Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Sextant was admitted to the ward once again, his whole body still wrapped in thick bandages, looking like a mummy unable to move. Even his mouth was tightly bound, and he could only make muffled whimpers, looking miserable and pitiful.

What was rare was that Shinji Ikari actually took the initiative to come and see him. He pushed open the door, walked into the ward, and his gaze fell on the figure wrapped in bandages on the hospital bed. He paused for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a smile—a smile that had been suppressed for a long time and came from the bottom of his heart. He was very happy and his eyes were full of relief.

"You've finally met your match!" Shinji Ikari walked to the bedside, looking down at Sextans with a tone full of sarcasm and satisfaction. His long-suppressed grievances and dissatisfaction were finally released at this moment.

"Waaaaah!!!"

Sextant trembled with rage upon hearing Shinji Ikari's words, letting out angry and desperate sobs. But his bandages were so tightly wrapped that he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand, and he could only let Shinji Ikari mock him. That feeling of powerlessness was more devastating to him than the pain in his body.

"That's good. I'm relieved to see you like this." Shinji Ikari curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes still full of pleasure. Looking at Sextans's miserable state, he had only one thought in his mind: It's so satisfying, so very satisfying.

"Great!!!" he shouted in his heart. The repression and pain that Sextant had brought him for so long was finally released at this moment. Looking at Sextant's disheveled state, he felt a sense of relief.

"Alright, I'm not going to stay with you anymore. I feel disgusted just looking at your face." Shinji Ikari straightened up, frowned, and said with disgust, not wanting to look at Sextans again.

Then, Shinji Ikari turned around and walked straight towards the door of the ward. As he left, he didn't forget to wave and greet Spike, who was guarding the door.

Seeing this, Spike quickly flicked its tail and waved its paw at Shinji Ikari, indicating that he could rest assured and that it would definitely handle the task of guarding the Sextant perfectly.

The ward door was gently closed, and the room instantly fell silent, with only the sextant's suppressed and desperate "whooshing" sound echoing in the empty ward.

But not long after, the muffled whimpering suddenly turned into an even more miserable and desperate "woo-woo-woo" sound, so shrill that it made one's scalp tingle - because a thin snake had somehow crawled in and was slowly moving up the bed leg toward Sextant, who was wrapped in bandages, and its cold scales had already touched his skin.

On the other side, Shinji Ikari had just stepped out of Sextans's ward. The moment he closed the door, the smugness on his face gradually faded, replaced by a complex mix of emotions and relief. He stopped and stood at the corner of the corridor, suddenly looking into the empty air, and muttered to himself, "Mother, Sextans finally got what he deserved."

His voice was soft, carrying a hint of suppressed grievance, as if he were telling his mother about the hardships he had endured over the years, or as if he were seeking recognition.

Just then, a gentle yet somewhat cold voice came from beside him, soothingly saying, "Alright, Shinji, I understand what you mean. Don't worry. I won't care about this man anymore."

Shinji Ikari whirled around, a flicker of surprise in his eyes—a faint, ethereal figure was slowly appearing beside him, slender and gentle-looking—it was none other than his mother, Yui Ikari, whom he had longed for day and night. Indeed, this ethereal figure of Yui was not a chance occurrence, but a deliberate ploy by the world's consciousness to "stir things up," specifically to observe the reactions of all parties when Sextant met such a fate.

However, unlike the gentle, patient, and accommodating Yui Ikari in Sextans' memories, this phantom Yui doesn't care at all about Sextans' tragic fate, and even has a hint of undisguised anger and disgust in his eyes.

She couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Damn it! I sacrificed myself and gave it my all back then, all for my child, to protect Shinji! And you, Sextans, have only ever thought about your own ambition, acting all sentimental and wronged?!"

Damn it!!! The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. If it weren't for the fact that she was in a phantom state, she would have rushed in right now and given Sextant a few more punches!
This phantom of Yui Ikari has a lot to say about Sextans—after all, Sextans' actions over the years have been truly outrageous. He has never truly cared about Shinji, nor has he truly appreciated her sacrifices; all he cares about are his own plans and ambitions. Such a man doesn't deserve even a shred of her pity.

Yui Ikari's phantom gently raised her hand and touched Shinji's head, her tone much gentler: "Shinji, you don't need to worry about him anymore. His fate is entirely his own fault, and has nothing to do with us."

Shinji Ikari looked at his mother's illusory figure, his eyes slightly reddening, and nodded vigorously. The last trace of resentment in his heart completely dissipated at that moment.

Looking at Yui's illusory image, Shinji's eyes reddened even more, his heart filled with warmth and dependence. He gently rubbed his mother's palm, sincerely feeling: on my side, Mom is still the best.

He couldn't help but think of Sextant, his nominal father, who had never shown him any concern, only cared about his own ambitions and plans, and only used him as a tool to achieve his goals. He never asked him how he was doing, nor did he care about his grievances and fears.

Compared to that sextant, Mom truly cares about him. She only has eyes for him, only thinks about protecting him, and only comforts him. This gentleness and care is something the sextant can never give.

As he was thinking, Shinji Ikari suddenly slapped his forehead, a look of realization flashing in his eyes: Oh right, I still need to go find Mr. Choi Myeong.

Mr. Choi Myung is a really good person. Unlike Sextans, he is cold and selfish and never forces him to do things he doesn't want to do. Whenever he is in trouble or feels helpless, Mr. Choi Myung will appear, silently help him solve his problems, gently guide him, and even treat him like a family member, giving him a sense of security he has never felt before.

He thought to himself that he must thank Mr. Cui Ming properly for taking care of him all this time, and also for helping him and his mother to get revenge and for making Sextant get what it deserved.

Yui's illusory form looked at the warmth in Shinji's eyes, smiled gently, and patted his shoulder lightly: "Go, go find Mr. Choi Myung. He is indeed a trustworthy person."

Shinji Ikari nodded vigorously, a long-lost, relaxed smile appearing on his face. He waved to his mother's illusory image, then turned and walked towards Mr. Choi's direction, his steps light and quick, his heart filled with anticipation and warmth—he was finally no longer haunted by the Sextant's shadow, with his mother's concern and Mr. Choi's care by his side; everything would slowly get better. (End of Chapter)