Writing a Poem
"Sir, we're getting a call over a transmission."
When I see a break in my research and return to my office, I receive a call from the operator.
"Where is it coming from, for me?"
And the operator hesitates in answering my question.
"It’s from the 8th, 16th, and 22nd."
Those three areas are in a hostile relationship with each other.
"I don't want to answer that, but..."
"Do you want to ignore it?"
I would like to do that if possible
"...Contact the third section. Confidential communication."
"Confidential communication? I don't know the code."
It's past deeds that come in handy at times like this.
Top drawer of the desk
I peel off the piece of paper that was pasted on the back of it.
It's very nostalgic
It has deteriorated to the point where it looks like it will crumble into pieces at any moment.
"It’s 1594-3258-4521."
"Understood... Communication has been established."
The director of Section 3 is a s*xual pervert.
In order to satisfy that desire, I have prepared various presents for him.
-I've missed you, shut-in-
"You'll pay me back, won't you?"
-Is it the people around you?-
"Yes, please do something."
There is no room for internal disputes in this section.
I see things differently than them.
-That's right. Should I lure them in and carbonize them all with plasma?-
"How do you plan on luring them to the room with the plasma incineration function?"
-Do you think I'm an incompetent pervert?-
"I don't think you're incompetent. But you're a pervert."
-That's right... we succeeded in downsizing the plasma generator. It has not been revealed to other sections yet.
"What's the output?"
-It's about the size of a grenade and can completely burn down a typical bedroom. The output can completely carbonize five of the example monkey models-
"It's quite powerful. Well, it depends on how you can draw in a lot of people."
-See, that's where your everyday actions shine-
"Mine?"
-You probably say this every time you get an invitation from another section-
"We don't have time to fight among our allies. Dragons are gathering power in the sealed land. Huh?"
-That's right. All you have to do is tempt them with beautiful words, and words that will make me want to vomit. Of course everyone-
Pretending to be fun and inviting them to a friendly tea party
Take advantage of the gaps in those who are trying to keep each other in check and carbonize them.
He said so
"It's a beautiful thing and a beautiful phrase..."
-It was your weak point-
There was a time when poetry was popular when the commander-in-chief was still alive.
I reluctantly wrote this while invitating someone else.
And
"It's not a poem, it's a report."
-Your poem was praised that way-
He must be one of those who rate it that way.
-Well, do your best and write. Ghostwriting can be suspicious-
I never thought that I would have trouble writing at this age.
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