Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

In a booth by the floor-to-ceiling window, Amamiya Rin observed the guests around her.

Not many people believe in Ultraman Seven; if you're not a firsthand witness, it's about 50/50.

but……

"There was no hindrance."

"What?"

"The existence and spread of Ultraman Seven has not been officially classified as a rumor to date."

Amamiya Rin turned around and said to Tomie.

(Why? Let's ask the magical conch shell!)

A lively female voice rang in Amamiya Rin's mind.

In the guest room of the high-end mansion, Moro, receiving the adoration of the powerful and wealthy, had a beautiful smile curving his lips.

(Hey! Don't interrupt, this is a date between Ah Lin and me.)

The idea of ​​"Meat-Changing Tomie" intruded into [Tomie Network], filled with displeasure and anger.

(Even so, your muscle brain can't keep up with Ah Lin's topic, can it?)

Moro rested his chin on his hand, teasing Tomie, who only possessed brute strength, with a smile, like playing with a kitten that was easily provoked.

(What did you say?!)

Tomie's forehead creased into a zigzag pattern, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked. The guests at the opposite table glanced over instinctively, then quickly looked away.

"alright."

Amamiya Rin raised her hand and pressed down on the clenched fist of the meat-clad Tomie.

(You wouldn't want the muscle-headed guy you're talking about to come and beat you up, would you?)

Amamiya Rin's words and actions vented Kokukai Tomie's anger and also made Mara Tomie stop provoking Kokukai Tomie.

No, Tomie, as a Mara, knows her limits. Even if Amamiya Rin didn't intervene, things wouldn't have escalated to that point.

Tomie Mara picked up the teacup offered by the waitress, smiling without saying a word.

Meat-modified Tomie puffed out her cheeks and snorted unhappily.

"However, she probably meant that the authorities were using their resources to cover up the high-rise apartment issue."

(You got it right! Here's a kiss for you, darling.)

The soft laughter of Moro Tomie could be heard from 【Tomie Network】.

(Still provoking me? Fine! I'm going to the wedding banquet tonight too!)

Meat-modified Tomie's lips were pressed into a thin line, her cheeks were clenched so hard that you could see the outline of her jawbone sliding slightly under her skin.

Since that imposter caused trouble while she and Ah Lin were on their date, she shouldn't blame her for going to the wedding banquet and disturbing the imposter and Ah Lin's time together!

(Huh? How could this be?)

Moro Tomie's voice suddenly became pitiful, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

(Protests are in vain. Tonight, even if a mountain stands in my way, I will tunnel through it!)

Meat-modified Tomie raised her chin, a haughty and smug expression on her face.

"Sir, your beef curry rice."

At that moment, the waiter came over with a tray, placed the steaming curry rice in front of Amamiya Rin, and then turned to Tomie.

"Miss, here's your creamy mushroom pasta, Caesar salad, and ice cream soda."

"Thanks."

Amamiya Rin nodded and picked up the spoon.

The aroma of curry wafted into my nostrils, the rice grains were plump, and the beef was stewed until tender.

He scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

"How does it taste?"

Distracted by the waiter, Tomie, who had decided to cause trouble in the evening, stopped arguing with Moro and looked at Amamiya Rin across from her.

"fine."

Amamiya Rin swallowed it, then scooped up another spoonful.

"Only you would find this kind of food acceptable in a place like this. Let's let it go this time. Now that we have a secure source of funding, next time we should at least choose a high-end Western restaurant."

Tomie muttered to herself, picked up a fork and poked it into the cream sauce, rolled up a large lump of noodles, stuffed it into her mouth, and her brows relaxed slightly.

Her face puffed up, and her cheeks twitched like an angry hamster.

Amamiya Rin smiled noncommittally. He didn't have any requirements in this regard, as long as it wasn't bad-tasting. He couldn't even taste the difference between high-end ingredients in so-called upscale restaurants.

However, since Tomie and her ilk were happy with it, they let them be; it was just ordinary materialism and vanity.

Sensing Amamiya Rin's indulgence...or rather, tolerance, Meat-Changing Tomie frowned, feeling somewhat bored, and brought up the old matter again, asking why the official hadn't refuted the rumors.

"What does it mean that the authorities are using their resources to cover up high-end housing?"

Tomie asked, puzzled.

"More than 100 special police officers died, three helicopters were destroyed, seven or eight armored vehicles were scrapped, the command vehicle was shattered into pieces, the Superintendent General and the Deputy Superintendent General were killed on the spot, and her Six Paths Five Wheels Kurikara Tensho. The casualties and commotion of this level are no less than the Giant of Light incident in Nerima Ward, and the turmoil it will cause will be far greater."

Amamiya Rin slowly explained, analyzing the political factors behind the situation for Meat-Gai Tomie.

"However, until now, we haven't seen anyone mention the incident in Chiyoda Ward. There's been no news about it on TV or in newspapers. If nothing unexpected happens, the extensive coverage of the Giant of Light incident in Nerima Ward by TV stations is also partly due to government intervention. They intend to hype up this entertainment topic to cover up what's happening in Chiyoda Ward."

After a pause, Amamiya Rin added.

"If nothing unexpected happens, she also deserves credit. The mayor, or other influential people, also mentioned this plan in their discussions at the higher levels."

"That guy's rampage had a huge impact, but didn't the Giant of Light incident have a similar effect?"

Meat-modified Tomie took a bite of ice cream soda and asked Amamiya Rin a sarcastic question.

Amamiya Rin shook her head slightly and continued to explain, "The impact is significant, but the commotion is even greater. After all, there's an area with a diameter of two kilometers, and at least a thousand people are participants and witnesses of the Giant of Light incident. It's not easy to cover it up, especially since a more serious crisis has emerged there. Rather than diverting resources to cover up two incidents, it's better to amplify the incident that doesn't threaten our side, using it as cover for the other. After all, the Giant of Light, Ultraman Seven, and the psychic who eliminates vengeful spirits—whatever the truth is, spreading it as rumors won't cause them any harm... However, I think those politicians are also confused now about what form Ultraman Seven actually takes."

Yes, what kind of being is Ultraman Seven?

While Amamiya Rin and Tomie were discussing this matter, the Giant of Light incident became the biggest news in Tokyo, and it was also the most troublesome problem for the upper-level politicians who had barely covered up the Chiyoda Ward massacre.

"Ultraman really exists? Are you kidding me! Could it be a gas leak?"

Faced with eyewitness accounts, photos, and videos, politicians have expressed their inability to accept the reports.

For reasons so absurd that they have come to regard the excuse they used to cover up the Chiyoda Ward massacre as the truth of the matter.