I Really Didn't Exorcise Any Spirits in Tokyo

You say that stray dog I accidentally kicked to death was a human-faced dog? That adorable Miss Sawada in my apartment is a Slit-Mouthed Woman? Those strange people I’m always beating up are vengeful spirits? And even the apartment I rent is a famous haunted house? Come on, you think I’ll believe you just because you came charging in wearing a shrine maiden outfit while I was at work? I’m a staunch atheist. This is the story of a former yakuza member who transmigrates to Japan and works hard to buy a home and car, get married, and raise a family (not really).