The show commits to its premise with zero irony. Keijo treats competitive butt-fighting like it's legitimate sport drama, complete with training montages, rival backstories, and genuine stakes for a character who just wants to escape poverty. That absolute sincerity is where the comedy lives, not in winking at the audience about how absurd it is. You're watching someone train her glutes with the same desperation a shonen protagonist trains their fists, and the show never breaks character to make fun of itself. It's funnier because it means it.
Nozomi Kaminashi has one shot at escaping poverty: becoming a professional in Keijo, a bizarre sport where competitors stand on floating platforms and eliminate opponents using only their lower bodies and chests. It sounds ridiculous because it absolutely is, but the prize money is serious. A former gymnast with natural balance and flexibility, Nozomi enrolls in an elite training school to prepare for professional competition. What she discovers is a world of unexpected intensity, where mastering technique matters as much as physical strength. Her classmates range from wealthy athletes to fellow underdogs hunting the same financial dream, and the rivalries run deep. The sport itself is absurd enough to keep things lighthearted, but the training sequences are genuinely intense. Nozomi's competitive fire and determination anchor the story while the ridiculous premise allows the anime to lean into slapstick humor and over-the-top action. If you want sports anime energy wrapped in an outrageous concept that never takes itself too seriously, this scratches that itch in completely unexpected ways.