This is Company L, a certain wing of the city
There are ordinary people living here who don't want to pay attention to the dark waves rising from the upper levels.
They just want a peaceful place
If you settle down, what if you face countless aliens?
This is the story of people who have experienced countless traumas licking each other's wounds.
This is the story of employees from all over the city.
(The fanfic of Lobotomy Company is a short story about its own employees, which contains a lot of personal settings. It is a pure fanfic setting and does not contain any original work.
I wrote it for my own entertainment. If anyone can really read it, I'll give you a thumbs up.
There are a huge, huge, huge amount of privately designed abnormal humanoids, as well as a large number of private CP goods, don't look at it and don't scold it)
Probably just looks good