You Asked Me to Be a Detective, So Why Did You Slash a Missile in Half?

As a private investigator in Hell's Kitchen, Grayson’s biggest worry is next month’s rent.

Then one day, monsters from the continent of Arad invaded Marvel.

His DNF System, which had been pretending to be dead for a year, finally came back to life!

Other people risk their lives fighting monsters; he loots their corpses for gold.

Others flee in terror from unknown creatures; his eyes light up at the sight of walking experience points.

S.H.I.E.L.D. sends agents to watch him every day, trying to figure out how his gun skills defy the laws of physics.

An army colonel is furious and wants to confiscate his rusty revolver.

Grayson couldn't care less.

He wears a vintage trench coat, lives in a Malibu ocean-view mansion, and draws a ten-million-dollar annual salary from a billionaire. Every day, he leads a boring life of eating, drinking, and monster hunting for loot.

Then one day, an army of Chitauri soldiers passes through a wormhole.

Grayson sighs and quietly swaps his revolver for a rust-covered longsword.

“Since you're so determined to give me experience…”

“Then let me show you what Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship looks like!”