Are There No Humans Left Here?!

“I don’t get it!” (in a Fenghua accent)

“Why is everyone talking about how I work as a detective on Tulip Street and keep getting dragged into all kinds of dangerous paranormal incidents?”

“As if my detective career is doomed to end badly!”

Reporter: But, Mr. Ian, you haven’t just gotten involved with the eldest princess and her aunt. You also turned the Dawn Church’s saintess into a lovesick fool with nothing but romance on her mind.

It would be bad enough if the Child of Misfortune, destined to devour the world, cried only for you. But even more terrifying, you’ve made a Calamity-class ghost girl your mother! Oh, sir, you’re going to spend a lot more time behind bars for this!

“I-I had to pay that price as a mature detective!”

Reporter: So which one are you going to marry?

Ian, the Night Watchers’ technical adviser, the ever-guiding Moon that never loses its way, the goddess’s chosen one, winner of the Polaris Literature Award, and the kingdom’s famous hapless detective, looked at the women in front of him, who seemed ready to start brawling at any moment, and wore a troubled expression.

“Chovy, weren’t we supposed to just deal with the supernatural? Why are they all about to fight?”

“And I just wanted an ordinary relationship. Looking around at everyone here, does any of them even count as human?”