My name is Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and I am a somewhat wealthy man. I have a stupid friend named Verlaine, and an adopted son named Nakajima Atsushi (who was picked up by Verlaine). It's just that the adopted son inherited Verlaine's bad genes and picked up a Sigma again. Damn it, I really think this is a nursery! Working in the Special Forces Division made me bald. I didn't want to become like a farmer, so I resigned. I thought that a good life would begin here, but why should I travel to another world?
Intent: Facing reality with a smile