(ONC 2025 Longlister) "A missing woman. A chain of murder cases where the corpses refuse to stay dead. A cryptic phone. And an infuriatingly vague mystery texter." Superintendent Inspector Ahsan Kabbo has faced superhuman criminals, underground conspiracies, survived Freadmin's tyranny, and-most terrifying of all-Nishi's cooking. But nothing prepared him for this. Nishi Eumireqa-the woman who drove him insane, saved his life, and then disappeared without a trace after their final battle with the Head Father. No body, no farewell, just... gone. Everyone insists she's dead. Kabbo refuses to believe it. Then his phone starts acting possessed. Creepy messages. Random glitches. A mysterious informant who keeps dangling clues in front of him like a carrot to a very skeptical donkey. "Solve this case," they say, "and I'll think about telling you what you want to know." Kabbo would love to politely decline. Really. But he's bad at ignoring puzzles. Even worse at convincing people he's not crazy for chasing after a woman the world has already buried. Now, he's following cryptic songs, investigating a tea shop that shouldn't exist, and chasing the one woman who may not want to be found. And if he does find her? What's next? What awaits them after that? Will Kabbo outwit the world's most annoying informant? Or, for once in his life, will he have to accept defeat? (Mystery? Check. Thrills? Check. Chaos and comedy? Double check. And a detective who'd rather fight a chocolate mascot than his feelings? Check ♾️. If that's your vibe-welcome home, my dear!)

One sunny morning, Kabbo and Nishi from the original world wake up to find themselves in each other's bodies-only to discover they're not just body-swapped but also neighbors in a strange new land where superhumans don't exist. As they navigate their bewildering situation, they must pretend to be androids, grappling with their new identities while maintaining their ruse. Meanwhile, their android counterparts from this parallel universe find themselves in Kabbo and Nishi's world-a vibrant place filled with superhumans, where they are celebrated as a loving couple. Unbeknownst to the androids, they must learn to navigate the complexities of being human in a world that defies their programming. Adding to the chaos are the Storyteller Trio: Aharoon, the silent observer with a knack for awkward timing; Feyamoon, his clumsy, quirky wife who always seems to trip over her own punchlines; and Kayamoon, the heroine type who's too busy rolling her eyes at her friends to notice the brewing chaos. As they roast their hapless author for this outrageous plot twist, they wonder if the author is on a hiatus or just lost in their own convoluted narrative. "You're screwed, author!" Kayamoon snarls while plopping a piece of pancake into her mouth. "If I were the author, I would've fixed these messes already!" Feyamoon quips, only to trip over her own feet. "Guess our author didn't finish the story?" Kayamoon adds, "Is it an open ending? Can someone give me the author's address? I think I'll deliver them a piece of my mind!" she mutters, pressing her fork down so hard it almost bends. "Guys! I appreciate your sentiment, but could you not break my wife's favorite cutlery? I don't want to spend the night on the street," Kabbo says, while Aharoon slowly pulls the fork out of Kayamoon's grip.