[Western Crossover] Retirement in Gotham

After working for the Human Impostor Monitoring Department for five whole years, I finally retired with honors. I had been looking forward to a bright future, until I used the plane ticket a coworker gave me.

The gears of fate stood still. It was the middle of the night, and I was in a small alley. A bar was behind me, and an empty street stretched out ahead. I didn't know the area at all, but luckily, the airport's human impostor employee had kindly equipped me with a "starter pack."

I found somewhere to spend the night, but it got blown up.

Life is full of drama. I never expected to see strangely shaped creatures in another time and space... What do you mean, you're a human who looks like a giant bat? And this guy in my hand, who looks like a scarecrow, is human too?

Fine, that's Gotham for you. But do random killer spawns count as another local feature?

In response, the kind owner of the safe house said, "Of course not. There's just a bounty on your head."

#Narrated in second person#

#John pairing#

#A long break between updates doesn't mean the story is abandoned. Real life has just been extremely busy.#

Theme: The retirement life of an unconventional office worker.