Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"Although it hasn't affected his academic performance, as his teacher, I'm worried that Shinjiro might be having some kind of problem."

"Shinjiro's father is Hayata, and I understand that he may not be able to provide timely care for his child in daily life, but... the mental health of a second-year high school student is also a very important issue."

As the homeroom teacher, Takeshi Yagami was well aware that Shinjiro was the son of Hayata, the Minister of Defense. He had wanted to talk to him before, but never had the right opportunity.

Normally, a teacher like him doesn't need to meddle in other people's business, but he believes that the kind of teacher he wants to be is not like that. He doesn't see helping students solve psychological problems as meddling in other people's business.

"I see."

“Shinjiro has indeed encountered a lot of problems recently, and I am actively helping him to resolve them.”

"I can't reveal the specifics to you, teacher, for some reasons, but please believe that I will take good care of this child," Natsuki Okiya said earnestly.

His current identity is Shinjiro's cousin.

"this..."

"I can't say much about family matters, so I'll have to rely on you in that regard." Ya no Mikoto nodded to Natsuki.

He believed that a person's eyes do not lie.

The way Shinjiro's older brother looked at Shinjiro was indeed full of care.

After a brief chat about other topics, we finished discussing them briefly.

Natsuki then took Shinjiro and left the school.

"Um... thank you for your help today, Mr. Natsuki."

"I didn't expect you to help me with something so simple." On the way back, Shinjiro scratched his head and said to Natsuki, somewhat embarrassed.

This was actually a minor matter. He remembered that Mr. Natsuki and Mr. Moroboshi were investigating another case. It seemed that they had discovered some human corpses that had been packaged as commodities, and the parts that could identify their identities had been erased.

"It's ok."

“Aren’t we all family in the Kodak team in a sense?” Natsuki said to Shinjiro with a smile.

Hearing this, Shinjiro was somewhat moved.

He nodded and said, "Yes!"

......

On a tall building in the city.

A blond-haired boy, dressed in red and silver armor, held a helmet in his hands and looked down at the bustling city at night.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

"It's time for me to be Ultraman for once."

"Let me see... who should I approach first to grab some funds?" The boy named Hokuto Seiji scanned the city streets, looking for any petty thugs who looked like they had a lot of money in their pockets.

He quickly identified his target.

"You're the ones."

"It's better to leave this ill-gotten wealth to me for safekeeping."

He put on his helmet, jumped off the high-rise building, and prepared to exercise his rights as Ultraman.

Hokuto Seiji, height 165cm, weight 52kg, age 16

Chapter 407 ACE

"Wow, my post on Line went viral."

"what? What?"

"Is it the one about Ultraman?"

"That's right."

On a street in Shinjuku, Tokyo, three high school girls are huddled together discussing something.

"It's really intriguing to see what those Ultramen look like under their armor."

"These days, any discussion thread about Ultraman can easily go viral."

"Of course, modern people all grew up listening to Ultraman stories."

"What are we going to do later? Go to karaoke?"

"This...isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Aren't there rumors that many aliens are lurking in our society? We often see news reports reminding citizens not to go out alone at night."

"Huh? We're not exactly three people going out alone, are we?"

"...All right."

The three of them crossed the road, chatting amongst themselves, and randomly searched for a relatively inexpensive KTV on their phones, then walked along the increasingly secluded streets.

Meanwhile, a man wearing a black hoodie also set his sights on them.

With news of extraterrestrials serving as a cover, some ordinary criminal activities have been allowed to flourish.

Who are you?!

"Let me go!"

Just as they were passing through an alley, a man suddenly appeared, holding a short knife, his face completely covered, and demanded that they hand over their cell phones.

The three high school girls were clearly unaware that the security situation had changed compared to the past.

My heart was filled with terror.

But at that moment...

A figure clad in red and silver armor descended from the sky, landing between them and the criminals.

The hooded man raised his arm to try to disperse the flying dust and shouted at the person who had suddenly barged in and caused the disturbance.

"Ultraman?"

The three high school girls were the first to recognize the figure that had fallen from the sky.

This short Ultraman looks just like those Ultraman characters that appeared in the news before!

"It really is!"

They never expected to be robbed tonight, let alone that Ultraman would appear to help them.

Ultraman is seen as a symbol of justice by ordinary people, and his appearance often signifies that danger will be eliminated.

“晚上好，女士们。”

"Don't worry, Ultraman is here to save you." A slightly immature synthesized voice came from under Ultraman's armor.

Hokuto Seiji gave them a rather awkward gentlemanly bow.

Then, he turned to look at the thug who was already showing signs of backing down.

"Damn it, why does Ultraman have to meddle in this kind of thing!" The man glanced at the short knife in his hand, then at the heavy armor on the other person's body, and kept retreating.

He was puzzled, wondering why he was so unlucky. He had deliberately chosen a spot that was not easy for the police to spot, but he still ended up being caught by Ultraman.

Ultraman these days... must have a lot of free time.

"Trying to run away?"

"That won't do." Hokuto Seiji looked at the thugs who had already run out of the alley, a smirk playing on his lips beneath his mask.

In this narrow alley, he moved incredibly fast, catching up with it in just two steps, sending surrounding boxes and trash cans flying.

"Got you!"

Hokuto Seiji grabbed the thug by the back of his collar, then leaped up, the jets on his shoulder blades opening, instantly sending a powerful surge of energy that propelled him straight into the sky.

"Ughhhh—"

The thug who was caught felt everything in his field of vision rushing backward, and the violent air currents kept hitting his face. This feeling, which was far more exciting than a roller coaster, made him scream in terror.

They were completely caught off guard and had no idea what was happening.

With a jet jump, Hokuto Seiji lifted the thug and performed a large spin in mid-air before gliding back to the vicinity of the original street.

He threw the thug in his hand to the ground midway, and the thug fell to the ground.

"Ahhh-"

The thug was thrown from a height of about ten meters. He was unconscious during the fall, but the intense pain brought him back to his senses. He lay on the ground, groaning like a rag doll.

"Please don't shout so loudly, Mr. Thug."

"It's too noisy."

Hokuto Seiji looked at the thugs at his feet and made a shushing gesture.

The sudden commotion has attracted the attention of many people on the street.

Three high school girls stared at the scene with their mouths agape.

"The danger has passed."

"You're welcome, ladies."

"The thug is already seriously injured," Hokuto Seiji said with a smile as he turned to the three female high school students.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding crowd, it soared into the sky once more.

"That...is Ultraman?"

"what happened?"

"This...is this preventing a robbery?"

The onlookers, who rarely get to see Ultraman, all took out their phones to take pictures and discussed him curiously.

Three high school girls explained that they knew what had happened.

"As expected of Ultraman!"

"If you ask me, Ultraman is much more effective than the police."

"But...is that really Ultraman?"