What if: denji trains like saitama and removes his limits.
In this fic, there will be many changes in content compared to the original series.
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I write stories for fun
(Some time before joining the Public Safety Division)
In Ghost City
On a beautiful Sunday, Denji was sitting in his room reading manga, with Pochita obediently reading alongside him. The manga in Denji's hands was "Oolong Academy: Living Mascot, Volume 15," a volume he had accidentally found at a bookstore.
"Boring," Denji muttered. "The story's good, but half the volumes are missing..."
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"Huh... this..." Denji murmured, looking at a recipe. "Maybe I can make this?"
Denji: "Hey, Pochita! Let's try making this for dinner!"
Pochita: "Woof!"
The two immediately stood up, grabbing a shovel and a bucket.
Denji held the bucket in one hand and lifted Pochita onto his shoulder with the other. He crouched slightly and shot off toward a construction site a fair distance away.
Some time later
"Here it is, here it is!" Denji said. In front of him was a construction site with dozens of workers busily at work. Denji and Pochita snuck inside, heading for a large pile of sand. They quickly shoveled sand into the bucket.
"HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" the construction manager shouted upon seeing them. Denji and Pochita jumped in surprise.
Denji: "RUN!" He grabbed Pochita and bolted.
"STOP, YOU THIEF!!" the manager continued yelling, even though they were already far away.
Denji: "WHAT THE HELL! JUST A LITTLE SAND AND YOU CALL US THIEVES?!"
Ghost City
Denji: "...Damn... almost got me. But hey, the bucket's full now."
He looked at the sand-filled bucket and gave a small smile.
Denji went into the kitchen, grabbed a large pan, dumped in the sand, and turned on the gas stove.
Meanwhile, Chain-chita carefully took four eggs, made a tiny hole in each, and slowly poured chili sauce into the openings. Pochita covered the holes with his paw and began spinning the eggs around like a whirlwind.
Denji: "What are you doing?!" He smacked Chain-chita lightly on the head.
Chain-chita: "I... I... I saw it in a manga..."
Denji: "Just shake them normally! No need to do acrobatics in the kitchen. Now give me the eggs."
Chain-chita handed the eggs to Denji. He shook them lightly, then buried them quickly in the hot sand, pulling his hands out immediately, leaving only the eggs behind.
A few minutes later, Denji dug through the sand and pulled out four blackened eggs. Both stared at them nervously.
Denji: "I'll peel them..." He peeled the shells only to find... nothing special. "What the hell... there's no design on these eggs! The chili just soaked in!"
Chain-chita: "Well... then try eating them?"
They both tasted the eggs, only to realize that they were just eggs with chili sauce—nothing extraordinary.
Denji: "Huh... I expected more. But still... edible."
Chain-chita: "So what about all this sand now?"
Denji: "Just put it back."
They returned the sand to the construction site and got chased again. And that was just another ordinary day for Denji and Pochita.
