(This is planned as a very long novel, and I won't cut the outline short. I'm preparing it for the long haul and gathering advance readers first. Once it begins, I'll update daily.)
[Cyberpunk x Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland | Awakened Powers x Spreading Corruption | A Slacker Office Worker Is Forced to Rescue the World While Picking Up Companions]
In a wasteland world overrun by corruption, survivors can only huddle inside cities, relying on the protection of superpowered people governed by the "World-Cleansing Bureau."
At night, when corrupted creatures grow active, the lowest-ranking superpowered people, the "Sweepers," must eliminate every corrupted creature that has infiltrated the city.
Christie is one of those Sweepers. Unfortunately, she has a severe case of obsessive cleanliness...
While others hunt corrupted creatures on rainy nights, she takes rose-petal baths in her villa. While her colleagues are chased around by corrupted creatures, crying for their mothers, she uses her powers to dry her new lambskin gloves.
She works five nights a week, and spends four of them slacking off. Only on the last night does she show up at the very last minute to meet her minimum weekly quota. She's a bona fide "paycheck thief."
Still, every so often she gets a call from Arthur, the World-Cleansing Bureau's top superpowered agent. He begs and pleads with her to take on special assignments, then compensates her with a long vacation.
Christie, in the middle of slacking off, sees Arthur's call on her terminal. She hesitates for three seconds, then answers.
What she hears next is Arthur shouting, "Darling! Get back to headquarters, someone's broken into our house!"
On the rooftop terrace atop the Bureau's headquarters, Christie dispatches the heavily corrupted intruder in no time.
That's it? You needed me for this?
The next day, Christie is enjoying her vacation at home when the doorbell wakes her. She flings off the covers, grumbling as she shuffles to the door in her slippers, ready to unleash her morning temper. "Hey! You..."
The corrupted creature she shot in the head just yesterday is standing right in front of her, completely unharmed!
"Hi~ I remember you. Can you help me get my memories back?" The immortal corrupted creature slips through the crack in the door and takes the form of a silver-haired man, blue goo oozing from a bullet hole in his neck.
"Where did this greasy, filthy thing come from? Get awayyyyy!" Christie screams. Clearly, her cleanliness obsession has flared up, and she still hasn't realized that the nightmare of a slacker office worker is only just beginning...
[Reader's Guide]
1. The powerful heroine often pretends to be weak so she can slack off.
2. Someone who looks human might not be human.
3. The person above is talking nonsense. We're all human.
Theme: Harness the power of teamwork