Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Having spent more time in the Ultraman Tiga world recently, Dan Moroboshi's temper has visibly improved. In the morning training grounds, he patiently corrects the fighting techniques of the GUTS members, even slowing down the pace and providing guidance to technicians like Nori, who are slightly weaker physically. In the evenings, when chatting with Choi Myung on the rooftop of the camp, he watches the human soldiers teasing each other in the distance, and a smile always unconsciously appears on his lips, his eyes filled with satisfaction—the humans here are simply the "Haki" he most admires and wants to protect.

They would risk their lives to protect their comrades, work tirelessly through the night to develop defensive weapons, and never consider giving up, even when facing powerful monsters. Occasionally, they'd encounter a few "brainless" individuals—like radicals questioning the meaning of Ultraman's existence, or opportunists trying to exploit monsters for personal gain—but Dan Moroboshi would only glance at them indifferently, not giving them much thought. He knew that no race could be perfect in every way, and expecting everyone to be intelligent and rational was unrealistic. Compared to his original world, the humans here were already pure enough and hardworking enough; this satisfaction far outweighed those insignificant flaws.

Cui Ming teased him more than once: "You're like an 'old father' now, looking at everyone with a kind and benevolent filter."

Dan Moroboshi didn't argue, but just smiled and handed him a drink: "It's rare to meet such a trustworthy human being, so it's no big deal to be more tolerant."

But no one knew that behind this "tolerance" lay a more turbulent extremism. The more the humans in this world loved them, the more they felt they deserved to be protected, and the lower Dan Moroboshi's tolerance for "threats" became. In his own world, when faced with alien invasions, he would first observe their intentions and occasionally give them a chance to "repent"; but in this world, his standards had already subtly changed—any being that dared to harm the humans here did not deserve forgiveness.

Once, EDF detected a suspicious spaceship loitering near Earth. Upon learning this, Dan Moroboshi, without even formulating a detailed response plan, immediately transformed into Seven and rushed over. The spaceship was actually just a passing alien research vessel with no malicious intent, but Seven still used his Ultra Telekinesis to control it. His cold gaze swept over the aliens in the cabin, his tone carrying an undeniable deterrent: "Leave Earth's airspace immediately. If you dare to approach again, I'll tear your spaceship to pieces." Only after watching the research vessel flee in disarray did Seven deactivate his transformation. When he returned to camp, the chill on his face hadn't completely faded.

Cui Ming noticed his unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask, "It's just a research vessel, there's no need to be so nervous, is there?"

Dan Moroboshi was silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking: "I'm afraid." He was afraid that the ship was a disguised intruder, afraid that it would suddenly attack the humans, and afraid that if he didn't stop it in time, the humans here would be harmed. "The humans here are too good, and I don't want them to get hurt by any accident. So as long as there is even the slightest threat, I want to eliminate them completely."

Cui Ming instantly understood—Dan Moroboshi's current "bloodlust" was even stronger than in his original world. It was just that this bloodlust was wrapped in his gentleness towards humans, and it was almost invisible when there was no real crisis; but once an intruder dared to provoke him, this suppressed bloodlust would completely erupt, and what awaited the intruder would be a counterattack that was absolutely more ruthless than before.

Just like now, Dan Moroboshi appears to be gently guiding training and interacting with humans every day, but in reality, he has already drawn a "death line" for the invaders in his mind. He silently memorizes the threats that may exist in the universe, familiarizes himself with the defensive weaknesses of various regions of Earth in advance, and even secretly checks the energy of the Ultra Glasses in the dead of night—he is waiting, waiting for those ignorant invaders to come to his door, and then let them understand: if they dare to touch his beloved "Haki," they must be prepared to pay the price with their lives.

Perhaps one day in the future, when new aliens arrive on Earth with malice, they will see a Seven completely different from the legendary "gentle predecessor"—a red giant wielding an ice axe, his eyes unwavering, his beams powerful enough to tear the night sky apart, each attack carrying a ruthless intent to annihilate. Only then will the invaders regret: they shouldn't have provoked this "human-favoring" Showa-era Seven, and they certainly shouldn't have come to this world that Seven is desperately protecting.

On the training ground at dawn, the rising sun had just painted the ground a warm gold when Dan Moroboshi was already standing there, holding a training stick, demonstrating fighting techniques to Daigo. Unlike usual, he didn't shout commands in a serious tone, but slowed his movements, explaining softly as he swung the stick: "When you strike, your wrist must be steady, don't use too much force, and control the direction to accurately hit the target." Daigo listened attentively, nodded, and carefully imitated the movements, taking the stick. His first attempt was a little stiff, and he almost dropped the stick. He scratched his head sheepishly, "Dan Moroboshi-senpai, let me try again." Dan Moroboshi didn't scold him at all; instead, he smiled encouragingly, "It's okay, take your time, you'll get the hang of it after a few more tries."

During the subsequent training, Daigo remained focused and obedient throughout. When Dan Moroboshi asked him to practice the basic movements repeatedly, he did so meticulously, even as sweat beaded on his forehead. When Dan pointed out his shortcomings, he immediately corrected them earnestly and would even proactively ask, "Senpai, is this correct?" Even during breaks, he would proactively hand Dan Moroboshi water and softly ask, "Senpai, are you tired? Would you like to rest a little longer?"

This well-behaved and sensible nature made Dan Moroboshi exceptionally patient. He not only wore a gentle smile throughout, but also handed Daigo a towel from time to time, and even patted him gently on the shoulder when Daigo completed a difficult move: "Well done, you're improving quickly." The entire training process was free of harsh reprimands and intense punishments; it was more like an elder patiently instructing a junior, a warmth unlike that of an Ultra Warrior training a junior.

If Gen, who was undergoing Moroboshi Dan's "devil training" in another time and space, happened to see this scene through a time-space rift, he would be so shocked that his mouth would open wide and he would almost drop the training weights in his hands: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" He remembered that every time he trained, Moroboshi Dan's requirements were extremely strict. If he made a slight mistake, he would have to double the physical training. Running fifty kilometers and fighting ten simulated monsters were commonplace. Not to mention a gentle smile, he rarely heard even a word of encouragement.

Daigo's "obedience" hit Moroboshi Dan's soft spot. The humans here already made Moroboshi Dan especially fond of them, and Daigo was obedient, hardworking, and polite, never complaining or slacking off. Moroboshi Dan simply couldn't bring himself to be strict with such a junior.

In contrast, although Gen also works hard, he is sometimes stubborn and goes against Dan Moroboshi. He always wants to push his limits during training, so Dan Moroboshi naturally has to be stricter with him, for fear that he will get hurt because of his impulsiveness.

Therefore, different times and places will receive different treatment.

Of course, Phoenix from the world of Choi Myung encountered Choi Myung.

His training is going to be even more brutal!

After training, Daigo bowed in gratitude: "Thank you, Dan Moroboshi! I learned a lot today!" Dan Moroboshi smiled and nodded: "You're welcome. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand." Seeing this from a distance, Choi Myung couldn't help but tease the GUTS team members beside him: "Look, Daigo's kid's even 'softened' our Showa-era old man, Denki." The team members nodded in agreement, thinking that only a well-behaved kid like Daigo could elicit such a gentle side from Dan Moroboshi. (End of Chapter)