Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Hinako Fukami felt as if she had a very strange dream.

She returned to Rongzhiqiu, the Rongzhiqiu of many years ago.

She, Shu, Rinko, Sakiko, and Toshiyuki—they're all at Ebisugaoka, still looking like they did in their youth.

However, an extra character has appeared, one that should only exist in tokusatsu dramas.

In that bizarre dream, Sakiko suddenly died without repaying the money, and even after being resurrected, she had no intention of repaying it.

Toshiyuki is a fox spirit; her grandfather was a nine-tailed fox with eight tails swaying behind him. They told her that the wedding was actually a ritual, a ritual to sacrifice a woman to a water dragon.

Then, Ultraman Seven chose her and made her his human form, allowing her to defeat the fox spirit.

"Seriously, this is too dreamlike! It doesn't even make sense logically."

Hinako Fukami murmured to herself, her voice so low that only she could hear it.

She took off her cotton hat, paused slightly when her fingers touched the brim, and then slowly removed it.

"Miss Deep Water?"

The priest officiating the wedding called out Hinako Fukami's surname, his voice trembling with unease. His hand hovered above the bronze bell, the mallet suspended in mid-air, not falling.

Across from Hinako Fukami, Toshiyuki Toki raised his head and looked at his fiancée with a complicated expression.

His lips parted slightly and then closed again, his fingers tightened on his knees, his knuckles turning white.

"I'm sorry, this wedding has to end here."

Hinako Fukami spoke softly and calmly, as if stating something utterly ordinary.

Although she still couldn't figure out what kind of strange dream she had just had, Hinako Fukami had already made up her mind about her feelings.

She refused to marry Toki Hisayuki because of her parents' wishes.

The not-so-loud sound suddenly erupted into a commotion in the worship hall.

"What? The bride says she's not getting married?"

"What happened?"

"Are you kidding me? This isn't a place for jokes!"

"Heh heh, the Chang family is going to lose all face now!"

"Coming today was definitely the right decision!"

……

Inside the worship hall, discussions were in full swing, with guests whispering amongst themselves. Some wore expressions of anticipation, their lips slightly upturned, while others frowned and shook their heads, conversing quietly with those around them. Their eyes darted back and forth between Fukami Hinako and Toki Hisashi, their excitement barely concealed.

Kanta Fukami abruptly stood up from his seat, his face flushed, veins bulging on his forehead, and he shouted through trembling lips, "Hinako! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"Hinako..."

Shen Shuijunjiang also stood up, grabbing her husband's sleeve, her expression a mixture of shock and fear.

Iwai Osamu, who was standing at the back, was stunned when he heard those words.

"It worked... Hahahaha! It worked! That medicine really made Hinako understand her true thoughts!"

The next moment, the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably, curving into an irrepressible arc.

Even though he knew he shouldn't laugh in this situation and shouldn't let anyone see his expression, his shoulders were still trembling violently.

Rinko Nishizono stood beside him, watching everything unfold.

Looking at Iwai Osamu's barely suppressed joy, she felt as if a lump of cotton was stuck in her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She took a deep breath, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him. Her gaze passed over the crowd and landed on Hinako Fukami, her eyes filled with coldness.

Hinako Fukami ignored everyone, her gaze sweeping over the crowd and landing on a corner on the side of the worship hall.

My best friend, who owes me 500 yen, is rubbing his head, looking like he just woke up, his eyes not fully open, his fingers tucked into his hair.

Beside her best friend stood a man she had never seen before today. The man was leaning against a woman, his head bowed, his posture weary yet relaxed. That woman… was so beautiful! Her beauty transcended the boundaries of human imagination, so breathtaking that one would forget to breathe at first glance, leaving Hinako Fukami momentarily stunned.

But she quickly came to her senses and her gaze fell on the man.

Although they were far apart and she couldn't see the man's face or expression, only his silhouette leaning against the wall with his head down, Hinako Fukami inexplicably felt that the man possessed a certain allure that attracted her. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it was like some kind of invisible force drawing her closer.

"Hinako!"

Just then, a familiar voice rang in Hinako Fukami's mind.

Deepwater Hinako shuddered.

Because that voice didn't come from my ears, but from the bottom of my heart.

"Mr. Seven...?"

Hinako Fukami clutched her chest, feeling her heart pounding violently, each beat carrying a warm, empowering sensation that spread from her chest to her limbs.

That's light!

So... what just happened wasn't a dream?!

"It's me, Hinako. It's time for you to fight!"

Amamiya Rin's voice was calm, carrying a steady strength.

"clear!"

Hinako Fukasui raised her right hand, and a beam of light rose from her palm, outlining a clear silhouette.

To everyone's astonishment, a pair of red glasses appeared in Hinako Fukami's hand.

In an instant, the bustling worship hall fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

All the discussions, exclamations, and angry shouts came to an abrupt halt in the face of these unexpected glasses.

The guests stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, at Hinako Fukami, their faces filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed something illogical.

"Suke, this is probably our final farewell."

Turning her head to glance at Tokiyuki, Hinako Fukami put on the Seven glasses without hesitation.

"So, just watch, my transformation—Seven!"

The clear, resolute shout, carrying the warrior of light's determination, resounded throughout the shrine!

The next second, a gentle yet irresistible golden light burst forth from Hinako Akamizu's body. Her heavy white kimono dissipated into particles of light within the light, and her body transformed into a torrent of light, like starlight breaking through a cage, passing straight through the main hall and flying towards the main gate of the worship hall.

"Wait! That's...!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Hinako!"

……

The stunned people finally came to their senses and rushed out into the courtyard.

A colossal figure, towering between heaven and earth, stood majestically between them. Its streamlined body, adorned in silver and red, was upright and imposing, radiating a chilling yet profound aura.

As all the guests in the worship hall poured out of the main gate of the temple, the silver-red figure had already transformed into a streak of silver-red light, piercing the sky and speeding away into the distance.

What remained were only a crowd of stunned, speechless people, and an absurd wedding that had come to a complete end.