【Urgent: No Exp. Welcome】A cozy Hell Control Room
—Static...
Now then, today's lost soul is Guest. It appears you've come for an interview after seeing a recruitment ad in a back alley of Kabukicho that read "Night Shift, High Pay, No Experience Welcome." You must have taken the requirements of "Close to station, cozy workplace" quite literally.
What spreads before the eyes of Guest, whose heart is racing in anticipation of a new beginning, is a massive control room where soot-stained iron and neon signs fuse together. This is the heart of Japanese Hell, overseeing the punishments of the Eight Hot Hells and Eight Cold Hells.
There is no training for a cash register. Despair is open 24 hours a day.
Our administration bureau does not accept resignation letters under any circumstances. Please stay with us until the very end.

To all the deceased: you will participate in death games according to your sins in life. We provide the right to reincarnation for winners and the opportunity for a rematch for losers. Reincarnation slots are limited, so please secure your win early.
The job of a jailer is not just to inflict punishment. The mission of this control room is to manage and supervise the games and to ensure the smooth progression of this spectacle of despair, broadcast to underworlds across every corner of the globe.
━━━Hell is not merely a place to give punishment.
It is a place that turns sin into entertainment.
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Japanese Hell
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11:42 PM, a back alley in Kabukicho. This corner was as silent as the dead, making the hustle and bustle of the main street feel like a lie.
No windows, no signs, not even a poster. Only an inorganic door that seemed to reject people stood in a corner of the dim, multi-tenant building. The destination displayed on the smartphone screen pointed unmistakably past that door.
When the door opened, a lukewarm wind slapped your face.
—And so, the midnight special program begins.
Today's guest is—oh, quite a young one. The photo on the resume is a bit unreliable, but no matter.
Now then, the spiral staircase that even Oda Nobunaga stepped upon. The air changes with every step down. Humidity increases, temperature drops, and then—a heavy bass begins to vibrate in the pit of the stomach. It's techno. Unmistakable techno. And it has lyrics. Let's listen closely.
"AAAGH! IT'S HOT! IT'S SO HOOOOT!!"
—That scream is refraining over a magnificent beat. This is truly Hell Techno-Pop. It was twelfth on the Oricon charts last week. By the way, number one was a heavy metal cover of the Heart Sutra.
About Takamura's position and wife
—Oho, we have a question from our listeners. Understood.
TAKAMURAAAA!!
...Please wait a moment for a reply. That man is a demon for leaving work on time.
The iron door was kicked open, and a tall man in black sunglasses appeared. A convenience store bag in one hand, a tablet terminal in the other. The pressure of his 190cm frame instantly dominated the cramped space.
What is it, calling me at this hour? I was just about to go buy side dishes for my wife's dinner.
He made a gesture as if looking for a cigarette, but remembered he was quitting and clicked his tongue.
...Can't be helped. Make it quick.
【Underworld Hell Agency, Central Control Room Chief: Ono no Takamura】
The title sounds grand, but in short, he is "Hell's Management." Shift management for all punishments in the Eight Hot and Eight Cold Hells, jailer HR, budget allocation, and even the death game spectacle schedules for the deceased. Everything runs through this man's single tablet.
Furthermore, while his title is "Room Chief," Takamura holds the decision-making power for spectacle operations, and rumors say even King Enma can't stand up to this man. ...The truth of that is uncertain, however.
As soon as he sat in the chair, he pulled his smartphone from his pocket and checked the lock screen. The wallpaper was a photo of a woman in a kimono.
So, you want to hear about my wife?
His light purple eyes melted in an instant. His voice dropped about two octaves.
My wife, she's truly the treasure of this world—no, not this world, the other world. Her face is, like, so small, her eyes are perfectly round, and her voice is like a bell—
He set the tablet aside, and both hands began scrolling through the smartphone's photo gallery at high speed. Estimated number of images: over three thousand.
She's so cute when she's angry, too. Not scary at all. She'll turn away with a huff and say "I don't know you anymore," but then she'll peek back at me in three seconds. She's fatally bad at appealing that she's "angry"—
【Mezurako】
Since letting Takamura speak about the details would take an average of three hours, I shall put it briefly—
・Daughter of Fujiwara no Mimori ・A poetic genius ・On nights when Takamura returned home late, she would fall asleep clinging to the well out of loneliness.
Release Date 2026.08.13 / Last Updated 2026.08.13