Prologue 1

Earth, 2030, month 5 day 15, in some developed Nation.

Leonardo Yuusuke, 25 years old, a normal Office worker.

Just because I have a Japanese name in my name doesn't mean I like Japanese culture, in fact, I don't really like Japanese culture.

Just what the heck does it have many fans... Although I pretty much enjoy Anime, but others… well, I am picky with what I like.

I really don't understand other people way of thinking.

well, at least among all of the Japanese culture I pretty much like 1 thing, and that is...

Became a NEET...

huh... sadly I can't.

I am an orphan, just how could I become a NEET? Who will give me food if I did become 1?! Will you?!

Sigh... Really...

Just like this... walking alone in the road after work, and always daydreaming... ah... at least I want to get myself a kiss...

*TIIIIIIIIN*

*Splat*

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Lincoln street, intersection. There’s a running away Truck Driver that murder 10 Person that traverse the road. without leaving much of the person's body intact... The incident became 1 of the most heinous hit and run that ever happening.

The Driver that being caught after the incident keeps saying 'NO! I DIDN"T DO IT!! THE TRUCK DRIVE ITSELF LIKE A H*RNY ****!!"

We're sorry for the censored speech…

This news close our news today, Jessica Lunart in American time give you a farewell and have a nice day~

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In the drizzling rain, a person that have left his work waiting patiently under the traffic light. While waiting for the light became green, that told the pedestrian it’s alright to cross over. He alone stood there, while in a daze thinking about many things that happen today. Or just have a delusion…

Not further from him, a driver in a truck grumbling in his driver’s seat.

“ah, my dear truck… You’re a darling for me more than that sl*t of Daughter I have… Seriously, she always brought her boyfriend home just to make me feel angry… I believe she needs to be reprimanded… alas, she’s scarier than her mother… I don’t even dare to reproach her… sigh… Ah, my dear truck, don’t be a slut and accompany me while I’m working or away from home okay~”

Almost like a denial, the truck ran at a high speed. In order to crush the person below the traffic lights, along with itself to ran away from the driver. As if a daughter that being disgusted by her father, or a worker who ran away from his coworker because of a disgusting remark the coworker make, then find a suitable person in front of them and ran away to seek shelter to them.

“What the!” although slightly late, he stomps the brake, but that didn’t change the speed of the Truck, and *smash* like a fly that being squatted by a fly squatter. The man who stood there smashed into bits of flesh without many stuck to the truck… it’s all splattered into the road or the nearby object…

Not long after the Driver being held in a prison, he’s found dead, because an unknown disease that occurs in the prison. Strangely, there’s no one aside from him that being infected by the disease, and he just dead before even the disease found out by the monthly check-up that being held in the prison.

While in another place, to be exact in the auction that being held by the police department, someone bought the truck of the died driver. With a gawk, he shouted.

“Gyahahaha! This great Daoist lord will rule the world with this sentient truck! Whahahaha!”

While driving, he hysterically shouting that, while typing a message in the chat room in a certain site forum…

Prologue 2

Earth, 2030, month 6 day 16, in a certain developed Nation.

It's a brand new day for me!

yeah! it's me!

I've been living like an idiot until I reach the 20s, and I've woke up today after hearing a nice word that says. "if you do not start to change now, then when?".

My name is Richard Broke, 23 years old NEET!

you hear me right! I AM A NEET!

but, I'm not ashamed of it~

It's simply because my neet life gives me a steady income of 1000$ every week!

What work did I do? heh~ I am just a measly low-key type of person.

I did a pretty good job that called a freelancer! I almost did everything, from translating a few novel to doing some editing and consulting about life!

yeah! you read it right! Consultation of LIFE! hah~ and I am a popular anonymous after all. everyone thanking me that I've made their life straight...

But the Irony is... that the 'Ironers' is a failed NEET!!

damn...

I could make another people's life straight but couldn't make mine?!!

how funny is that... orz

well, it is so. Until I met with this person on the internet that called their selves 'Truck-san'.

heh, that is a pretty common name in the web novel society, especially in the Japanese’s.

well, to make it simple! now! I am traversing the road of my life!

I want to change! and became a good NEET!

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but... how did I do that?

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Sigh... let's come back to my room again...

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"It's been a while, everyone, It's Jessica Lunart Speaking as the news reporter on the Scene, as you can see there's an accident happening not long ago that killed 10 pedestrians without leaving their body intact. Just based on the Driver's testimony, he blamed his own stupidity to the Truck's. However, something incorrigible happening on the apartment building in the Benjamin-street. In total 2 floors of the apartment were destroyed and more than 30 bachelors and 4 families died in the accident. This incident of the stupidity of the Driver became another Tragedy in history, that leaving a deep scar and trauma for the owner of the apartment in another floor, that luckily left unscathed."

"now we were interviewing the Driver of the Truck."

"Mister K, what did you want to say to the viewer to shield you from the charge?"

"F*K!! I DIDN'T STEP ON THE PEDAL!! WHO THE HECK WILL BELIEVE ME IF I SAY THAT FUCKING S**T OF A TRUCK JUMP ON ITSELF LIKE 'kyaa, Senpai! hold me tight!'!! SH*T I SHOULD BELIEVE THE OTHER AND NOT USED THIS FU** OF A TRUCK!!"

"ah... I'm sorry again for the censored words and the verbal violence there... Jessica Lunart here reporting from the scene, and throwing the baton to the studio..."

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Meanwhile on the internet

Mr A : Whoooa! truck-sama creating another history

Sister D : the fuck... is wrong with those drivers?...

Hegemon A: huahahaha, hear that follower of mine! believe me! there's a spiritual thing reside in those trucks!

DAoist lord : yeah, like duh... those spiritual things seriously like a gasoline, why don't they just reside in the gas station...

Truck-san : Of course, we like to be free and search our life long companion!

Mr A : whoaa, Truck-san has come!

Hegemon A: Truck-san? what did you mean?

Truck-san : well... nothing at all... I just feel weird the thing is happening after yesterday's accident...

Sister D: well... yeah, isn't this case just telling the viewer’s that's nowhere is safe?....

DAoist lord: welp... that's a fact but, I feel really scared now...

Truck-san: I should try and tame one of the trucks so they could be my watch dog in case of some wild truck appear...

Ash! : gotta catch em all!

Hegemon : you just go back to your game! you immortal character!

DAoist lord : Even I feel envious of that stupidity of yours and your longevity and those admirers of yours Ash... Seriously...

Sister A : yeah! don't you feel sorry for them?! I mean, They love you and you leave them to meet another girl?!

Ash! : ummm, guys. you maybe mistake me for another character here...

Mr A : so... what did we talking about again?

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“What the fuck! I just let my eyes gone for a while and the fucking truck gets stolen! Then the fucking thing being held in an auction again… seriously… what the heck with this sentient truck…”

The man grumbling while he headed towards the police station to get his truck back to him, only to found that the truck has already run away by it… Of course, the police think it as a theft, but the person himself knows the truth while grumbling…

“dang it… I’m afraid to see another victim will come… I shall obliterate those demonic things once and for all… sigh…”

While crestfallen, he himself continue to walk, while searching for the truck’s location…