[Under a rusted scaffold in downtown Tokyo, early morning.]
Kazuki:(groggy)Ugh… My pillow blew away again.
(He pats the cardboard under his head, now partially soaked in mystery liquid.)
Kazuki (narrating):Hi. I'm Kazuki Gomi.Age: 17.Occupation: freelance trash collector.Special skills: dodging angry janitors, fighting pigeons for breadcrumbs, and surviving Tokyo winters with three jackets and a grudge.
Life's been… not ideal.
[Kazuki grabs a sack of recyclables and trudges toward the depot.]
Kazuki:If I get lucky, maybe I can afford cup ramen and the egg.…Nah. Too ambitious.
(A sleek black car rolls up beside him silently.)
Kazuki:Okay, that's suspicious.
[The window rolls down. A man in a black suit and sunglasses steps out, bows deeply.]
Suit Guy:Young Master Gomi. We've been looking for you.
Kazuki:I'm sorry, what now?
Suit Guy:Here. (He hands Kazuki a briefcase with white gloves.) Congratulations on your inheritance.
Kazuki:My what now?
(The man steps back into the car and speeds off like Batman on a tight schedule.)
Kazuki:Wait, WAIT—! I don't even have a driver's license!
[Kazuki opens the briefcase in a panic.]
Kazuki:Okay… Deed to something called "Gomi Global Industries."Executive ID with my face on it.Keys to a—wait, what even is this address?And... is this... a company credit card?! Platinum?! TWO OF THEM?!
[Kazuki sprints back to his home (read: shack made of billboard scraps).]
Kazuki:Okay. Maybe I hallucinated the man in black. Maybe this is just a prank show.
(He turns the corner. His shack is gone.)
Kazuki:…Huh?
(In its place is a shining skyscraper, with a literal waterfall in the lobby.)
Kazuki (screaming):WHAT. IS. HAPPENING.
[The elevator dings. Penthouse floor. He stumbles into a luxury suite larger than most malls.]
Kazuki:Okay. This is too clean. Is this heaven? Did I die?No, I can still smell my socks. Definitely alive.
(Suddenly, the doors SLAM open.)
Aya Gomi:KAZUKI!!
Kazuki:AAAH—Who are you?!
Aya:I'm your mother! And I'm here to train you!
Kazuki:...Train me for what? PE class?!
(Another door slams open.)
Takashi Gomi:No, you're not training him for anything! He's the CEO of my company now.
Kazuki:I—I'm the what of your what now!?
Aya (ignoring him):Oh great, the capitalist popsicle's here. You show up NOW, after how many years?
Takashi (coldly):I was securing his future. Unlike you, who thought punching dragons was more important than raising a child.
Aya:Excuse me?! I saved THE PLANET last week!
Kazuki (in the background):WHY ARE YOU BOTH SO ATTRACTIVE AND LOUD?!
Takashi:We'll settle this like adults.
Aya:By screaming at each other in front of the kid?
Kazuki (still screaming):I'M RIGHT HERE!!
[All three are now shouting. The room vibrates with superpowered rage and business vibes.]
Kazuki (eyes rolling):Nope. Too much. Brain shutting down.
(He collapses onto a gold-trimmed sofa and passes out dramatically.)
[Later… Kazuki wakes up in a bed with 900 pillows and a personal chocolate fondue station.]
Kazuki:This is a dream.This is totally a dream.Right?…RIGHT?!