I Really Haven’t Exorcised 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).