In this world, fear is the entity and reason is the currency.
While most people were trembling in the face of the unspeakable horror, Suche was thinking about whether this monster with seven mouths could be made into sashimi.
He's not crazy, he's just more polite than crazy.
"My friend with tentacles, interrupt me, you dropped mucus on my takeout. According to Article 5 of Chapter 3 of the "Special Environment Bureau Public Security Management Regulations", you have to pay me a new one, or... You become that takeout yourself?"
This is a story about repeatedly jumping on the edge of collapse, saying the cruelest words with the meanest words, and saving (or playing bad) the world at the same time.
(Note: The protagonist in this book is mentally stable, please feel free to consume it.)
