2033 I Was Dragged Onto the Space-Time Highway by a Crazy Woman

"You will die gorgeously and grandly." The crazy pink woman broke in through the window and locked the U-shaped lock on my neck: "Follow me to find Millennium." Space-time highways, correction bureaus, time rifts, and old things that others don't want. Plastic water guns, rusty tapes, scrapped Subaru, everything hides forgotten memories. My teammates? Overtime rider, problem solver, has-been internet celebrity, veteran car repairman. Absurdity is the norm, complaints are weapons, and the knife is hidden in the smile. Live first. Look for Millennium again. [Adventure Highway·Urban Power·Old Object Empowerment]