Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"If Ultraman saw this, he would be very sad." Rena Sayama looked at the discussions about Ultraman on various social media platforms on her phone, her expression somewhat dejected.

She thought everyone would support Ultraman.

When she previously voiced her support for Ultraman, she never expected that a real Ultraman would actually appear. She was truly moved at the time, and she believed that other people on this planet must have felt the same way.

However, after the appearance of that Zettonian alien, many people's thoughts changed.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

"If everyone remained rational, there wouldn't be so many crimes in society." Yosuke Endo, a veteran detective, sat opposite his daughter, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said with a worried expression.

There's a saying that goes, "A large forest has all kinds of birds."

Every year, the number of new criminals in various countries is countless, let alone these opportunistic individuals.

"But... it's really annoying." Endo Yosuke took one puff of cigarette after another, using the nicotine to suppress the anger in his heart.

These scum...

I really want to put them all in jail.

"Smoke less, Dad."

"You're still not fully recovered," Reina Sayama said with concern, looking at her father who was seething with anger.

To avoid affecting her, Yosuke Endo doesn't usually smoke, at least not in front of his daughter, but this time it's clear he really couldn't resist.

"I know... cough." Endo Yosuke put out his cigarette after his daughter reminded him; he still had some minor injuries from the riots.

"However, it is gratifying that, overall, the majority of people still firmly support Ultraman."

He leaned back on the sofa and looked at the white ceiling as he spoke.

According to statistics from various social media platforms, only a small number of people want to hand over Ultraman. It's just that the sheer number of people is due to the vast human population, and coincidentally, these people like to voice their opinions, which creates this stir.

Compared to them, the other 90% of the silent people are supporting Ultraman.

"Hmm... but it's not enough." Rena Sayama gripped her phone, biting her lip as she spoke, her eyes filled with her own unwavering determination.

"Silently supporting Ultraman is far from enough; we must also make our voices heard."

"This is something I have to do."

"Those Ultramen were really very good people."

Rena Sayama is determined to lead her fans in supporting Ultraman.

They're just a bunch of rabble; she's going to show them what the power of "fans" really is.

She already knew the identity of that Ultraman and the identity of Shinjiro. She realized why she had felt a good impression of Shinjiro before, and she was also extremely grateful for their help.

She guessed that Mr. Ultraman must be extremely sad right now, but it didn't matter, it was her turn to help them this time.

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Thank you to [Liang-Dong] for the expert certification, and thank you to [Kanshu de Xiaodan] for the two gift kings! (orz)

Chapter 458 Not a God

"How was the food? Was it to your liking?"

"Uncle Takeda's cooking is really delicious, so please eat as much as you want, it's on me."

At the Scottish team's dining hall, Natsuki brought over a hot meal and smiled as she spoke to Takeshi Ya across the table.

He became familiar with the Kurt team's chefs.

“Ah...it does look very delicious.” Upon hearing this, Yato Takeshi looked up at Natsuki, nodded slightly with a polite smile, and said.

This was his first time visiting the legendary Kurt Team base.

The other party's invitation left him momentarily stunned.

He was still pondering why the other party had invited him to join the Kurt team.

"The reason for inviting you to join the Kurt team is simple."

"Because you are a kind enough person to stand up for your students when they are in crisis, which is something that most people wouldn't do." Natsuki seemed to see through Yato Takeshi's thoughts and explained.

He could have continued living as a human in human society by doing nothing, but he still chose to expose his identity and stand up for others.

Without a doubt, the fierceness of the arrow in this universe is extremely similar to that of Eddie, whom he knows well.

"It's what I should do."

"It's my responsibility as a teacher," Yato Takeshi said modestly when he said this.

He felt he was unworthy of being a teacher if he didn't do that at the time.

"Speaking of which... there's been a lot of heated discussion about Mr. Natsuki right now."

"There are differing opinions on whether or not to hand over Ultraman," Yagi said, looking at Natsuki with a conflicted expression.

Some of the comments made were so offensive that even he couldn't stand them.

"So what do you think about this?" Natsuki seemed unconcerned and asked Okiya with a smile.

He was curious to hear the teacher's answer.

"My opinion..." Yashiro Takeshi slowly put down his chopsticks after hearing this and fell into thought.

He later gave his answer: "First of all, in my opinion, Ultraman should absolutely not have been handed over."

"Humanity's strength is already insufficient to resist invaders. After losing Ultraman, humanity's situation will become even more difficult. I don't think the Star Cluster Council's words are entirely credible."

"But... not all humans can see this clearly."

"From a teacher's perspective, I think...human beings are not mature enough."

Before coming to Earth, Takeshi Yato had heard rumors about the Ultra race and had also met other races that had been saved by Ultraman. He knew that Ultraman was definitely not what Damd described.

"Human beings are far from mature."

"In human society, most people lack the ability to think independently, or for some reason, they have become too lazy to think."

“Some agitators can easily lead people astray.”

"Being disliked or insulted doesn't affect me at all, to be honest."

"From Ultraman's perspective, seeing such a scene only makes me more convinced that humanity needs Ultraman."

“Ultraman should become a shield for humanity before humans fully mature,” Natsuki said earnestly.

If everyone could think independently and make rational judgments, then humanity wouldn't need Ultraman.

That day will also be the day when humanity and Ultraman fly side by side in the starry sky.

Those who marched and protested demanding that the Science Patrol hand over Ultraman couldn't really have any negative impact on Natsuki; he had seen far too much in his long life.

"So that's what you think."

"It's really surprising...no, perhaps it makes more sense."

“Ultraman thinks about things from a different perspective than humans.” Yagi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said.

He had heard that Ultraman was a god, a deity who guided humanity forward.

He had also heard that Ultraman was not a god, that they could get hurt, and that they could suffer.

In retrospect, both of these statements may be correct.

Ultraman are beings who can get hurt and suffer pain, and even though they are hurt and suffer pain, they will still lead the still immature humans forward.

While they were talking.

Outside the restaurant, Dan Moroboshi, who had been listening silently, adjusted his glasses.

After confirming something, they quietly left.

......

In a cemetery not far from the Science Patrol base on the outskirts of Tokyo.

"That guy usually seems unreliable, maybe it's because he's seen through a lot of things and is easygoing."

"I was thinking of saying a few words of comfort to him, but then I realized there was no need for it at all."

"Compared to that guy, I'm the immature one, still stuck in the past."

Moroboshi Dan sat in front of a tombstone in the cemetery, placing a dish of white wine in front of it while slowly pouring another dish of wine into his mouth. His expression was no longer as serious and sharp as usual, and he even threw his glasses aside.

This is his brother's grave, Zero's grave.

During that battle in New York, he became certain that his younger brother had died years ago, and that an alien had possessed Zero's body and desecrated his soul.

There was no Zero's soul inside that familiar body.

In a fit of rage, he killed the alien and buried Zero's body there.

"So you were here."

Suddenly, Natsuki's voice rang out behind him.

Hearing the sound, Moroboshi Dan turned around and saw that the guy was holding a bouquet of flowers and walking towards the tombstone.

"Has that kid's teacher been arranged?" Moroboshi Dan asked casually.

They should still be dealing with Yato Takeshi's joining the team, so why are they here?

"The follow-up procedures are being handled by the staff; they're all simple," Xia Shu replied. She then placed flowers in front of Ling's grave, clasped her hands together, and offered a prayer according to their custom.

Moroboshi Dan's previous actions could not escape his perception at all; he had noticed them long ago.

"The matter is settled."

"It's time to start training."

"I... must become stronger." Moroboshi Dan said, standing up from the ground, putting his glasses back on, and speaking with a determined expression.

He knew he was far too weak to protect the planet or those who were forced to become victims.

Chapter 459 Plan