We asked you to make tokusatsu films, and you actually became Ultraman?

At that moment, a photograph was ejected from the camera's output.

With a soft "click," a sheet of white-bordered photographic paper slowly slid out from the top of the camera, still slightly warm from the machine's operation.

Su Mo stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the edge of the photographic paper, pulled it out of the opening, then turned around, walked to Yun Yu, and handed the photograph over.

"for you."

Yun Yu looked at the photo Su Mo handed her, and looked at Su Mo with some doubt.

He took the photo and looked at it over and over again. The photo was pitch black, the whole picture was completely black, there was no image at all, only the white border looked like paper in the sunlight.

He held it up to the sunlight again, but it was still black; he couldn't even make out its outline.

He held up the black photograph, his expression as bewildered as a primary school student who had received a zero on a test, completely clueless about the situation.

Seeing Yun Yu's bewildered expression, Su Mo smiled and walked to Yun Yu's side, saying:

"You idiot, this is an instant camera. You have to cover it up with your hand for it to show the picture you took."

As she spoke, she pointed to the black photographic paper in Yunyu's hand and patiently explained the principle of Polaroid photography. The photographic paper contains developing solution, which needs to be warmed by the heat of her hand to allow the solution to spread evenly so that the image can slowly appear.

Yun Yu seemed to understand but not quite, but was too embarrassed to admit it, so she could only nod.

As she spoke, Su Mo, fearing that Yun Yu might not understand, simply demonstrated with her hands.

She placed the photo directly in Yun Yu's palm, then supported the back of his hand with one hand, keeping his palm flat to prevent the photo from slipping.

Keep it up!

Her fingers were cool. When her fingers gently touched the skin on the back of Yunyu's hand, Yunyu subconsciously flinched, but quickly regained her composure.

Although she didn't understand what Su Mo was doing, Yun Yu was all about being obedient. She steadied her hand, flattened her palm, and held the dark photograph without moving, like a eunuch carrying an imperial edict.

At this moment, Su Mo actually placed her other hand over Yun Yu's palm.

With a soft "snap," Su Mo's palm firmly covered Yun Yu's hand, trapping the dark photograph tightly between their hands.

Yun Yu's body froze instantly.

He could clearly feel the temperature of Su Mo's palm, which was slightly cooler than his own. The lines on her palm were pressed against the back of his hand, like a feather gently covering it.

Su Mo's hand was noticeably smaller than Yun Yu's, and when she placed it on the back of his hand, it was just enough to completely cover the photo.

Before Yun Yu could say anything, Su Mo spoke first:

"Wait a minute, just wait like this for about a minute."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of laughter. Because they were so close, Yun Yu could even smell the faint scent of her shampoo, a refreshing floral and fruity fragrance.

It's only a minute, that's a bit short.

For some reason, Yunyu felt a certain fondness for this feeling.

He secretly glanced at Su Mo. At that moment, she was looking down, intently staring at their clasped hands, a faint smile on her lips. Sunlight shone on her profile, gilding her eyelashes with a golden edge.

Her lips were slightly pursed, as if she were counting, or as if she was anticipating the moment the photograph would develop.

Yunyu quickly looked away, pretending to look at the fountain in the distance.

A minute passed quickly.

Su Mo raised her hand, removed it from Yun Yu's hand, and then carefully pinched the edge of the photo, holding it up to her eyes to look at it.

The photos that Su Mo just took have now been fully revealed.

The photo was taken from the side, showing Yunyu leaning against the wall with her phone, her head slightly lowered, her finger swiping across the screen.

The lines of her profile were particularly clear in the sunlight. The collar of her light gray coat was slightly turned up, and the cuffs of her khaki cargo pants were casually piled on her shoes. She looked relaxed and natural, almost like someone from a photo album.

Su Mo's eyes lit up as she looked at Yun Yu in the photo.

She just snapped a picture casually, wanting to tease this idiot, but the result was unexpectedly good.

The sunlight gently outlined Yun Yu's profile as he looked down at his phone, capturing a casual handsomeness that even he himself wasn't aware of, perfectly captured by the camera.

Seeing that the photo showed that he was completely healed and even looked handsome, Su Mo quietly stuffed the photo into her small bag.

Her movements were natural and fluid, as if the photo had always belonged to her.

"That's my photo!" Yun Yu protested as Su Mo stuffed her photo into her bag.

"So what if it's yours? This is the one I took. Take your own if you want it." Su Mo patted her small bag confidently, showing no intention of returning it.

Fine, you took the photos, so you get to decide.

"Then give me the camera." Yunyu stretched out her hand, her eyes showing a hint of eagerness.

Upon hearing this, Su Mo looked at Yun Yu suspiciously, scrutinizing him from head to toe with distrust in her eyes.

But after hesitating for a moment, she still handed the camera to Yun Yu and said:

"Are you going to take a picture of me? But let me tell you, if you don't take a good one, I'll get angry."

She raised her hand, waved her fingers in front of Yun Yu, making a threatening gesture as if to pinch him, but her eyes were filled with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I know, now stand up straight." Ignoring Su Mo's threatening words, Yun Yu said with some confidence.

Hearing Yun Yu's words, Su Mo was somewhat distrustful, but she still stood up straight and struck a pose like Ultraman Seven.

She stood beside the fountain, striking Ultraman Seven's classic transformation pose, but the way she, a girl in a dress, did it, only added a touch of adorable contrast.

Seeing this, Yun Yu was a little at a loss, but still found a good angle to take a picture of Su Mo.

He crouched down, raised the camera to waist level with Su Mo, and shot from a low angle to capture both the fountain and the fairytale castle in the background.

He squinted as he framed the shot, adjusted the angle, and then snapped the picture.

"Alright." Yun Yu stood up, pulled the undeveloped photo out of the camera's output, and waved it in her hand.

When Yun Yu walked up to Su Mo with the photos, Su Mo was about to reach for them when Yun Yu held them up above her head and said:

"Put your hand out first."

He was taller than Su Mo, and when he held the photo above his head, Su Mo couldn't reach it even when she stood on tiptoe.

Upon hearing this, Su Mo seemed to realize something and chuckled softly.

She looked at Yun Yu's feigned composure and found it amusing.

But she didn't expose him. Instead, she obediently stretched out one hand, palm open, and raised it in front of Yun Yu.

At this moment, Yun Yu, like Su Mo, covered the photo with her hand.

He placed the undeveloped, pitch-black photograph in Su Mo's palm, then covered it with his own hand, sandwiching the photograph between them.

But his movements were very light and careful. His palms were only loosely covering Su Mo's hands, not completely pressed together, as if he was afraid of touching Su Mo's hands, or as if he was too shy to use force.

"If you don't cover it tightly, it won't work." Su Mo realized that Yun Yu was too shy to press herself against him, so she took the initiative.

Her fingers twitched slightly, slipping between Yun Yu's fingers like vines entwining branches, their ten fingers intertwining tightly to cover the photograph in her palm before she spoke:

"That seals it tightly!"

In an instant, Yun Yu froze on the spot, her mind blank, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

He could feel the shape of each of Su Mo's fingers, and even more so, the warmth of her palm. This close contact felt a hundred times more intimate than the simple hand covering he had felt before.

He could even hear his own heartbeat, thumping loudly as if it were about to leap out of his chest.

Before Yun Yu could say anything more, Su Mo grabbed Yun Yu's hand and headed towards the amusement park.

"Let's leave the photos like this for now. We need to get into the amusement park quickly, otherwise we'll have to wait in line for a long time."

Her tone was very natural, as if holding hands was an ordinary thing, and she didn't feel there was anything wrong with it at all.

She took Yunyu's hand, their fingers intertwined, and walked towards the amusement park gate. The hem of her dress fluttered in the wind, and the ends of her hair shimmered softly in the sunlight.

Yunyu was pulled along by her, following closely behind, her mind still in a daze.

He looked down at their clasped hands, then looked up at Su Mo's back, and a slight smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Sunlight bathed the two of them, water droplets from the fountain splashed behind them, and cheerful music and laughter from tourists filled the amusement park.

The two held the undeveloped photograph tightly in their hands. The solution slowly spread on the photographic paper, and the image gradually appeared, just like something quietly sprouting in Yunyu's heart at this moment.

Since we're about to start a dungeon raid, I've decided to write about daily life instead. There will probably be two more chapters about romance tomorrow.

Regarding the female lead, the author is a veteran of pure love stories. Usually, the novels I read are either without a female lead or have only one female lead. Even the novels I write all have only one female lead and no ambiguity. You can rest assured.

Furthermore, the romance aspect won't overshadow the main theme; it will likely be like now, with occasional sweet moments, since Ultraman is the central focus.

Finally, thank you everyone for your support and patience. Love you all, meow Ciallo～(∠・ω＜)⌒☆】