Based on the light novel also published by J-Novel Club! Name’s Inori Takafuji. I’m not really much of a “go-getter,” if you catch my drift—sleep’s more my style—but getting summoned to another world kinda messed things up. Bit hard to chill when you’ve got a king in your face telling you there’s a bad guy you’ve gotta go slay or whatever, you know? Plot twist, though—it’s actually not so bad. Getting the hero treatment sounds pretty nice, right? But then it happens again! Some other clown summons me, I get my obligatory superpower, and off I go. And sure, that’s fine. It happens, sometimes you get isekai’d to the wrong place. But then it happens AGAIN! Someone ELSE summons me, I get ANOTHER superpower, and then I’m somewhere totally new. Repeat ad nauseam. No idea what’s going on, but all I want is one thing: stop !@#$ing summoning me!
Based on the light novel also published by J-Novel Club! Name’s Inori Takafuji. I’m not really much of a “go-getter,” if you catch my drift—sleep’s more my style—but getting summoned to another world kinda messed things up. Bit hard to chill when you’ve got a king in your face telling you there’s a bad guy you’ve gotta go slay or whatever, you know? Plot twist, though—it’s actually not so bad. Getting the hero treatment sounds pretty nice, right? But then it happens again! Some other clown summons me, I get my obligatory superpower, and off I go. And sure, that’s fine. It happens, sometimes you get isekai’d to the wrong place. But then it happens AGAIN! Someone ELSE summons me, I get ANOTHER superpower, and then I’m somewhere totally new. Repeat ad nauseam. No idea what’s going on, but all I want is one thing: stop !@#$ing summoning me!
Enter: Masayoshi Date. A red-blooded man on a mission to prove himself, and nothing but the lamentations of a certain Inori Takafuji can sate his hunger for victory. He’s also a distinct thorn in everyone’s side and a total vibe killer. Inori is, of course, less than interested in putting up with the ramblings of a madman, but if there’s one thing he’s good at, it’s being a snake, and this situation is ripe for the swindling. As the Kingdom of the Rising Sun plays host to heroes from foreign lands, their prodigal layabout hatches a plan of diabolically petty proportions.
Fenrir—an elden beast bound by an ancient pact to protect. Inori Takafuji—just some guy. A seemingly one-sided battle becomes a cruel experiment as the cynical scoundrel himself goes up against a veritable monarch of the canids. But Inori isn’t the only one conspiring against thrones. As anyone with eyes could have suspected, all is not well in the Kingdom of the Rising Sun... Perhaps the undead layabout’s encounter with the great wolf was but an omen of things to come. Can two estranged sisters bridge the rift driven between them since birth? Who is the mysterious entity looming behind the scenes? Will Inori EVER get to sleep in again?
A day of celebration ends in blood, and with the falling of the sun, an era comes to an end. In a matter of seconds, heroes are made villains, villains are made heroes, and morality blurs as the future writers of history make their bids for power. Among all these players, and unbeknownst to the rebel movement, is Inori. No one knows just how much of a threat one layabout can be, and it just so happens that this one is more than capable of tipping the scales however he’d like. The only question is which side serves his interests the most—and whether a certain princess-made-fugitive has the strength to weather tragedy. In a battle for the greater good, only the strongest will see the sun rise again.
The bloodbath continues. The Kingdom of the Rising Sun is plunged into a waking nightmare as the layabout wretch himself lays waste to his old hosts. The halls will run red with blood and the walls will tell tale of gruesome slaughter before Inori finishes taking out the trash. There’s just one thing standing between him and absolute freedom—Aegiana Itze, captain of the knights. On her shoulders rests the burden of an entire nation, and ultimately, its fate falls to her. Screams echo in the night. Terror reigns. The dead stir... And sunrise is a long way off.
The battle for the Rising Sun reaches its bloody conclusion—and from the ashes will rise only the strongest of souls. Aegiana proves a more dangerous threat than Inori anticipated, and even with all his world-defying power, he’ll need to utilize every tool in his sinister toolbox if he wants to bring his plan to fruition. Meanwhile, deep in the palace, a will stirs, tempered by the flames... As ideals clash, corridors burn, and walls crumble, dawn finally breaks upon a kingdom in darkness.
With the fall of the Rising Sun, Inori and his new companion are finally free—well, the latter less so than the former. The two find themselves in the Holy Land of Ryne, where Ariya’s new obligation is to make a living while her new master, Inori, gathers intel from the shadows. And to the layabout’s credit, he does just that. Until, that is, the appearance of a nosy and rambunctious holy knight. Forced into the role of the knight’s apprentice, Inori now has to navigate the perils of not just his disgruntled servant, but also an abusive battle instructor. To say nothing of the attention he’s unintentionally garnered from enemies on high. Inori’s powers have not gone unnoticed, and the world may very well be at his mercy. The only question now is: where will he strike next?