Bungo Stray Dogs: Wrong Turn

This book is really, really awful. I've been writing it for more than two years, and I've finally finished it. It's so bad that I don't even want to write it anymore. Honestly, I don't recommend reading it. To tell the truth, I don't even know what I was writing. Woohoo, I didn't abandon it! I really filled in the hole, I really did! I don't know why I got fired up and started writing this in the first place, only to realize I couldn't keep it going. Then I'd get stuck every now and then. Honestly, this book was such a difficult birth T^T 2022.12.3 What if Chuuya from the main world transmigrated into another parallel world one day? One day, executive Chuuya woke up in a cramped rental apartment and headed to the Port Mafia headquarters in a black suit with sleeves that were half too short. But then he was told his outfit was way too shabby? An uncle then dragged him to the cafeteria, planted his hands on his hips, and pointed a knife at Chuuya. "This is your job. Respect your work and make proper staff meals for the employees." "???" So in this world, I became the cafeteria uncle? The most annoying thing was that Dazai, that lump of black mud, was here too. He even had the Boss's complete trust and was thriving in the Port Mafia? Chuuya could only silently wipe the tables, grinding his teeth in anger. Chuuya believed that no job was beneath anyone. Fine, if you want me to be the guy serving meals, then that's what I'll do (no, I'll be the big brother). After all, people are iron and food is steel; skip a meal and you'll go hungry. How would you overworked wage slaves survive without me? Chuuya began working hard as the cafeteria uncle (warmhearted big brother), steadily leveling up. It wasn't until that day came that I realized: I don't exist here. Leaving is something I have to do. When I see you again, could you tell me your name when I ask? "Hello, my name is, " [Reading Notice] The author loses it in the latter half. The ending is rushed. Bad ending, sob. Theme: Get rich through your own abilities