An alien on run, a lonely designer, and too many tentacles-what could possibly go wrong?......well apparently, alot
When Zorgblax, an overworked alien accountant from the planet Squishoria, crash-lands in Tokyo, he just wants to contact his crew and finish his research on human culture. Instead, he gets captured by the Yakuza, sold to a shady "entertainment producer," and unwillingly becomes Japan's most misunderstood underground celebrity. Year later, covered in debt, trauma, and bioluminescent slime, Zorgblax is rescued from a dumpster by Miko, a perpetually single graphic designer whose love life is as messy as his tentacles. Together, they navigate the perils of modern Tokyo-freelance burnout, alien PTSD, ramen shortages, and accidentally ordered pizzas-while uncovering the darkly hilarious secrets of the adult industry that once exploited him.
It's a story of healing, humor, baby oil, and too many suction cups, proving that even in the weirdest corners of the galaxy, laughter really is the best lube.
"Your resume says your main achievement is... finishing a rubber before losing it because you are awesome."
"Yep!"
"Your personality type says you are... sassy, hot and cool (more than anyone here) at the same time because you are awesome? That's a challenge." He smirked as he raised his perfect eyebrow.
I nodded dumbly.
And then I heard him mumbling," Never knew a Smurfs' T shirt was that hot with red pants..."
"Your special education says... you were in Hogwarts?" His eyes opened wide.
"Yo!"
"And your interests says you want to go home and watch Ironman because you didn't want to apply for this job anyway and you are forced..."
"You got me right boy!" I pointed at him with my finger. But then he said the three words I never expected to hear.
"You're hired, hobo."