The Retired Daimyo of Hotti is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Kitty with an iron fist, and remarkable for its smutty television, ubiquitous missile silos, and daily referendums. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 25.938 billion Hottians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tokyo. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Hottian economy, worth a remarkable 5,306 trillion Yen a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 204,585 Yen, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,875,860 per year while the poor average 2,362, a ratio of 794 to 1.

Oil rigs in winter are heated by contained oil slick fires, Little League matches are often attended by riot police with water cannon... just in case, getting an infected tattoo is considered a rite of passage in Hotti, and the government's official stance on scientific inquiry is 'there's no question so big that it can't be ignored'. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Hotti's national animal is the Fish, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is Shinto.

Hotti is ranked 8,661^st in the world and 3^rd in Feudal Japan for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 12,172.16 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.