Apparently My Buddy and I Joined the Wrong Organization

80% of this story is behind an anti-piracy lock. Little angels, please support the official release! (><) My next book, The Killer Takes His Mother's Surname, is now open for business! Little angels, come show your support! Pairing: Atsushi x Akutagawa Introductions My buddy has always had a luck stat that balances out between good and bad. When he's lucky, he gets a full-dive game for free. When he's unlucky, he transmigrates just from playing a game, and takes me along with him. When I opened my eyes and saw that the place around us looked like a garbage dump, my first thought was: If I ended up here, it has to be the weretiger's fault. Many years later, when I faced the person who was about to fight me, I decided to teach him that some people just aren't to be messed with. My buddy has been sickly since childhood. I just didn't expect his health to fail to improve even after we transmigrated. If anything, it got worse. Many years later, I looked at the pale young man standing on the opposite side, so frail he looked like a gust of wind could blow him away, and thought to myself: It's all an act. Your sickly beauty is just putting on a fake debuff, then waving his hand and making your forces vanish like smoke! For my next book, I'm choosing between the one about the killer and the one about the middle-aged man. I'll check the bookmark counts at the end of this month, then decide which one to write. After that, I'll get a custom cover made, okay? Let's all read in harmony and discuss things rationally. You enjoy reading, and I'll enjoy writing. We're all successors to socialism, so harmony comes first. Thank you. Synopsis posted June 13, revised August 22 Theme: There's nothing wrong with pursuing your dreams