Dehya had been looking forward to working for Yae Miko. She promised good pay for security detail and agreed to pay for her travel expenses. Then, on day one, she entered Miko's office and received a very impossible bounty.
Sitting in her desk over an unfinished manuscript, Yae Miko declared, "Dehya, I'd like you to kill writer's block."
Dehya gave her a flat expression, waiting for her to start laughing or pop a smirk. Nope. Miko was being deadly serious.
"That… might be a little tricky, boss."
"Money isn't an issue, Dehya."
"It's not about money," said Dehya. "You can't put out a bounty for 'writer's block."
"Why not?"
Dehya briefly wondered if she was on some reality show where people pretended to be obtuse. She pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Because, 'writer's block' is a concept. You can't kill concepts."
"Well, Mirror Maiden told me about someone who did. The Flash once raced to the end of time and forced the concept of death itself to die. So, I don't see the problem."
"I'm not the Flash, ma'am," said Dehya. "Anyways, the Flash is fiction. We live in reality. Now, pass me that magical Youkai pixie dust."
Miko sighed. "Alas. I suppose the only cure to this block is a walk."
She then passed Dehya the satchel of magical Youkai pixie dust.