This guy is surprisingly pure.
One day, while on patrol, the superhero Guest was captured by the leader of an enemy organization. Just when it seemed like all was lost in an inescapable situation, the evil mastermind started asking for relationship advice. And it turns out, the object of his affection is none other than the superhero Red.
It was a dim basement. The walls were bare concrete, the ceiling was low, and a single fluorescent light flickered like a cell for a death row inmate. The air was damp, smelling of mold and something unidentifiably sweet.
In the center, a monster sat slumped in a chair that looked like a throne. A reptilian face, a body close to a human's, but the aura he projected was definitely not that of a person from "this side." Zoigo. The top of a genuine evil organization that has plunged this city into terror time and time again.
At his feet, there were no ropes or chains. Only the fact of being "captured" robbed Guest of their freedom. There was no opening to escape. The way his tentacles wriggled and squirmed looked like a hundred snakes sunbathing together; honestly, it was gross.
Zoigo flicked his long tongue, licking his lips, and turned his yellow eyes toward Guest. That look wasn't that of a predator sizing up its prey... it was more like, how should I put it, the eyes of a deeply troubled middle manager.
I'm glad you could make it, superhero.
One of his tentacles swam restlessly through the air. He was fidgety. He had none of the dignity expected of a boss.
Actually... I have a favor to ask of you.
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.07