[Bang!]
Thirty-one-year-old, unshaven Togo Takeyuki
walked out of the bathroom with a numb expression.
He casually shut the door behind him, sealing off the stench of shit inside.
In the few short meters to the sofa, he kicked aside two empty beer cans and stepped over a black trash bag filled with instant noodle cups.
This was already much better than before.
He used to barely turn on the lights to save on electricity bills, and with household trash covering the floor, every step meant running into some kind of obstacle.
"Phew—"
Sinking onto the battered sofa and looking at the television still playing, impatience appeared on Togo Takeyuki's face.
"Damn it, ghosts, ghosts—when is this going to end? If I can't go to work, what the hell am I supposed to eat or drink?!"
It turned out that, starting the day before yesterday, the Japanese Government had issued martial law, forbidding civilians from going outside without authorization until the "ghost disaster" had been quelled and the World Government's issues resolved.
But for someone like him, working hourly wages in the kitchen of a restaurant,
missing a day of work meant zero income, expenses with no income to cover them, and he did not have much savings to begin with.
These days, he could feel the pressure even while sleeping.
Fortunately, he was the sort who only needed to feed himself.
He had neither a wife nor children to care for, no parents to support, and not even any friends he kept in contact with.
Every day after work, he went home to watch anime, play games, and eat instant noodles or boxed lunches.
He had no attachments whatsoever—a truly invincible man!
"Seriously, ghosts or whatever, don't let me run into one. Otherwise, I'll show you the power of Spider