The world seems peaceful on the surface, but it's actually been filled with bizarre dangers for a long time. Even the sudden appearance of tentacles isn't something to be surprised by.
A poor soul forced to come to this world decides to work hard for the sake of his future.
For now, though, he's still at the police station dealing with a familiar officer.
"It's only halfway through the month, and you've been here three times. Do you know that? Three times! That's an average of once every five days!" The officer slapped the table, apparently doing his best not to rush over and beat him up. "Can you explain why this is happening, Mr. Moriarty?"
James Moriarty merely shrugged. "I'm a law-abiding citizen, officer."
