Anime Crossover: Chuunibyou Diaries Come True, Everyone's Gone Mad

[Not to mention Seishi Yokomizo, the author of "The Kindaichi Case Files," who finally had a non-supernatural character continue writing, only to die young?]

Higuchi Ichiyo revealed a wise look in his eyes.

Wow, my counterpart is amazing!

Then look at myself... uh...

ashamed!

Higuchi Ichiyo felt utterly ashamed.

Just then, Mori Ōgai returned to the Port Mafia.

Passing by the guerrilla building, I saw Higuchi Ichiyo and remained silent for a long time.

'It's the same whether you herd one sheep or two sheep, so let's just forget about it...'

He knew that if he continued to cause trouble, he would only get himself into more trouble.

The decision was made immediately to resign Higuchi Ichiyo!

"Higuchi-kun, Akutagawa-kun has left. Go do what you want to do. I look forward to the day when you're printed on banknotes!"

"This... Captain Akutagawa... how could he... not be able to do it!"

"trust yourself!"

"……I see!"

Mori Ougai breathed a sigh of relief after letting Higuchi Ichiyo escape...

Higuchi Ichiyo is not suited for the mafia; he had previously tried to persuade him to leave.

Just then, Ryunosuke Akutagawa left, and he also passed on this hot potato.

Otherwise, it would be bad if one day the public claimed that the Hong Kong mafia had hindered Higuchi Ichiyo's career.

"Is it because literary giant Akutagawa admires Dazai Osamu that he is short-lived? I see. Dazai Osamu's counterpart is no good."

Mori Ōgai mocked Dazai Osamu, preparing to continue reading the gossip.

But upon seeing the next message, the smile immediately froze.

"Yumeno Kusaku?!"

Damn, it's the Port Mafia again!

The Port Mafia boss has lost his temper!

Several literary giants have been identified as having connections to the Hong Kong Triads.

If someone uses this as an excuse to claim that the Hong Kong Triads have hindered the development of those writers, they'll have nowhere to turn for help!

"Your Majesty, do you have a personal grudge against me, or do you simply look down on me?"

Mori Ougai, his face contorted with misery, thought of Yumeno Kyusaku, whom he had imprisoned in the basement, and then of Verlaine, the second landmine. He felt that his death was not far off.

...

Wow! Is this what writers from big cities are like?

“No, Kenji, I don’t think this has anything to do with big cities.”

Kunikida Doppo pushed up his glasses and gave his colleague Dazai Osamu, who was 'shortening his lifespan,' a complicated look.

"What's wrong, Kunikida-kun?"

Dazai Osamu looked back with a smile.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that Akutagawa-kun... I didn't expect him to have such a background."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, known for his ruthlessness and cruelty, is actually a literary giant in a parallel world, and a leading figure at that!

This is just too outrageous!

It's really unbelievable!

He almost thought he was seeing things!

If it weren't for the genius who said that, he would have already smashed him with a hammer!

But given that the person who said those words was truly a genius... all he could do was let out tears of envy that slowly streamed down his face.

...

Okay, okay, I won't say much about the 0.2mm neon light; overall, the impact is minimal.

[But what's with those guys from the not-so-ugly country?]

【Mark? Ц詯?穜襉碌夺饉毼騿駧/p>

Margaret Wong, who wrote only one novel, *Gone with the Wind*, is worthy of being ranked among the world's top ten female writers.

Edgar Allan Poe, the undisputed father of detective fiction, the universally acknowledged creator of the genre, a pioneer of science fiction, a master of horror, a forerunner of the short story, and arguably the greatest poet in the world… a multifaceted literary giant who influenced countless writers, including Conan Doyle, Baudelaire, and Jules Verne—all of whom surpassed him. Poe, however, was not. Do you agree?

[Edogawa Ranpo's name was a homonym of his idol Edgar Allan Poe's name. Consider their relationship; does it seem appropriate?]

Oh, I forgot one.

【John knows the jig i jiong?? ge yu? yao fang xiang? ￡?

[I wouldn't say anything if he didn't have any special abilities, but you actually made him not even human!]

Turn him into a raccoon!

[Awesome!]

082 There's no need for such provocation! The official statement from the not-so-ugly country that was targeted for blame.

"Brilliant!"

"Holy crap! Judging from this description, all the ability users in Guild must be big shots!"

What is Guild?

"It's an organization of superpowered individuals in a country that's not too ugly. The key point: they're super rich!"

"That's all in the past. I heard that Guild's boss went bankrupt."

"That's hard to say! With so many Guild members promoted at once this time, their reputation has been built up, and they might experience a resurgence because of it!"

"Has no one heard of Edgar Allan Poe? A giant in our country's detective world, absolutely amazing! I never knew the writer Edgar Allan Poe was so incredible!"

"It's a pity my superpowers aren't up to par... Yeah! Is the world's consciousness targeting our not-so-ugly country? The master said that Edgar Allan Poe is guaranteed to be a transcendent!"

"Pah! Pah! Pah! You can say the world consciousness is doing something wrong, but who do you think you are?"

"Ahhh! I'll slap myself! World Consciousness, please don't mind!"

...

"I... Pfft! Isn't John Carr the funniest one?"

"I'm laughing so hard I'm going crazy! Hahaha, he's so pitiful!"

"Guild members, relax a bit. At least you're still human!"

"No, don't you know? Edgar Allan Poe's pet was a raccoon named Carl!"

"Holy crap? Is this a collaboration between a senior and junior colleague?"

"What the hell is this, a collaboration between senior and junior colleagues! I'll cross John Carr, Amen..."

...

"Ka...Karl!"

Edgar Allan Poe cried out in alarm, dropping the raccoon he was holding as if it were something dirty.

"Squeak!"

The raccoon somersaulted in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

Then he straightened up, angrily protesting towards Edgar Allan Poe, and pretended to hit him.

"Ahhh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Mr. Carl! I didn't know!!"

Edgar Allan Poe apologized and then turned and ran away.

My heart is filled with tears.

Good luck!

My pet is actually a person!!!

"7" echoed in Edgar Allan Poe's mind. His face turned from pale to white, then from white to black, then from black to purple, looking as ugly as if he had eaten a giant intestine.

Nine-Turned Intestines, Aoli Gei Brand Intestines.

The original broth paired with the original sausage is so delicious that everyone who tries it says it's amazing!

Anyone familiar with Edgar Allan Poe can easily guess how devastated he is right now.

"puff--"

"What should I do? I suddenly thought of something happy."