What's wrong with a novelist opening multiple pseudonyms?

96-97: Death Corollary

Chapter 96 Chapter 96

Matsumoto Seicho slept comfortably after returning to Tokyo.

The weather in Japan is really good. Mid-spring has just ended and early summer has emerged. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom this season, and the climate is just right. Whether going out for a walk or staying at home in a daze, it is a very pleasant and comfortable choice.

This also led to Seicho's current state of mind being extremely peaceful, with a sense of relaxation after returning home after a winter trip.

This time can hardly be considered as a collection of materials, but more like an unrecorded adventure, interspersed in history and then withdrawing.

Although some accidents happened when sending Fyodor away.

Feijia, the usually silent kid, took a big gamble and wanted to drag himself out. At the moment of contact, Oleg's age was rapidly decreasing, the power was comparable to eight hundred fires, five thousand times of being stabbed, the feeling of "death" continued, and he was rejected and rejected countless times.

This person's ability should really belong to the category of causality, so terrifying.

But Fyodor finally gave up, should he give up? Oleg didn't see his last expression.

It didn't make any difference to Oleg whether he stayed there for a few more years to waste his time or accepted death calmly. Then he thought of a blind spot.

If he returned to his original body directly, this pen name would also disappear from the world. Would that be considered "death"?

There was no way to find any support in the world, so in principle, the state of "Gulag" could not be truly determined.

He tried a little and returned to Matsumoto Seicho's body.

His guess was correct. The Gulag was still there, but it was not there either.

While sorting out the materials at his desk, he began to think about his next plan.

Oleg's pen name could not be used for the time being. Before finding another way, the "Schrödinger's death" state could not be lifted. As soon as Oleg appeared in this world, the Gulag would reappear.

And even if he picked up this pen name, it would not be worth it. At most, he had seven years left to live, and these seven years had to be discounted. After degenerating into a three or four-year-old child, he could only walk unsteadily. What could he do?

So Matsumoto Seicho had to seriously retreat and think about what he had to write to prepare for the next interview.

This was not difficult for Seicho, just writing a short mystery story was enough.

After receiving his manuscript, Zenin Kenichi was silent for a long time, and asked him about his well-being in a tactful way, saying something like "Teacher, you are still young, there is no need to push yourself so hard, you can write slowly."

Seicho was so scared that he sent the manuscript to Edogawa Ranpo, who had returned to the Armed Detective Agency, overnight, and asked him if his level had regressed to the level of kindergarten.