"This is not a slice-of-life. It's a slice-of-death" that’s what some pulpy B-movie review might proclaim. Now, let us plunge into the tangled tapestry of Eiji’s existence, a quintessential post-pandemic soul, dissecting his despair with the precision of a jaded scholar—as one does in these bl...

Just a one shot, not much to say about it. Enjoy, if that word suits it.

A snow scene written during a hospital stay. (Being here is boring, folks)

A single chapter one-shot. Why? Who knows. Enjoy, or not, I just wrote this and that's it.