Not waking up in a garage like the others, Naisu landed on earth in twenty-seven-teen after realizing that this illegal business (read: not in a legal field like lawyer), in fact, enables us to buy martabak every week. We are currently nesting in great peace with sufficient stock of food and drink around. As this mystical universe keeps transforming, we also insist to let our perspectives and ideas do the binary fission. May we meet in any chances! Kanpai!