Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"Moroboshi, you need to reflect on yourself. Is it possible that the problem lies with you that you feel we don't get along?"

Why do you always care about these trivial things? You're making my efforts seem meaningless.

"Give me back the money I earned from boxing, that's my hard-earned money!"

......

The Museum of Light, on the first floor of the Science Patrol base.

"I wonder if things are going smoothly on Mr. Natsuki's end."

"But now that I've already asked the school for leave, I should get some rest today."

Shinjiro, dressed in casual clothes, walked down the stairs.

He was originally going to participate in the investigation as well, but Natsuki told him to take a day off and relax.

At the Museum of Light, I recalled Ultraman's battle on Earth forty years ago, which also reminded me of the heavy responsibility I bear.

As closing time approached, Shinjiro decided to go for a stroll in the city.

However, when he arrived at the door and was about to lock it, he saw a somewhat familiar figure walking towards him.

"That was... my previous idol?"

"I remember her name is Reina Sayama?" Shinjiro looked at the girl dressed casually and wearing decorative glasses, recalling the scene yesterday when she risked her life to cheer him on during the battle.

As a super popular idol, Rena Sayama knows a little about this kind of information even if she doesn't pay much attention to it.

What are they doing here?

"Um, is it closed today?" Rena Sayama asked Shinjiro as she approached the steps.

The boy in front of me was holding a sign that said the museum was closed, and he was about to hang it up.

This made her feel a pang of regret.

If the company hadn't kept her behind for a meeting today to discuss yesterday's battle between Ultraman and aliens, she probably would have arrived much earlier.

Yesterday's battle sparked a huge social discussion.

People's fear of aliens has not grown to a serious level because they have all seen Ultraman appear in this era. People are very curious about whether this small Ultraman is the same Ultraman who saved the earth forty years ago.

Rena Sayama was also very curious.

She had observed Ultraman at the closest distance on site and saw that he had the Science Patrol symbol on him, so she decided to try her luck here.

The former site of the Science Patrol base, which was disbanded twenty years ago, might actually be the base of a new hero, just like in science fiction stories?

"The museum closes at 5:30 p.m. today." Shinjiro glanced at his phone, nodded blankly, and said.

Teenagers of this age will genuinely feel nervous when they see a beautiful and popular idol.

"Ah...but there are still a few minutes before it officially closes, so you can still come in now." Shinjiro said, putting the closing sign away again.

He hasn't fully transitioned to a new self-identity yet; for an ordinary high school student, the opportunity to interact with a popular idol is incredibly rare.

"no need."

"I'll come back and explore properly when I have more time later."

"Thank you." Rena Sayama understood the kindness in the other person's words and didn't want to trouble them any further, so she bowed slightly and said.

This boy is probably just working here. If she causes him to stay late for closing time, she might get scolded. She doesn't want to cause him that kind of trouble.

"Ah..." Shinjiro scratched his head, not wanting to linger too long. After a couple of seconds of hesitation, he picked up the "Closed" sign and prepared to hang it up again.

"Um... haven't I seen you somewhere before?" Rena Sayama looked at the boy's every little movement. She had absolutely no recollection of him, but she felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

"How...how is this possible?"

"How could an ordinary person like me possibly be recognized by a popular idol like you?" Shinjiro turned around when he heard the voice and said somewhat awkwardly.

I've seen it, how could I not have seen it?

Yesterday at the Shibuya intersection, the other person was cheering me on.

However... Ultraman's identity is a secret that cannot be revealed casually.

"Hmm..." Rena Sayama frowned slightly, tilting her head to look the somewhat immature boy up and down, carefully recalling the events in her mind.

And just then...

"Yo, Shinjiro!"

"You look much more energetic than you did at noon, compared to yesterday—"

Shinjiro's heart skipped a beat as he watched a man in a floral shirt walk toward the memorial hall.

Chapter 392 Idol

"Mr. Natsuki, have you forgotten something?"

"I'll get it for you in a bit!"

Shinjiro, seeing that Natsuki knew his identity, quickly covered up the other's voice while frantically giving him meaningful glances.

Now that there are outsiders present, you absolutely cannot say anything related to Ultraman!

Natsuki instantly understood what he meant, but he hadn't originally intended to reveal Shinjiro's identity. The second half of his original sentence was meant to ask, "How have you thought about yesterday's matter?"

"Then I'll have to trouble you for a while. I'm getting old and I do tend to forget things easily, haha." He replied, echoing Shinjiro's words.

Then I looked at the little girl in front of the steps.

I recognized her as the girl who cheered for Shinjiro yesterday.

Come to think of it, he's an idol; I even saw his advertisements on the street before.

"Are you... all staff members here?" Rena Sayama asked, looking at the boy and the man approaching.

It feels like these two are talking about things I don't understand.

This is the mindset of a criminal investigator that she learned from her father.

“Yes.” Shinjiro nodded decisively.

They were just ordinary staff members.

Please stop guessing.

Seeing the somewhat suspicious look in Rena Sayama's eyes, he felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

But you know what... it's kind of exciting.

He was actually quite looking forward to the other person discovering his identity.

Ahhhhh...

I'm both worried that Rena will discover my identity, and also hoping that she will... Am I doing something wrong again...?

Shinjiro's mind was racing at that moment.

"I see. I'm sorry for causing you some trouble," Rena Sayama said to Jiro with a slightly apologetic smile.

"I originally came here hoping to try my luck and see if I could meet Ultraman."

I want to say thank you to him.

"But it seems he shouldn't be here."

"Oh, right." As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out two tickets from her bag and handed them to Shinjiro. "Since we couldn't invite Ultraman, consider these as compensation for the trouble we've caused you. I hope you can find time to go and see them."

These are two concert tickets with cartoon images of Rena Sayama printed on them.

"Is this... really okay?" Shinjiro looked at the ticket handed to him, somewhat hesitant.

He really wanted to take it on, but he also felt that it wasn't quite right to do so.

Seventeen years of repression prevented him from developing an extroverted personality.

"I will definitely take him to the event." Natsuki had already arrived and took the ticket from Rena Sayama, nodding to her as he spoke.

When the ticket was handed to Natsuki.

Rena Sayama nodded as well.

"Then I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking towards his assistant's car.

Watching the other person walk away.

Shinjiro also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Natsuki.

She said with a hint of resentment, "Mr. Natsuki, you scared me to death."

He was genuinely sweating.

“I think that’s a misunderstanding on your part,” Xia Shu explained, shrugging.

"A misunderstanding..." Shinjiro looked at the man in a floral shirt holding two pink concert tickets and didn't know where to begin his comment.

This person gives me the impression that while he is very reliable when problems arise, when nothing goes wrong... he is the biggest problem.

Is it really okay to accept gifts from others so easily?

“We didn’t do anything.” He hesitated as he watched Natsuki hand him one of the tickets.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Didn't you save her life yesterday?" Xia Shu asked back.

"But..." Shinjiro wanted to say that it was Ultraman who saved Reina Sayama, so what does it have to do with me, Shinjiro Hayata?

But then I suddenly thought of it.

Oh... I am Ultraman.

"But if I can't reveal my identity, it wouldn't be right for me to accept this gift as a normal person, would it?" He was a little confused and wanted to ask Xia Shu for advice.

"I'm talking about you."

"Seriously... how did Hayata raise the kids..." Natsuki felt helpless upon hearing Shinjiro's question.