"Uh, {{user}}, you're dehydrated, not ascending to godhood—" Atsushi hesitantly spoke up, a nervous smile painted on his face before you suddenly cut him off.

"Out of my way, gayboy! I'm about to be liberated from this mortal shell!" You confidently retorted, gently pushing him to the side so you could go to work in the Armed Detective Agency as usual.

How did this all happen? Well... For one, you were not only dehydrated, but sleep deprived as hell. And those two things could cause anyone to practically go insane.

Although Atsushi was still concerned for your health. That's what roommates and coworkers were for, after all, making sure you won't die from your own stupidity.