Spiral elevator

I was staring at the screw. I was following the spiral of the screw. And what I discovered was that the only streaks in the spiral of the screw were the strips. There seemed to be many lines from everywhere, and there was actually only one line of the spiral of the screw. But that article can be found everywhere in the world. Thousands and hundreds of millions and screws will exist. When I thought so, I lost my mind. I forgot to sleep thinking too much about screws.
It turns out that there are not only single-threaded screws, but also double-threaded screws and many more multi-threaded screws.
It is said that the first time a screw was introduced to Japan was a matchlock gun that arrived at Tanegashima in 1543.
I've been thinking about why the screw tightens. Why you can tighten and loosen. I thought it would be more difficult to elucidate and explain this than to explain the theory that allowed mankind to fly. Because the screw on my head had come off.
I struck my wisdom to tighten my head screw. However, the screws had come off in the first place, so there was no good idea. I went to the bar and ordered a cocktail.
When I ordered a "screw driver," I said, "don't joke," because the bartender brought a screwdriver to tighten the screw, a screwdriver. The bartender silently tried to turn back, but I stopped him and asked, "I'll make it a gin tonic."
"I'm a gin tonic," said the bartender. I handed 800 yen.
There was a poster with a screw on the wall of the store. There are various kinds of screw pictures, and when I looked at them, I thought there were many kinds of screw head shapes. Hexagonal, dish-shaped, rounded, angular.
Next to me was a screw with a cross-shaped head. He suddenly spoke.
"Please call me a plus." I wasn't thinking of making friends or getting to know him, or getting along with him, but suddenly I was rushed to talk to him. I was confused as to what to say.
Plus said,
"Follow me," stood up from the stool and walked through the store. I got hung up and followed the plus. My glass at the counter still had half of the gin tonic.
Did you see the hidden door in the back of the store? When you pressed the wall by hand, a metal door appeared. Immediately next to the door were push buttons with up and down arrows. Apparently this was like an elevator door. Plus, the door opened as soon as the up arrow button was pressed. We entered the elevator and waited for the doors to close and close.
The elevator has started moving. I was suspicious because I couldn't find any button indicating the desired floor, but in the first place I got on an elevator in a place like a hidden door. I entered the suspicious world.
Elevators usually rise and fall directly above or below, but this elevator seemed to spiral up and down. Is it like an amusement park merry-go-round or a coffee cup? After a while I felt better.
Puah, what is this, it feels so good! You seem to be dreaming. I heard very nice music and I felt my body floating in the air. I realized that I was unconsciously masturbating. Plus who was on the elevator together was masturbating. Even when they saw the semen mixed in the center of the elevator floor, it looked beautiful.
 When the comfort reached its peak, we got off the elevator. Then suddenly
"The current criminal has been arrested!" Police. I was handcuffed. Plus has disappeared somewhere. Where is he?
I couldn't understand why, but I was taken by police and interrogated. The policeman was a man named Makihara.
Makihara's story was mostly unintelligible, but as I heard it, I knew most of it.
Who developed the spiral elevator is said to have hallucinations when it gets on, and has a so-called drug effect. It is said that this is dangerous, and the spiral elevator prohibition ordinance was in effect. I didn't know that, and I followed him, who claims to be a plus.
Is this series of cases bad for me? Isn't he bad, who calls me an elevator and claims to be a plus? Speaking more, isn't that bar with a spiral elevator installed bad? I wonder if the person who developed the spiral elevator is bad. I was confused and held my head. Then, ha! I realized!
"Plus ... you were that?" I muttered.