Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

A hundred meters away from Saeki's house, a black television station van was parked quietly on the side of the road.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties with the ordinary surname Sato. He was wearing a wrinkled jacket and leaning casually against the driver's seat, waiting for A-gei and Hongdou to return.

"Thump!"

A dull thud, like something heavy hitting the floor, echoed down the alley. Sato instinctively sat up straight, rolled down the car window, and peered out.

"What's going on?"

In the dim light of the night, in the deep alley, he should have been able to see nothing clearly, but from such a distance, he could vaguely see a grayish-white light shining from the depths of the alley.

"Splash—!!"

There was another sound, like wood breaking, mixed with the muffled thud of something heavy collapsing.

Following closely behind, the commotion grew increasingly louder.

The dull thuds, the crashing of walls breaking, and a low, inhuman roar, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible woman's shriek, emanated from the Saeki residence, shattering the inky silence.

Something's not quite right.

Mr. Sato immediately became alert.

At the same time, lights came on in several neighboring houses, and the residents on both sides of the alley and street were awakened by the commotion. One by one, people opened their doors and windows to see what was happening outside.

After all, as the noise grew louder, it was no longer the kind of noise that could be produced by a typical family dispute or construction.

"What the hell is that noise?"

"Over there...the Saeki family's house? Hasn't that house been empty for a long time?"

"The Saeki family? Isn't that the Tokunaga family?"

"Tokunaga was a later resident, and his family was wiped out because they moved into the Saeki family's house."

"Are the legends of haunted houses true?"

"The family of three who were murdered more than a decade ago are still in the house, killing anyone who dares to move in. This is not a scary ghost story."

"This commotion doesn't sound like any ghosts or vengeful spirits; it's more like there's a monster inside."

……

Whispers spread through the air.

More and more people came out of their houses and gathered at the alley entrance and their own doorsteps, craning their necks to peer into the dark alleyway.

The light from the direction of the Saeki family's house flickered on and off, accompanied by continuous crashing and colliding sounds, occasionally interspersed with whimpers or roars that were indistinguishable from those of humans or beasts, making people feel uneasy.

Mr. Sato was the most uneasy. Hearing the whispers of the surrounding residents, his palms began to sweat.

However, if something really happens to A-gei and Hongdou after he brought them here, his job will be ruined.

Sato mustered his courage, got out of the car, and walked into the alley.

The alley was dark, with only a pale light emanating from a distant house, casting eerie shadows on the alley walls.

With the help of that eerie white light and moonlight, Mr. Sato could see all the way to the end of the alley at a glance, but his heart sank because he did not see A-gei and Hongdou.

Deep down, Mr. Sato had the worst possible guess in his mind.

Could it be that A-gei and Hong-dou are in that house that looks like it was violently demolished?

No! No, no! Absolutely not!

Mr. Sato took a deep breath, prayed silently, and walked step by step toward the house that was emitting an eerie white light and noise.

A cool night breeze crept into his collar, and he hunched his shoulders, slowing his pace. The murmurs from the alleyway behind him gradually subsided, replaced by the increasingly loud pounding of his own heart.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

At the same time, seeing someone lead the way into the alley, some bolder young people followed.

It's important to understand that most people have a herd mentality and a desire to watch the excitement. Coupled with the idea that a large group is more powerful than a dangerous group, many people living nearby gradually entered the alley to see what was happening.

When Sato finally reached the door of the Saeki family's house, the sight before him made him gasp in shock.

The old detached house of the Saeki family was being torn apart by the chaotic and violent white light inside. The walls were bulging and bursting open, and broken bricks and wood chips were spraying out as if they were being hit by an explosion. The entire structure of the house was groaning, as if a trapped beast was ramming its cage with brute force.

Even more bizarrely, through the holes and collapses in the walls, one could see a vaguely outlined white giant, about three or four meters tall, with an exceptionally large physique, swinging its arms and colliding with something. The violent actions released a ferocious force, each movement generating a violent gust of wind, crashing against the walls or floor and causing further collapses.

Just behind the white giant, Sato caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

That flashy and eye-catching stage costume... belongs to A-gei from the Twilight Kintoki duo!

"Ah... Miss Ah Gei?"

Sato's heart was pounding, and his legs felt weak.

What the hell is this thing?!

"What the hell?"

The young man who followed in voiced Sato's innermost thoughts.

"A battle of superpowers?"

"Is this a ghostly or paranormal event?"

"So superpowers really do exist!"

"The legendary, unknown underworld! Am I going to become the protagonist?"

……

The people following behind widened their eyes upon seeing what was happening inside and couldn't help but start complaining.

They followed in with trepidation, thinking about the long-standing ghost stories and wondering if it was some kind of scary supernatural event.

And what happened? Such a huge commotion is clearly something that usually happens in battle anime. Where would a ghost be able to cause this kind of destruction?

For a moment, everyone showed an expression of excitement and shock. To the young people of the island nation, who were obsessed with being delusional, this was clearly seeing the reality of the world. The conflict between those superpowered individuals hidden in the shadows had allowed them to witness it by sheer luck.

Looking at the scene before him, Sato felt at a loss. He subconsciously took out his phone, wanting to report the situation to the TV station.

After all, we can't just let him go into such a dangerous place and bring Ah Ge out, can we?

He didn't even bother looking for a number; he simply dialed the number for the TV station's logistics department from his recent calls, and the call was quickly answered.

"Sato? Why are you calling so suddenly? What's going on with A-gei and Aoko? Has it been resolved, or are they still unable to get to the TV station on time?"

On the other end of the phone, the logistics staff's voice was as impatient as ever, and the background noise from the studio could be heard.

It's almost time for the show to start, and if A-Ge and Hong-Dou don't go back soon, today's show will have to be canceled.

"The situation...the situation...I don't know! Miss A-ge and Miss Hongdou suddenly went into a small alley, and then there was a lot of noise, like a demolition. I chased after them and saw a glowing giant destroying houses! Miss Hongdou didn't see it! Miss A-ge seemed...seemed to be confronting that thing? No, she's..."

His words were incoherent and confusing, leaving the person on the other end of the phone bewildered. They urgently pressed him for clarification: "What giant? Sato-san, explain yourself clearly! What…?"

Just then, a burst of intense blue-white light suddenly erupted from the direction of the Saeki family's living room!

The light was so dazzling that it overwhelmed the other gray and white light and shadow in the room, yet it also gave people a sense of rage.

He subconsciously focused his gaze in that direction.

In the light, a massive, red and silver body emerged with a clear outline. It had a broad breastplate, sharp darts, and enormous eyes that seemed to glow...

Sato stared wide-eyed, letting the phone slip from his palm without reacting. He stared blankly at the huge figure that rose from the blue and white light, his mind a complete blank, as if all the noise had faded away.

Sato wasn't the only one with this expression and attitude. The young people who had been watching the game with excited expressions, waiting for their new lives to begin, were frozen in place as if they had been frozen in place, staring dumbfounded at the scene unfolding before them.

"Feed? Sato-san? Feed?! What's going on? Speak!"

An urgent shout came from the phone.

"Sato-san? What did you see? Should we call the police?"

Several seconds passed before Sato jolted awake, as if from a nightmare. He picked up his phone with trembling hands, held it to his ear, his voice hoarse and filled with disbelief and disorientation.

"...Ultraman."

"What?"

"Ultraman Seven!"

Sato murmured to himself, his eyes still fixed on the giant that had appeared in the room.

"I saw it... Ultraman Seven!"

On the other end of the phone, in the TV station's office area, the staff member who answered the call frowned more and more as he listened to the words coming through the receiver. Several other staff members paced back and forth anxiously, waiting for a clear answer.

"What exactly happened?"

When an employee noticed the strange expression on the face of the person answering the phone, he quickly asked what was wrong.

"He said... he saw Ultraman."

The person who answered the phone covered the receiver and spoke softly, with a look of bewilderment on their face.

"No, has he gone mad?"

The colleague was taken aback, his expression unusually strange, unsure how to react.

"Sato-san!"

The person who answered the phone spoke again to the other end, their tone becoming serious.

"Please calm down and explain what happened! Have A-Ge and Miss Hongdou run into some trouble? Should we call the police now?"

In the alley, Sato's eyes were wide open.

Inside the room, the red and silver giant—the delusional Seven—moved.

It let out a low, inhuman roar, and swung its right arm out, its fist whistling through the air as it slammed into the chest of the white giant creature opposite it!

"Bang!!!"

The deafening roar made Sato's eardrums tingle. The light and shadow on the white giant's chest instantly caved in, and countless tiny white lights burst out like sparks. The entire massive body was thrown off the ground and floated backward.

"BOOM—!!!"

The white giant crashed through the already crumbling wall between the living room and the kitchen, sending bricks, wood chips, and dust billowing into the air.

Without pausing, Seven caught up quickly, raised his foot, and stomped down on the white giant who hadn't even gotten up yet!

"Thump—!!!"

The ground trembled violently as the white giant's head was slammed into the floorboards, causing the surrounding floor to crack and collapse in a spiderweb pattern. More white light dissipated, and the giant's body visibly shrank.

It was obvious that the white giant was no match for Seven's delusions; Seven would shatter it in no time.

"I'm not crazy! I saw it clearly! That really is Ultraman! Ultraman Seven!"

Sato gripped his phone tightly, his eyes fixed on the interior—no, it was no longer interior—that detached house was about to be completely demolished.

The violence that could easily destroy walls and buildings shocked Sato, and he recounted what he had seen with an incredulous and astonished tone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, with only rapid breathing heard. The TV station staff seemed to be wondering if Sato was going crazy.

A few seconds later, another, more composed voice answered the phone: "Sato, this is the program's supervisor. Are you sure you're mentally sound? If you are, I'd like you to tell us your current location and record the evidence."

"I'm in the Nerima area..."

Sato quickly gave the address, then looked somewhat confused.

"evidence?"

"In your car trunk, there's a Sony DVCAM digital camcorder, model DSR-250, and a few Mini DV tapes. You don't need to be a great shot; you should know the most basic shooting techniques, right? You're a veteran; you've helped with similar things before."

"Yes...yes!"

Sato remembered that the station did indeed equip each of its outing vans with this kind of equipment so that they could sometimes shoot additional outdoor footage on short notice.

"Now, use that camera to film everything you can! Understand?"

"I……"

Sato hesitated; he did not agree immediately.

For no other reason than that the power of that delusional Seven is too great. When he gets the camera, that white giant will be crushed, right?

However, at that moment, his hope grew even stronger.

Age stood not far from the white giant, her body enveloped in a pale light, screaming something at the red and silver giant. Her hands waved wildly, and the light emanating from her body flowed towards the pale giant.

As she moved, the white giant that had been stepped on seemed to gain power, and the severe damage to its body was restored.

It struggled, trying to push away the delusional Seven's feet with its arms.

Seeing this, Sato was overjoyed. Although he knew that Ultraman's enemy would not be a good person, it would be best if that monster could hold on a little longer.

He quickly turned around, pushed aside the still-stunned crowd, and ran towards the street outside.

However, he failed to see that, against the delusional Seven, that level of self-healing ability was meaningless.

The delusional Seven seemed to be enraged. It bent down, grabbed one of the white giant's arms with both hands, and exerted force!

"Sizzle—!!"

The white giant's entire arm was forcibly torn off by the delusional Seven. From the severed end, a massive amount of pale light gushed out like a depressurized balloon. Then, with another punch, he blasted the white giant's head apart and also smashed through the outer wall of the room, causing the already crumbling wall to collapse.

This was undoubtedly an overwhelming battle, an extremely violent and visually striking one. It was as if Seven was completely unconcerned about the destruction to the environment; with every move he made, the entire first floor of the Saeki family home was now almost completely razed to the ground.

The walls were riddled with huge holes, the ceiling had collapsed and drooped, and fragments of furniture and building materials littered the floor. With each punch it threw, it accelerated the complete disintegration of the house.