super dangerous novelist

The reason why Eno Yukshin chose Mori Ogai was because he really knew each other very well.

Mori Ogai is an unscrupulous careerist.

This characteristic was most vividly reflected in the war two years ago.

On an unknown island that suddenly appeared in the Pacific Ocean, a military doctor and a girl with special abilities supported the seemingly indestructible "undead army".

Those poor soldiers rushed to the front line of the battlefield again and again, were pierced by bullets again and again, and were rescued by the girl's ability again and again when they were dying, and continued to repeat this hopeless cycle with no end in sight.

Compared with whether their bodies are healthy or not, their most serious problem should be their devastated hearts.

And he, Eno Yukino, as a technical professional, was not under his control because of his military rank of Takamori Ogai.

Although he himself doesn't know why he was given the title of "Chief Mechanic" by the Japanese military, it's just that he has the ability to do that in the few memories he retains.

The work content at that time was very simple. Dismantling, analyzing, and reassembling the ordnance would produce unexpected results.

Even though the whole process is repeated several times a day, Jiang Ye still finds it interesting.

Because that was the thing that attracted him the most after he went to the island, besides pondering the words.

Originally pulling the trigger can only open a hole in the body, but after reorganization, it can blow up a piece of it. Isn't this fascinating?

The task of the Mechanic is to continually create destructive thermal weapons with the goal of destruction.

Words, on the other hand, create.

And the reason why he obeyed the system to go to the Everdark Isle that suddenly appeared was the latter.

It was the island in the first short story he wrote in full.

At the same time, there are also ancient creatures with chaotic consciousness lurking in the deep sea that were perceived in a glimpse in the dream.

The first time he witnessed the things he wrote in the real world, Jiang Ye felt extremely excited. His heart seemed to beat so fast like that moment.

Since then he has discovered a path he never imagined, becoming a novelist.

Of course, before this idea took shape, the initial interest in text creation was earlier.

The beginning of memory - Europe.

But that's another story.

Eno put all his thoughts on his creative ideas at this stage, and his like-minded partner, Sakunosuke Oda.

As a killer, he gave up killing because of a book, just to write the ending of the book.

What a strange person.

Researching human beings is also something that creators often do.

"Oda." Eno Yukino put his chin on Oda Sakunosuke's shoulder from behind and said against the helmet, "You are someone who came out of a novel, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke slowed down his driving speed, lifted the windshield with one hand so that the other party could hear him, and said in a puzzled tone, "Why do you say that?"

"Isn't there a killer in the novel who washes his hands in a golden bowl? You don't kill people because of this. In other words, you are the person in the novel."

"There doesn't seem to be a causal connection, right? And I was first influenced by the novel to not kill people, isn't it?"

Jiang Ye: "No, Oda. There is no cause and effect in the world, and there is no time at all, so there is no such thing as you said."

Since the last discussion with Eno was confused by a series of unclear conclusions from the other party, when he heard such unclear words from the other party again, Oda Sakunosuke thought for a moment and decided not to struggle, "...Is this so? Why? Woolen cloth?"

"Isn't this obvious?" Eno made no exaggeration to complain, and then remembered that Mori Ogai told him that not everyone can communicate with him as seamlessly as Edogawa Ranpo, so he also treated Oda With more patience and tolerance.

"Time and cause and effect are the products of human beings based on their own rationality, they do not exist objectively, and time is an illusion of the human body."

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it, and finally found a breakthrough, "But it can't be said that it doesn't exist..."

Jiang Yexue gave him a strange look, let go of his arms, leaned back and stretched out, and the knitted sweater was blown by the wind, "Even daily life is not enough to prove cause and effect, like now, If I fell out of the car, what do you think would have caused it?"

"How do I know? But it's better for you to sit still." Oda Sakunosuke slowed down again.

However, Eno became even more excited. He stood up on both sides of the motorcycle, put his arms around Oda's neck, his black hair fluttered wantonly, and his golden eyes smiled intensely.

"Hahaha, that's right! Oda, there's no reason, I just think!"

"Stop making trouble, Jiang Ye, you're affecting my driving."

"Ah, I suddenly had an idea, but I couldn't catch it in a flash..."

"Go back and think about it."

"hold head high."

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night when we returned to the rental house. After Jiang Ye was distracted by his ignorant boss, he couldn't enter the creative state, and fell asleep after taking a shower.

After a dreamless night, after waking up, there was an extra newspaper next to the bed.

It was specially bought by Oda, and Eno Yukino's first contribution was published on it.

It's called "The Chair Man".

The protagonist is a lonely and gloomy man who turns into a chair during his work, and the retro shabby style is discarded as trash by the people in the office.

He first came to the piled up garbage dump, was eaten by passing reptiles and mice, and was finally picked up by someone.

It was a homeless man who lived in a slum.

After the man was picked up, he was wiped clean and used as a normal chair.

But then the weather got colder and colder. In order not to be frozen to death, the tramp saw off one of the legs of the man's chair to burn firewood.

When his saw blade cut through the chair leg, he found human blood and tissue in the cut...

——Chair people, living firewood.

In an inconspicuous corner of the newspaper, this line of words was written next to the title of the article, as well as the author's signature: ENO.

Jiang Ye lay on the bed with his chin propped on his side, comparing the rest of the content with his own article critically, and the editor's comment at the end of the article: cruel and absurd horror story, with confusing intentions and niche style, minors should watch carefully.

What, obviously when he showed the finished draft to Luanbu, the other party said he liked it very much.

Why does it become a niche style here?

It must be their problem!

Jiang Ye got up, took the newspaper and found Oda who had already prepared breakfast, "Oda, have you read the article."

"Ah."

"how do you feel?"

"It's very interesting. I can tell it's your style at a glance."

Jiang Ye blinked, expecting him to continue talking, but at the same time, his hands were still groping for the pockets of his coat.

Oda Sakunosuke reached out his hand before him, took out a pack of cigarettes that were half left and put them in his hand. He disagreed, "Eat, now is not the time to smoke, and if you smoke too much, your teeth will turn yellow."

"You are so strict, Oda." Eno curled his lips, then pinched the flesh on both sides of his mouth with his hands and pulled it out, revealing white and healthy teeth and pale pink gums, as if to prove to him that his teeth were not yellow.

"Look, it won't turn yellow!"

Oda Sakunosuke ignored his childish performance, "Then we have to eat first."

"Oh……"

After dinner, they were supposed to go out to work separately, but Eno was different from Oda, he was free to fish at will during working hours.

"Is the food at home gone, and the meat is also finished?" Jiang Ye Xuezhen opened the refrigerator and found that there was not much storage left.

"Then I'll buy some when I get back from get off work."

Jiang Ye shook his head: "No, the current salary is very difficult just to pay the rent. I just want to try the newly made fishing rod."

Oda Sakunosuke thought it was okay, "Then I'll wait for your results."

Turning around and getting ready to go out, after taking two steps, he realized that something was wrong, and then looked back at Jiang Ye who was holding a newly made silver-gray fishing rod, "Didn't you do it this time by dismantling the things at home?"

Because before that, every time Jiang Ye completed a new work, there would be something inexplicably missing at home.

I don't know if he has corrected it since he said it last time.

Jiang Yexue nodded obediently, "It's made of wool from the weaving tissue, don't worry, Oda."

"……That's good."

After Oda Sakunosuke left, Eno set off for the nearby river with his fishing rod and bucket.

When he came to the shore, Jiang Ye observed the lake for a few seconds before throwing the bait off the hook.

He held the rod in one hand, took out the cigarette case with his free hand, and shook it lightly twice to take out a cigarette.

He opened his beautiful mouth and took it in his mouth. After putting the cigarette case back, he fumbled for the lighter.

With a click, he lowered his head and took a puff on the flames. After lighting the cigarette, he put it back in his pocket, adding a touch of fun to the boring waiting.

Jiang Ye looks 15 or 6 years old, but behaves like a young man who has been immersed in society for many years.

In fact, even he himself doesn't know what year and month he was born in.

When I first remembered, he was already on the battlefield.

It's like a machine made for war, unaffected by the years.

But after thinking about it, the machine will also age due to disrepair, and even if it is repaired frequently, it will be replaced by a newer machine.

Sure enough, they are still human beings, rather special human beings.

Isn't there a special ability like Yosano Akiko who can revive dying people?

He's probably about the same.

As for the lack of signs of growing up all these years, doesn't it mean that he is forever young and forever 16 years old?

This kind of "talent" is not something that everyone can envy.

At this time, the accumulated soot fell, and the hand holding the fishing rod obviously felt something pulling the bait hook, which was quite heavy.

Jiang Ye felt the force, and his eyes widened a little.

Got it!

Unexpectedly, he would be able to gain something so soon, so Jiang Ye Xuezhen changed to holding the pole with both hands, and took a short breath before propping up the fishing pole easily.

The sound of rushing water immediately sounded, and with the struggle of the big fish, there were quite a few ripples and waves on the river surface.

With a sudden force in Jiang Ye's hand, the fishing rod was thrown high.

With a "shua", the huge and fat fish finally emerged from the water.

At that moment, Jiang Ye showed an extremely pleasant smile, and stretched out his hand to catch the big fish that was about to arrive.

But after seeing what it was, the smile on his face completely disappeared.

That's a wet one, not a big fat fish at all!

The newly made fishing rod is not only excellent in toughness, it will not break no matter how you pull it, and he has modified it to quickly shrink back to its original state, so once it is caught, he can smoothly catch the fish it catches.

But now, what is being held in his hand is the fragile neck of a black-haired boy. Messy water plants hang on the boy's head, mixed with water droplets, dripping down and hitting his hands.

The boy who was hooked by the bait hook on the neckline of his jacket had his eyes closed, but was suddenly pulled out of the river that was cut off from the air, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared completely.

He opened his mouth and coughed violently, and opened his closed eyes suspiciously.

Who interrupted his entry into the water?

So Jiang Ye Xuezhen saw the dark resentment and dissatisfaction in those kite-colored eyes.

Smelly brat, how dare he appear so arrogant in his fish pond(?) without authorization.

Jiang Ye pinched the boy's neck and pulled him closer, took a puff of cigarette at the same time, then exhaled viciously, spraying all the smoke on the boy's pale face like a water ghost.

The boy, who was already short of breath, coughed continuously because of his actions. He coughed his bloodless face into congested pale pink, and his eyes were soaked with physiological tears.

"Hey, you're going to be a fish."

Hearing what Jiang Ye said, the boy even grabbed him and shook him twice.

"……"Neuropathy.