dazai Osamu put away the book and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally sent him away, Your Excellency the Prison Warden."

"Leave peacefully, the best outcome."

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After Edogawa Ranpoji spit out the soda in a very embarrassing way, he was backstabbed by the snacks again.

After eating all his snacks, an orange-yellow translucent slime jumped on him, hugged him with both hands (?) and rubbed his face vigorously. Although he quickly judged that this containment object was not a threat, but——

“Hahaha, hahahaha——” Amidst the exclamations of “Ranpo”, Edogawa Ranpo, whose numbness was touched, burst out laughing: “Hurry up and take this jelly——hahaha——off Ranpo-sama, hahaha——”

"Puchi." After this episode was finally resolved, everyone realized what they had been holding back and laughed. Their hearts, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed a little.

Sakaguchi Ango rolled his glasses and said, "It seems that they are not all dangerous. Perhaps we can make use of these safer creatures."

"To drive away the wolf and devour the tiger, to fight poison with poison." Dazai Osamu agreed.

At this time, Mori Ogai began to report Alice's experience. Dazai Osamu, who was browsing the collection of objects that had been found so far, suddenly stopped and his face became extremely ugly.

He heard from Mori Gugai a name that Mori Gugai was not qualified to say - Odasaku.