What is this about? [A novel planned to be a long story]

Do not seek the true meaning in this story. What I am about to write is about those addicts (some of the users on note) who do not know what they are talking about, and above all, it is a story that even the author does not know what it is about, as one can only say, 'What is this story about?'
In other words, it is an incomprehensible mystery caused by those addicts who are residents of the city of note.

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The shop was in an alleyway in the city of note. Bright and lively voices could be heard from it. In the smoking area under the eaves, several men were talking happily. The tavern 'Chimimoryo' (Monsters and Spirits).
A twisted name. Enomoto thought that first. Out of curiosity, he passed by the place, calling it a preliminary inspection to see what kind of people were there. Although he only took a quick peek, it seemed that various people, regardless of age or gender, were eating, drinking, and talking there. So, that is where those addicts are spreading.
According to what he heard from his boss, the owner of this shop had apparently been operating for about three years before this shop became prosperous. However, it is said that at that time, it was not particularly talked about, and there were no incidents.
Then, what on earth happened that caused the number of addicts to increase so much in the last few months? What comes to mind is drugs. Since Enomoto became involved in this case, he had been continuing his investigation with that in mind at all times.

'Enomoto-san, it seems that anonymous information about that case has come up again.'
His junior, Miyashita, is grinning. It's not like it's your achievement, is it? Enomoto restrained him, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his legs.
'So, what kind of information did you get?'
'Well, it seems they are using something called a tag.'
'A tag? What is that?' Enomoto asked with a suspicious look.
'Well, to put it simply, it's probably a password or some kind of sign to recognize their companions.'
'I see, so that tag has been identified this time. But what kind of tag is it?'
'It is—#WhatIsThisStoryAbout' Miyashita continued with a difficult look while crossing his arms. 'This phrase seems to be their tag.'
'What is this story about. you say?' Enomoto, like Miyashita, held his head. What on earth does this phrase mean? Enomoto could not understand the usefulness of that tag at all.

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The city of note. It is a city consisting of creators (producers) and viewers (readers) of various media (text, video, photos, illustrations, music, etc.). It has been 10 years since people started living in this city. Although troubles between residents occur from time to time, I think the public safety of the city as a whole is on the good side. However, there was also darkness that had not come to the surface.
The 'Find and Erase Division,' commonly known as 'Mikke,' to which Enomoto and his colleagues belong, was recently established to try to control that darkness.
There are probably not a few people who have read this book called Mikke in their childhood. Yes, just like in that book, they always find the target and the confirmation (evidence), and immediately catch and erase them. That is the role of 'Mikke' to protect the order and public safety in the city of note.
However, this case was quite formidable for Enomoto and his team at Mikke. Although they had the valuable information of a tag, they had not been able to grasp any information about the crucial drugs.
'What is going on? Why can't I find any information about the stuff even though there are so many addicts!'
Enomoto was impatient. If things go on like this, in the consistent city of note, not only will there be people who don't know what they are talking about, but more and more completely strange addicts will increase. He thought he must prevent that at all costs.
Seeing Enomoto barking as if scratching his head, Miyashita looked away. After a while, Enomoto stood up slowly, picked up the jacket that was hanging on the chair, and left the room saying, 'Let's go.' Miyashita followed him, feeling a little bewildered by the suddenness.

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This is crazy. I don't know where it's heading, but I'll try to push forward as much as I can.

#WhatIsThisStoryAbout

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How was the main novel?

How about some dessert after this?

So, if you would like to know the background and intention of why I came to write this, as well as my thoughts and feelings at that time, please read 'I Messed Up. [Dessert]' at the link below.