[Outline in progress]
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[1]
Kazuma Fushihara is an independent writer who roams the streets and alleys of Beika Town. His hobby: writing novels. His job: writing novels.
His special talent: writing novels.
And... a 100% chance of stumbling upon a murder case in Beika Town.
Yes, he's just that lucky.
After settling in Beika Town a few years ago, Kazuma Fushihara has lost count of how many times he's been hauled to the police station as a murder suspect after calling in a crime out of the goodness of his heart. He can only manage a strained smile.
Add his socially anxious nature, which makes him avoid talking to people and look suspicious as hell, and Kazuma Fushihara is firmly stuck as one of the three suspects in every case.
But as long as there's life, there's gossip to be had!
Whenever a dispute breaks out, Kazuma Fushihara still dutifully rushes to the front lines to watch, his figure appearing in the streets and alleys of Beika Town.
As he puts it: gathering material.
In response, Shinichi Kudo, the savior of the Japanese police, has the same daily reaction:
Why is it you again?!
Why is it you, again?!
Kazuma Fushihara, why is it always you?!
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Kazuma Fushihara has a secret:
He can see the comments section on his novels.
Since he always submits his work directly to the magazine, which handles all the readers' letters, and he doesn't have a social media account...
Could this be a comments section made real by the resentful thoughts of readers he's driven crazy with his tragic endings?
Only he can see it, and it even wails and screams over the manuscripts he's just submitted. He doesn't even need to wait for the editors' reviews.
...And the royalties deposited into his account are somehow doubled.
The master of tragic endings, Kazuma Fushihara, gives a kindly smile.
Don't you just love tragic endings?
As long as the money's right, I'm game!
In his stories, an ordinary death god secretly investigates the disappearance of a friend, then gives a gentle, fleeting embrace to a junior on the day he leaves, never to return.
In his stories, a frail boy cuts a path through danger for his childhood friend, leaving his companion a resolute silhouette before being swallowed by demons and darkness.
In his stories, an unnamed sword fights an evil master to protect its companions. After falling into a rift in time and space, it gives them a relieved, liberating smile, then vanishes without a trace.
In his stories, an amnesiac experimental subject opens a path to safety for his companions, only to take a bullet straight to the chest just one step from freedom, disappearing into the darkness before dawn.
Kazuma Fushihara takes a small sip of sake. "Ahhh, that hit the spot!"
[3]
As a notorious failure at naming characters, Kazuma Fushihara habitually uses ■■■■■ as a stand-in for every protagonist's name.
One ordinary morning, Kazuma Fushihara woke up in an unfamiliar apartment and realized that something was wrong.
All his published works had vanished overnight from his bookshelf and his personal files.
It seemed that every tragic ending he'd ever written, along with every trait he'd given his protagonists, had been projected onto him.
Seeing all sorts of strange people suddenly appear in his life, looking at him with the wistful affection one might show the dead, socially anxious Kazuma Fushihara felt his scalp prickle.
I'm really not the person you remember! Don't come any closer, aaah!
2022.08.06 ver.1.0.
Theme: Equality, friendship, and mutual aid
The copywriting is so attractive to me, I'm just waiting for my wife to write it (well-behaved jpg)
The ground is cold and kisses my butt indifferently. It says: I am the bottom, you can call me the bottom of the pit. So I met a good friend, his name is Kengdi. We depend on each other. . .
It's been six months—it's so cold at the bottom of the pit
Hey, Death?! Real or fake?!