A pathetic anime nerd gets isekai'd the old-fashioned way: splattered by Truck-kun mid-binge. Reborn in Kamigoe City's Kamikoshi High with memories intact and a trash-tier system called Echo Evolution — copy weak supernatural traits from whatever tries (and fails) to kill you. No god-mode. Just sarcasm from the interface roasting your every near-death screw-up.

The world? Pure Dandadan madness: yokai that curse losers by yoinking their junk, aliens fixated on human "bananas," psychic grannies ready to exorcise you for existing, and high-schoolers punching cosmic horrors while hormones go nuclear.

Your new life as transfer student Haruto? One long, morbid joke. Every power-up costs blood, balls, or dignity (copy Turbo Granny's speed after she almost turns you into roadkill... again). Ecchi disasters escalate to lethal (accidental grope during a yokai chase = instant regret + combat interruption). The system mocks your virgin status nonstop: "Last pride status: Hanging by a thread. Survive another day, loser."
Romance simmers slow and awkward amid the gore—crushes born from shared trauma, interrupted confessions because Granny just showed up for round two. In a universe where puberty horror is literal and your "last pride" is public enemy #1, Haruto must mimic, adapt, laugh through the trauma... or become Kamigoe's next statistic in "mysterious genital vanishings."
Will he evolve into a yokai-alien hybrid survivor? Or just Turbo Granny's favorite chew toy?

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