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Friday, February 12th

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Hey there! To all the first timers, nice to meet you.

For everyone else, it's been a week! Long time no see!

I'm your streamer, Myu!

Thank you for watching "Myu's Nicco Nico Live Fortune Telling" again today!

I'm super happy!

Since you took your time to drop by, please enjoy the show!

LICK LICK LICK LICK

Just because you're puppies doesn't mean you can lick so much!

Anyways, this show is where I, Myu, a self-proclaimed fortune teller,

openly tells fortunes of others on live stream.

I take the liberty of calling all of you "distressed puppies" on the show,

Waiting for distressed puppies seeking counsel!

Myu's Nicco Nico Live Fortune Telling

so please take heed of that.

Anyways, are we all ready?

This is Myu's number.

Now then, let's be eager here. Who's the first distressed puppy for today?

Private Number

All right, I've decided!

And a push!

Hello? Hi there!

Please tell me your name.

I-It doesn't matter what my name is, right?

How much are you getting paid from the site admins?

Wh-What?

You're getting paid money, right?

No, you're paying them, aren't you?

Everyone who's sought advice until now are all f-fakes, aren't they?

Hang up!

Well then...

About me 10 years from now...

Give me my fortune for how I'm doing ten years from now.

Ten years from now...

Right. Ten years from now. How I've ended up.

I'm scared.

Okay! Let's fortune-tell what you'll be like ten years from now!

I'm scared to tell fortunes.

"Let's fortune-tell," huh?

But I have to keep going.

Now you've said it.

That's what I must continue to do.

Open, Keter!

A 2026 calendar.

A beautiful office.

It seems like you're using a computer to do some work.

It's not a laptop or anything but a much bigger computer...

This is absolutely terrible! Now it's been proven that you're bogus.

You totally are bogus!

That's not even close to the level of a fortune-telling, you skank!

It's not bogus! I did see a proper vision!

Oh, I forgot to tell you, but I've got terminal cancer with one year left to live.

And you saw something ten years in the future for such a guy?

Of course not, you piece of crap!

So you were going to deceive me from the beginning?

Can you prove that you only have one year left to live?

What? You want to come meet me right now?

I'll show you my medical report.

And I'm so electrohypersensitive that I'm limited by the doctors.

Do you know what electrohypersensitivity is?

If you don't know, google it, you damn skank!

Daddy...

Hey, how do you feel right now?

How do you feel now that someone saw through your bogus ways?

Help me, Papa...

Was I wrong after all...

...Papa?

Monday, February 22nd

Moritsuka!

What was it like at the scene?

Division One over at headquarters kicked me out midway.

Tell us what the situation is like.

The victim is Isayuki Hashigami, 51 years old.

Professor at Seimei University School of Science and Engineering.

The scene is Professor Hashigami's laboratory.

Sixth floor of building 10 over there.

Estimated time of death is between 5 pm and 7 pm today.

Well, we don't know the cause of death yet.

You don't need that "well."

Oh, excuse me.

What do you mean, you don't know which?

Is that what the forensic experts are saying?

Apparently there were countless exterior wounds.

Maybe he was tortured or something.

Apparently, his legs were tied up.

The victim's trademark long hair was all ripped out, as well.

Oh, that's right.

There was one bloodstained knife left at the scene.

It was as if it was screaming, "This is the murder weapon!"

And any prints?

Apparently there are some prints on it.

Please ask the forensic experts for details.

Oh, and one more thing.

What? Don't put on airs like that.

The victim's tooth...

No way... I don't believe this!

Is that what you'd call a dying message?

Hey, you there! You stupid face there!

What are you panicking for? Get a grip, you idiot!

Wh-Who is it? Where are you?

Calm down!

I didn't do anything!

Jeez!

You don't have time to cry, you idiot! Look at your bag!

How long do you plan on staying there?

Do you realize that at this rate, you're sure to become one of the suspects?

What's this? Which station's show is it—

It's not a TV show!

Hey, I'm talking to you right there!

Nose dripping, to sink to the floor in front of a corpse and fretting about...

I mean you!

Who are you?

Wait, why are voices coming out of this thing? It's not normal at all!

You are about to be roped into a very dangerous case.

Did you frame me into a trap? Why are you doing—

Shut up!

This is partly due to your thoughtless actions, as well!

It's not that you're about to be roped into it...

You're here to become roped into it because you want to!

Don't yell at me, and give me a proper explanation!

We don't have time for that!

Anyway, I'm going to tell you something important right now, so listen up.

If you want to escape from there, obey the directions we give you. Got that?

Do you see that there's a toolbox underneath the desk?

D-Did you put it there?

Pull out a pair of pliers from it!

Hurry!

Pliers? For what?

I don't have to break the lock on the door to—

That's not it! You're going to pull out the professor's tooth!

A tooth?

You're going to pull out his tooth!

Y-You've got to be kidding me!

There's no way doing something like that will let me get away from here!

You're going to pull the left most tooth on the bottom!

You can't make a mistake there, okay?

Listen to me!

Do you still not realize the situation you've put yourself into right now?

You've already touched one of the murder weapons already!

I... I'm such an idiot!

Stop dillydallying! People will show up soon!

But... But... Pulling out a tooth... Something like that...

Something like that is impossible.

Just hurry up and do it! You don't have time left!

I don't have time? Just how much—

30 more seconds!

Th-Thirty seconds?

Hurry!

Dammit!

He's got a gold tooth in the back on the left side. Pull just that one out!

20 more seconds!

Hurry!

I know that!

10 more seconds!

Come out!

Five seconds!

They're here.

Hey...

Hey!

What's with this...

That's right, the gold tooth...

You're kidding me. Can this really be...

This is a key, right?

When was the victim's tooth pulled?

At the least, you can say for certain it was today.

That's right, there was one more suspicious thing.

This is purely from a personal investigation that I, Shun Moritsuka, did,

but there's a certain doujin manga out there.

What's that doujin manga thing?

Shinoyama-senpai, you don't know?

You're so behind the times!

Doujin is what you'd classify as "indies" for music.

Manga has nothing to do with this right now.

Or so you think!

But on the contrary, there is, though nobody realizes it right now.

When I heard about this case, it immediately dawned on me.

I guess it was something characteristic for otakus.

So was there a copy of this doujin manga at the scene?

No, that's not it. I'm talking about this.

It's an adult doujin targeted at women.

The author is a woman named Ririka Nishizono.

A scene in this book has a striking resemblance to the crime details for this case.

After a man stabs another man,

he takes the dead man's tooth with a knife as a memento

and lovingly takes it with him...

- Moritsuka... - Yes?

That really ruined the mood.

Out of the question.

Wait, what?

Jeez!

I gave them information equivalent to a huge scoop, too!

Weren't they taught as kids to listen to someone's story until the very end?

Agent Moritsuka.

Japanese is fine.

Agent Moritsuka here.

Is this line safe?

Don't underestimate an otaku. This is a perfectly scrambled signal.

It would be impossible for anyone to analyze this perfect algorithm.