Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 527 The Tamura Family

Urban area.

In a slightly dilapidated apartment, clothes hung out to dry sway in the wind on the rooftop.

The kitten on the edge meowed softly and jumped onto the fence. When it tried to leap over the windowsill, it seemed to see something terrifying. Suddenly, its fur bristled, and before it could even grab its paws, it tumbled to the ground.

"Meow!"

"wack……"

Tamura stared blankly at the mundane scene outside the balcony window, only snapping back to reality when Natsukawa approached.

"How are you? Are you getting used to living here?" Tamura asked with a smile, showing no awkwardness in front of Natsukawa.

"good."

Xia Chuan nodded slightly, and frowned and twitched his nose as he passed by Tamura.

After being suddenly pulled over by Hiroko Asami, he had been staying for several days and clearly felt that Tamura's body was undergoing some kind of change.

It seems to no longer be human.

Compared to when we last met, he's become many times stronger, and the improvement continues.

When exactly did it become like this?

He should not have undergone any modification surgery...

"Hurry up and get ready," Mrs. Tamura's voice came from the living room. "We're going to the new restricted area today, so we need to make it look like we're going."

"It's still early."

Tamura awkwardly touched his chin, where his beard had grown quite a bit more. Looking at his wife and daughter preparing the meal, his barely noticeable worries were quickly replaced by happiness.

"It smells delicious, looks like Shen Yong is in for a treat today..."

"team leader."

Xia Chuan suddenly whispered and tugged at Tamura's left sleeve.

"Do we absolutely have to go to the lockdown area?"

"I have no other choice," Tamura said, his smile stiffening as he watched his wife and daughter's retreating figures. "I know what you've done, but you can't protect me forever. If I don't go, my daughter will be the one who goes. Aoi can't bear this pain."

Xia Chuan released knightly power from his palm: "I don't need a lifetime, right now I..."

"Kaminaga, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You're not Ultraman anymore."

Tamura shook his head, pressed Natsukawa's shoulder, and left the balcony with a smile on his face.

"Over the past 10 years, I've always felt that I'm no longer fit to be a soldier, but now this desire to protect my family makes me feel that even this old body can stand up, and that I still have the ability to fight."

family……

Natsukawa quietly looked at Tamura, who was chatting and laughing with his wife and daughter.

After reaching level 8, his emotional deficiency became increasingly severe. After breaking through the limit and advancing to level 10, and becoming a B-level life form, he seemed to be moving further towards becoming an extraterrestrial life form.

Hiroko Asami and Tamura probably sensed something was wrong, which is why they didn't let him go back to school.

After Lipia and Shinichi merged, they were always close to humanity, but when it was Shinichi's turn, he uncontrollably moved closer and closer to divinity.

Having gained the power to pursue it, the initial light seemed to be gradually fading away, no longer within my grasp.

"Mr. Kaminaga must be around 40 years old, right?"

Mrs. Tamura, wearing an apron, laid out a large table of delicious dishes, and the crispy aroma of fried chicken made her daughter, Mrs. Tamura, drool.

"Shouldn't you be thinking about settling down and starting a family?"

"I don't have any ideas yet."

Natsukawa smiled at Tamura's daughter, who was making faces at him while secretly eating chicken nuggets, and then sat down at the table with her.

Regarding his emotions, he originally thought they would recover as he progressed through the dungeons, but the more he saw, the more indifferent he became.

However, this is something that can't be rushed.

He hasn't lost his humanity; he just isn't affected by emotions.

"Uncle Kaminari," Aoi asked curiously, "how come you don't seem to have aged at all? You look just like you did in the photos from 10 years ago."

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Tamura's eyebrows furrowed. "Am I really that old, Dad? Besides, your Uncle Kaminaga is only 40 years old this year. It's normal for him not to look old."

"It might be related to my physique," Xia Chuan said without hesitation. "I have a special physique, and I will also benefit from becoming a Level 6 Knight."

"Ah, no wonder Aunt Asami looks so young!" Suddenly, the chicken nuggets didn't taste so good anymore. "Can I become a Kamen Rider someday?"

Even at only 16 years old, she couldn't help but worry about aging in the future.

"Why think so much? Being a knight isn't easy," Tamura tapped his daughter on the head. "Eat!"

"I can't even think about it..."

Xiao Kui shrank back and hid next to Xia Chuan.

"Dad, you get bullied just because you're not a Kamen Rider, right?"

"Dad has never been bullied!" Tamura's voice suddenly turned stern. "In this world, Kamen Rider isn't everything. No matter how much propaganda there is, Kamen Rider represents blood and death!"

……

in the afternoon.

Natsukawa and Tamura walked out of the apartment together.

With Judgment Day drawing ever closer and the Cavaliers Challenge less than a year away, he still wants to do as much preparation as possible.

Especially "Extreme Fox," which will soon serve as the stage for the challenge.

He doesn't have the habit of passively participating, and he believes the league won't patiently wait a year or two.

However, with undercurrents swirling in Tokyo, he was quite uneasy about Tamura's situation.

Xia Chuan turned around and looked at Xiao Kui peeking out from the apartment balcony.

"Your daughter..."

"She and I were both chosen ones," Tamura said, his face slightly haggard. "A few years ago, before the Knight Academy was even established, we were illuminated by the light of a stone. We thought that nothing would happen over the years, but..."

"Some things aren't necessarily bad. No matter how the world changes, it's still better than being an ordinary person."

Xia Chuan was the first to ride the motorcycle that came to pick him up.

"Next time I'll give Aoi a Knight System; it's also important to have the power to protect yourself."

"I already have my own plans, we'll talk about it later."

Tamura sighed softly and walked towards his motorcycle.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Xia Chuan's car seems to be more intelligent and intuitive.

"Buzz!"

The engine started, and Tamura, wearing a helmet, followed Natsukawa onto the road, but they soon parted ways outside the residential area.

The directions are exactly opposite: one is a knight school, and the other is a new monster containment zone.

"call!"

Xia Chuan turned his motorcycle around and braked just before entering the highway leading out of the city, using his telekinesis to sense the traffic and catch up with Tamura.

A vague premonition flashed through my mind.

A motorcycle stopped Tamura near the newly sealed-off area, and the young man in the white vest transformed in the large amount of heat.

Amidst the fierce battle between two eccentric figures from both the underworld and the legitimate world, Tamura, smiling, coughed up blood and was disemboweled in the street.

Did he think that his death would end everything?

Xia Chuan turned around and gazed at the departing motorcycle.

The battle between the Black Sun and the Shadow Moon will give birth to the "Creator King," and Tamura has essentially taken over his daughter's destiny.

While he could understand Tamura's determination, he didn't want to see this outcome.

"I never expected my opponent to be an old guy."

At the entrance to the new lockdown zone, the young man in the white vest, head resting on his hand, turned to Tamura, who had stopped his motorcycle, with a look of disappointment.

"Hey, are you still able to fight?"

"A level 4 knight?"

Tamura approached the young man in the white vest with a sullen face, squinting at the "Shadow Moon" belt worn around the man's waist.

Unlike the Heisei Knights dungeons, almost all Showa dungeons are under the control of the Alliance.

The world of Riders is gradually becoming more dominated by the Showa era, because modification technology can mass-produce monsters and Riders.

However, relatively speaking, a level 4 knight is still a very rare combat force.

The young man in front of him felt even closer to level 5, and his sense of danger was much stronger than that of Kondo Isami.

(End of this chapter)