Xian Yu has lived in a ridiculously absurd world since childhood. The uncle next door hauls monster feed to his evil organization every morning, then comes home at dusk to tell his son bedtime stories about Kamen Rider. The old lady downstairs can haggle with demolition monsters, asking them to stay away from the quilts she has hanging out to dry. Even on the way to school, you have to detour around the Super Sentai mecha so you don’t get hit by their practice lasers.
Heroes are busy livestreaming for tips, magical-girl concert tickets sell for sky-high prices, and the villain organizations’ job ads promise “full benefits and weekends off.” Everyone in the city is chasing “Justice KPIs” and climbing the “Evil Performance Rankings.” Only Xian Yu sits behind the counter at the “Rest Stop,” replacing parts in broken Rider belts and tightening screws on malfunctioning magic wands.
Someone advises him, “With your skills, you could get rich as a team’s technical director!”
Without looking up, he says, “I’m busy.”
Someone else tries to recruit him: “Come repair our doomsday cannon! We’ll double your pay and cover your food and lodging!”
He throws a wrench at them. “Make another peep and I’ll dismantle your prosthetic limbs.”
Nobody knows that this cold-faced repairman changes at night. Once his dark silver mask is on, it doesn’t matter whether you’re a diva hero or a villain coasting on a paycheck. If you cross Xian Yu’s line, he’ll beat you to a pulp.
He fixes things to earn a living and beats people up to feel better. As for this world being absurd beyond belief? Things are what they are. Let’s eat first.
Very good, I feel like I'm watching "Sentai Disqualification"
You can take a brief look at it. At first glance, it has the background of mutations and teams, but then it is okay to expand the rhythm of the world background. However, I am afraid that the world view will be too big to write later.
It's pretty good food as you can see.