Great, we're doomed now!

"To be honest, I do feel a little uncomfortable."

I know I have no complaints about the current situation, and I am willing to take on the responsibility of stabilizing the [Eternal Core]... But when I think that my birth was only for balancing power, just for the selection of the 'core', I always feel a sense of being bound.

Like... yes, my purpose for being was determined from the very beginning, but am I actually doing these things out of my own consciousness?

Or, even if it weren't me, would someone else have done the same in my position?

"I see, so that's what you're thinking..."

Jian Wu was silent for a moment, then looked up at the soft light patterns outside the temple and said softly, "Let me tell you my story... When I was little, my parents often told me that they hoped I could grow up happily and become someone who could smile for others."

They said that if others are happy, they will be happy too—of course, they also have academic expectations for me.

"That sounds so wonderful," Triga said with a hint of envy. For him, ordinary family relationships were a luxury.

"Yes, it is indeed very happy, but they have also put their own ideas into my life, haven't they?"

“…” Triga was stunned.

Jian Wu, being one with his dual soul, could sense Triga's emotional fluctuations. He paused for a moment and continued, "In human society, this kind of thing is normal. Children are blank slates, but this world is full of all kinds of colors, and they will be stained as soon as they are born."

Most people are born with a certain mission or a wish entrusted to them by their families. Some are to inherit the family business, some to fulfill the unfinished dreams of their elders, and some are born to shoulder responsibilities...

Even so!

That doesn't mean life has lost its meaning.

I have always felt very happy and can clearly feel my parents' love; I have never felt restricted.

Triga's voice carried a hint of confusion: "I don't quite understand... isn't having everything arranged for you a form of constraint?"

Jianwu smiled happily, his eyes gentle yet firm: "This isn't a bad thing, just like us."

"us?"

"From the day I met you, my life has been bound to yours."

I want to fight alongside you, protect the Earth together, and face danger together... Would you say that's a kind of bond?

But I feel so lucky. So many people who would have died in accidents have been saved. These hands have prevented countless tragedies from happening and bring smiles to more people every day—it's so good to have met you, Triga.

My heart is completely at peace.

After a long while, Triga's voice slowly rang out, carrying a hint of relief after understanding.

"Yes, I think so too, Kengo."

Human birth and encounters between people are sometimes imperfect, and can even become constraints and burdens. But what matters is not what is preordained from the beginning, but finding one's own happiness and meaning within it.

Triga felt a refreshing sense of clarity, like seeing the blue sky after the fog had cleared!

Jian Wu raised his head, a gentle smile playing on his lips: "That's right. Even if the starting point is a mission, even if the path we came from is an arrangement, it doesn't mean our experiences are meaningless. I firmly believe that everything I've felt is an undeniable fact!"

Thus, the two resolved their differences, and the discomfort that had been lingering in their hearts dissipated instantly, even making the flow of light power smoother.

The corner of the temple gradually quieted down. After discussing such an in-depth topic, the sudden lack of conversation created a slightly awkward atmosphere.

Kengo shifted uncomfortably against the stone pillar, suddenly recalling their earlier conversation: "Triga, you have parents now, how does it feel?"

The voice in my heart paused, tinged with a hint of guilt.

"It's complicated... I don't know what to do."

Although we're nominally parents, we're practically strangers... Miss Carmilla has a bad temper, and Mr. Ye Shou is always so mysterious. I want to get closer, but I'm also afraid of doing something wrong and upsetting them.

“I understand. Anyone would panic if they suddenly had two more ‘family members’.”

"But Jianwu, your family is very happy, to be honest, it's quite enviable."

Triga is actually very lonely because he was born from a fragment of the Eternal Core. From the moment he gained consciousness, he had no connection with anyone in this world. The first person he met was Yusa Rei.

Yusa Rei, out of worship and reverence for the core, did not treat Triga as a child; she was more of a guide than a foster mother.

Then came Jian Wu, who was also the first friend he could truly confide in.

Later, he met Dagon, but don't expect him to be the rough, tough guy he is. Triga's relationship with him is more like that of a close friend despite their age difference.

Kengo has parents, family, friends, and comrades, but Triga has no one to talk to... So even if it's just in name, Ye Shou and Carmilla hold a very special place in his heart.

After a moment of silence, the "young man" suddenly had a thought—

"Jianwu, could we... bring them to the modern era?"

"Ok?"

"So, they brought us to live in our era, and coincidentally, someone helped us fight against the Beast King, right?"

Jian Wu's eyes turned serious, and he pondered for a while before speaking: "I think it's better to be cautious."

"why?"

"Mr. Ye Shou himself comes from another world. He is a legendary being in both the ancient and modern times, which means that his whereabouts are uncertain... For him, it doesn't matter whether he goes to the modern world or not. He will naturally appear when the time is right."

As for Miss Carmilla…

Jian Wu paused, his tone becoming exceptionally serious.

“If you only bring Miss Carmilla along, your living conditions will become extremely harsh.”

"what?"

Triga asked in confusion, "Why? Miss Carmilla is strong and can protect us."

“That’s not what I meant.” Jian Wu lowered his voice, as if he were talking about a secret. “In the human world, ‘Mom’ is a terrifying existence.”

"fear?"

"Yes! She will care about what you wear, what you eat, and who you associate with. She will keep an eye on your every move and will constantly compare you with others."

Jianwu explained in a serious tone, "Even I might be questioned by her as someone who 'corrupts children'."

Triga froze, "W-is it that scary...?"

“It’s even more terrifying than you think.” Jian Wu nodded emphatically. “In the ancient times, there were still people who dared to control her, but in modern times… the whole city isn’t enough for her to cause trouble.”

"Really? I thought she was a very rational person?"

Do you remember when we first met Dagon?

"of course."

What did he do first after he came out?

"..."

Of course, they beat me up first—Triga was speechless.

He had read a lot of comics while inside Jianwu's body, so he felt like he was just like an unlucky, hot-blooded protagonist. No matter who was good or bad, they would always fight him as soon as they appeared. In order to elevate others, he would always suffer a defeat and become a stepping stone...

Dagon isn't a bad person, but his style of doing things is a bit too rough. He probably couldn't resist the urge to fight, because he fought with Triga as soon as he was unsealed, and then left with the comment, "You've regressed."

At the time, Triga and Kengo were both puzzled, but now they understand that Dagon had seen him 30 million years ago... Tsk!

“You see, Dagon is already difficult to deal with, but according to Miss Yusaley, Dagon has always been the most good-tempered of the Dark Giants.”

"..."

Triga thought about it carefully:

Dagon, with his volatile temper and tendency to resort to violence, and Hitram, with his gloomy personality and penchant for biological modification—

Both of them acknowledged Carmilla as the leader.

So what was this giantess's style of doing things?

Oh, and her weapon seems to be a long whip...

"never mind!"

Triga shook his head: "I guess I'll pass. After all, I'm not young anymore, it's time for me to be independent."

“Mmm~” Jianwu nodded in deep agreement.

"By the way, it's quite interesting... Triga, how old are you?"

Why are you suddenly asking this?

Triga did some mental calculations: "I developed self-awareness a long time ago, but I've been sleeping inside the Trigger ever since. If we count from my birth... I'm about 30 million years old, although I think the last two years have been the most important."

"Thirty million years old!"

Jianwu suddenly blurted out, "I don't know about Mr. Ye Shou, but Miss Carmilla is definitely not thirty million years old right now."

"Ok?"

"She might only be ten thousand or twenty thousand years old—you're much older than her."

He actually calls a woman much younger than himself "Mom," ha!

"Sword Enlightenment!"

clatter~

The two were startled. Jian Wu turned his head to look at a stone pillar, his brows furrowing slightly: "Was anyone there just now?"

illusion?

-

【Ding! 】

[Destiny Coins +10 (Shin-chan Satoru & Trigger Ultraman)]

Ye Shou walked on the empty road, listening to the notification sound in his mind. Unexpectedly, he did not get excited. His expression remained calm, even with a slight gloom.

He was simply checking on Jianwu and the other man's mental state step by step to see if they needed any correction. If they could regulate themselves, it would save him the trouble of explaining.

However... I still can't quite let it go.

Passing by a large window, feeling the waves of heat surging in from outside, Ye Shou stopped and turned to look at the [Eternal Core] hanging high in the air, his eyes deep and lost in thought.

The Eternal Core was created to ensure its own existence... no, it guided the birth of Triga.

This was not an act of malice, but simply the inevitable result of the rules being in effect, and Triga completed the task admirably, both in the original story and in this current timeline.

Neither light nor darkness will completely disappear, otherwise the world would become too homogenous.

For any system, becoming monolithic means extinction!