My name is Lin Chen, and I work the night shift at a convenience store.
One night, a crack opened in the sky, and a baby Zetton fell out and trashed my store.
Then a group chat appeared on my phone.
It was full of Ultramen.
Real Ultramen, not the kind who cosplay on a forum.
Z says “Ossu” in the chat every day and says the tactics I taught him are incredibly useful.
Geed gets emotional late at night and deletes his messages. After I catch him, he starts calling me “Senior Lin Chen.”
Gai Kurenai from Orb borrows money all the time and never pays it back. The group’s AI debt-collection bot has already logged 650 yuan in unpaid loans.
Daichi from X keeps sending me cryptic code. In the end, I find out he’s secretly fixing my phone.
Yuna from Taiga… there are three Ultras living in his head, and the group chat turns into a multiple-personality show every day.
There’s also a gray-named user who appears and disappears without a trace, sending me anonymous location pins. The last line is always: “It’s still two thousand years too early.”
I don’t know anything about Ultraman. I just sell oden.
But now I have to arrange battle formations, offer emotional support, assign tactics, and remind Kurenai to pay me back, all for this group of Giants of Light.
The monsters have reached the convenience store entrance.
I yell from behind the counter:
“Haruki, flank them! Riku, cover him! Mr. Kurenai, can you put down the soda bottle first?!”
They call me “the strongest admin.”
All I want to know is:
Do admins get overtime pay?
[One-line summary]
A group of Giants of Light risk their lives fighting monsters, while I stay behind the lines shouting into my phone, “Hold steady, don’t feed them.”
“Ordinary human admin × group chat with Giants of Light × the noisiest version in the universe”
