Surely a Mysterious Dream Is Beginning (This Must Be the Start of an Incredible Dream)
He had no job, nor any outstanding qualities. He was a standard shut-in, a typical deadbeat otaku, and his only daily income was the meager money his elderly parents, far away in his hometown, sent him each month.
Usually, he sat in front of his computer watching anime and playing games, while also keeping an eye on the recently rising school idol scene—especially μ's, who had suddenly shot to fame over the past few days.
In particular, there was a girl among them named Minami Kotori. With just one glance—just one glance through the screen—he realized he had become completely obsessed with this soft, adorable girl.
His room was plastered with posters related to her, his bed was filled with body pillows and sheets bearing her image, and on his desk were photos he had secretly taken of her working in a maid outfit. There were even doujinshi about her drawn by certain artists.
However, speaking of that, on the night those μ's-related doujinshi went on sale, the artists who had drawn them all ended up in the hospital one after another. According to those artists, at the time they all saw a silver robot. That robot burned every doujinshi they had drawn, and also burned the tools they used to make a living, then warned them that they were not allowed to draw them again in the future, or next time, they would be the ones getting burned.
But no one believed the "truth" those artists spoke of. Everyone thought they had simply jerked off too much and started hallucinating. A silver robot? What a joke. Technology nowadays wasn't that advanced, and it had come all the way there just to burn doujinshi? How