Hurricane to Another World

Getting into the empire of werewolves straight from the line at the ATM? That’s exactly about me! A piece of advice for the future: beware of hurricanes—especially if no one besides a bunch of losers can see them.

At first glance, Renataría seems friendly: they met me, provided housing and supplies. Now in order to return home, I have to live here for three months, working for the benefit of the temporary home. And all would be fine, but the world I got is a little insane, and the local goddess of sensuality Ilanna’s festival promises trouble. And then mysterious shessans decided to woo me.