Smokin' on the Moon (ニワトリ★スター)

Vulgar and despicable humans.

I will personally become the executioner.

To carry out judgment. The moment of trial will come.

I am the all-knowing, all-powerful God.

The essence of life.

The sublime Creator.

Oh, life is truly full of unknowns.

As someone who makes Osaka-style okonomiyaki, never imagined I would catch a rocket.

Well, when I think about it now, quite a lot has happened.

And among them,

there's a story that must be told.

The story of Chicken Star.

- Sota. - What's up?

- That's Sota's dialect. - What about it?

Sometimes it's weird when he mixes in the Kansai accent.

This guy is the star of the chicken world.

His name is Joyful Person, written as "Happy Person."

Stop rambling.

Aren't you the strange one?

I am Sota Ameya.

It should be when I was around 35 years old or so.

That perverted old lady who was the administrator...

wearing only underwear...

What are you looking at?

Hello.

- By the way... - Yes?

Your friend

Has been living here all along?

Are you living together?

No, that's...

If that's the case, we'll have to sign a new contract.

Instead of saying we're living together...

So disgusting, right?

Although it's troublesome, do we need to sign a new contract?

No need.

I'll figure it out myself.

You'll figure it out yourself?

what's your plan?

- Call me "Champion." - Yes, Champion.

Say "Champion" quickly.

Say "Champion superstar" quickly.

Superstar.

Call me "Champion," call me "Champion" quickly.

Say it quickly.

Call me "Superstar Champion."

Superstar.

I'm the Champion superstar.

Champion.

Should we say "carefree and uninhibited"?

To put it nicely, it's naive and innocent.

But occasionally gets into trouble.

This is the legendary "Champion Incident."

I took off my pants...

Besides that,

I made him look at my Ass.

Excuse me, sir. Can I bother you for a moment?

What?

Don't touch my Linda, you idiot.

This is the corrupt national power dog of the Japanese police.

Just barking all the time.

- You guys are so noisy. - Alright...

Hey! When you guys go back, you'll definitely keep kissing, right?

They're definitely in a relationship, definitely. So disgusting.

This is the legendary "Buttocks and Police Incident."

I say, Rakuto...

What?

You didn't really bring the grass with you just now, did you?

Isn't that obvious? I'm an expert in this area.

Master Marijuana.

Idiot.

It should be the rooster that stayed at my place for about the second year.

He always does stupid things

But he lives a happy life every day.

I thought those days would continue forever.

At that time, I secretly sold Marijuana.

I showed off and called myself a "drug dealer" in English.

In fact, I was just a small-time peddler who earned some pocket money.

Rakuto is not responsible for sales.

He specializes in drug use.

When delivering the goods, he deliberately dresses up.

Immersed in a tense atmosphere, seeking excitement.

- Hello, could you do me a favor? - No problem, no problem.

Anyway, come in first.

- But... - Come in, come in.

Alright.

Sorry to bother you.

Most of my clients are acquaintances

or reliable referrals.

That day, the client was a television producer,

giving off an unprofessional vibe.

He had ordered a considerable amount of goods, so I delivered them to his door.

But honestly, I don't enjoy these kinds of situations.

There's a repugnant atmosphere in the air,

along with fake smiles.

This is a story about our workplace, "FUS."

"Go to hell."

It's supposed to mean, "Go eat shit, Sun."

Originally, I was the only one working here.

One day, the manager brought a Rakuto with him.

That's the old man,

who claims to be a rock musician and a pervert.

He only has to walk down from the third floor to attend work.

The "Serrated Apartments" where we reside

are home to other peculiar residents as well.

Muki claims to be a mixed-blood of Thailand and Jamaica,

and he made his Japanese wife work at a hotel

while he engaged in other questionable activities like running a counterfeit antique store.

He doesn't go to work during broad daylight;

instead, he just drinks and smokes marijuana.

But he's a likable deadbeat.

Do you want me to mess with Muki?

That day, we tricked Muki into smoking marijuana,

telling him it was mixed with strange stuff, scaring and playing pranks on him.

Poop and heroin, mixed with marijuana, it's potent.

Is that for real? Whose poop?

A gay guy's poop.

No…

The Rastafari don't accept transsexuals.

-My heart... -Your heart?

Something's strange with my heart.

-Strange? - It's beating really fast.

- Call an ambulance. - I don't want to go to the hospital.

Dad, Mom,

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

Rakuto is so slow.

What is he even doing?

Kikuma.

And then, the main event is about to begin.

That night, something incredible happened.

This muscle is so cute.

Join me in opening a store.

Forget about that dirty old man.

Ma-sa, come with me.

Cut it out.

I'm telling you,

even though you're my neighbor,

he's my customer.

Why do you keep calling him Ma-sa in front of my customer?

Where should I put my face?

Right?

Besides,

you become so horny when you drink,

getting touchy with men.

You slut.

Who are you calling a Slut? You idiot.

I don't want to hear your vulgar words, you Shemale.

Uncle Shemale, you big idiot.

Who are you calling a shemale?

A prostitute talking nonsense.

Don't bark with your filthy mouth, which has sucked on so many dicks. You idiot.

Is it because of this mouth?

- This mouth? -Don't touch me.

- What are you doing? - I told you not to touch me.

- Who are you talking about? - want to fight?

What are you doing, you stinky kid?

Who do you think you are, saying I suck dicks?

You're doing it yourself.

I know when I'm not around,

you're sucking ma-sa's dick.

He's doing it too.

I've seen through everything.

You are a shemale uncle who sucks dicks.

- You idiot. - What are you doing?

You, you guy.

That's enough from you all.

- I'll kill you, you pig. - What did you say? Idiot.

That's not true.

Actually, I...

Am the strongest and most honorable warrior of Homer Oban..

Do you want to fight?

The mightiest warrior of mankind, Homer Oban.

In the ancient past,

Earth was dominated by ferocious Dinosaurs.

T-Rex of the Cretaceous era, Reigned as the king of the land.

However, behind the scenes, There was a group of true champions buried in history.

He was the Homer Oban.

He possessed a muscular male physique and ample bosoms.

Courageous warriors engaged in a fierce battle with the dinosaurs.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Homer Obans warrior's ultimate move was

To fearlessly strike under the dinosaur's groin.

Strike under the dinosaur's groin.

How is that even possible?

Of course, it is, you fool.

Next, the nonsensical Kukimua Bear Theater begins.

Sucking a penis, Can't you even treat it as a reward for yourself?

You super freak.

Let's get along well.

Let's mutually love and share Ma-sa's dick.

Are you watching?

I'm not watching.

Besides, I don't want to watch at all.

"Mutually love and share."

"Just sharing Ma-sa's penis."

Sharing it together as a couple.

It's not like we're shiitake mushrooms.

He cross-dresses, so is he a shemale Gay?

It's so complicated.

It's about Lesbian.

Lesbians?