Duan Zilian reached out and placed her hand on Hibino Mirai's shoulder.

"To me, Sang is not only my senior, but also my irreplaceable partner."

"When I first gained power and was confused and at a loss, it was you and Kaisan who kept urging me on and taught me how to fight."

"Your gentle and considerate nature has always been secretly forgiving of me."

"Without the coffee you brewed, without your words of advice... I definitely wouldn't have been able to persevere to this day."

The wind in the Tokyo night sky blew again, ruffling Duanzi Lian's stray hairs.

At this moment, Hibino Mirai looked at the boy in front of her, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

"Comrade, isn't this how it is?" Duan Zilian smiled and slowly withdrew her hands.

"When someone falls, another person helps them up, and together they stumble and struggle, becoming stronger and moving towards the same goal."

"So what if we have no power? As long as our hearts are still connected, those so-called powers and miracles will come back sooner or later."

Duan Zilian stretched out one hand, laying it flat in front of the future.

"We're comrades, right?"

"Duan Jun..."

His pupils trembled slightly, and he felt his heart was deeply touched, his eyes beginning to redden.

These words seeped into his body like light, and pulled him back to countless years ago, where those noisy, steady, youthful, and joyful voices echoed in his mind once again.

He really wanted to tell Captain Sakami, he really wanted to tell Ryu, he really wanted to tell everyone in GUYS.

He was not alone here.

He also met some really good people who were like family to him, pulling him up when he was down and enlightening him when he was lost.

Yes, there must be things in this world more important than power.

"Ok!"

A tear welled up in the corner of his eye, and he nodded vigorously, gripping Duan Zilian's hand tightly.

"We are comrades!"

"As companions, of course we must walk together! The future is long!"

Seeing this, Duan Zilian's smile deepened.

He hugged Hibino Mirai tightly and patted the gentle young man's back with his other hand.

Hot tears streamed down his face as he hugged Duan Zilian tightly.

After a long while, the two parted somewhat embarrassedly.

"Mirai-san, please continue to guide me in the future!"

Duan Zilian looked at Hibino Mirai, whose eyes were red and swollen, and suddenly remembered the stories Mirai had told him before.

He rubbed his nose, cleared his throat, and then, mimicking the tone of a passionate captain, shouted loudly and seriously.

"GUYS! Sally GO!!!"

Hibino Mirai was taken aback for a moment, then immediately burst into laughter through her tears.

He smiled, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood ramrod straight, and responded in an incredibly clear and firm voice.

"GIG!!!"

This response completely dispelled all the gloom in Hibino Mirai's heart, along with the strange feeling in his heart.

Yes, no matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, as long as we have these partners, there is nothing we cannot overcome.

And it was at this time—

"Whoosh!" The balcony window was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

"What are you two grown men doing out there in the middle of the night, getting all sentimental?"

A lazy voice, tinged with a hint of sourness, drifted out.

The two turned around in alarm and saw Hong Kai leaning against the door frame, looking at them with a wicked grin.

"Kaisang?! How did you recover?!" Duan Zilian broke down in shock.

"You guys are yelling so loudly, can't you just wake me up?" Hong Kai pouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, three more heads suddenly popped out from behind Hong Kai.

With a mischievous grin, Nozomi Taiga; Dan Moroboshi speaking earnestly; and Seiji Hokuto, who remains silent with a smile.

When the two looked over in surprise, the three of them waved to them quite naturally.

"Oh, youth is wonderful." Taiga Nozomi whistled.

"What?! You guys were eavesdropping the whole time?!"

Hibino Mirai's face flushed red instantly, and even the girl next to her, Danzi Rei, was so embarrassed that she wanted to jump off the balcony.

"Can you call it eavesdropping about what's going on between the Ultra Warriors?"

Hong Kai, on the other hand, looked completely self-righteous and shamelessly said...

"Also, I'm a little hungry now."

"Yes, I feel a bit hungry now too. It seems like Zero inside me has already fallen into a coma from hunger."

Listening to their complaints, Hibino Mirai scratched her hair somewhat embarrassedly.

"Then... I'll go to the kitchen and make everyone a late-night snack."

"We'll help too."

The voices of Dan Moroboshi and Seiji Hokuto rang out simultaneously, and the two senior figures walked out with smiles.

"Although I bake bread, I'm absolutely a master at cooking."

"I can also make curry rice, it's delicious."

Hearing the sincere yet teasing voices of the two seniors, Hibino Mirai nodded emphatically.

Yes! Let's all do it together!

The three of them walked noisily toward the kitchen, and soon the sounds of pots and pans clattering could be heard.

On the balcony, Taiga Nozomi and Hong Kai exchanged a glance and couldn't help but burst into laughter at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, they turned to look at Duan Zilian, who was still leaning against the railing.

Seeing all this, Duan Zilian roughly understood the good intentions of these guys.

He shook his head helplessly, then laughed out loud.

"You guys, really..."

The lively and bustling atmosphere of fireworks drifted through the revitalized city night sky.

The stories of the younger generation are still being written.

Outside the window, a purple light suddenly appeared in the sky above Chiba in the distance, and then silently disappeared into the darkness.

But so what?

As long as they have companions by their side, no matter what dangers they may face next, they have the courage to walk side by side.

Chapter 220: Talk the day after tomorrow·Dark interception

Are you really leaving? Won't you stay here a little longer?

In a tavern in Kabukicho, Little Metron tugged at the hem of Danji Rei's clothes, his eyes filled with reluctance.

"Pigu! Pigu!"

Pigumon, who was standing nearby, clung tightly to Duan Zilian's legs and let out a disappointed cry.

"I've already arranged with Future-san and the others to meet at the intersection at nine o'clock to go back together."

Duan Zilian squatted down and rubbed the two little ones' heads, smiling a little embarrassedly.

"Time is almost up, we can't change it now."

"Alright... then be careful on your journey, and remember to come back and visit us in the future."

Little Merlon sensibly let go of her hand.

"It definitely will."

Duan Zilian stood up and looked around the tavern. Many things inside had been damaged in the deadly battle with the Muzhen aliens.

The bar and tables were crudely pieced together with nails and planks, and the wooden floor was covered with scorch marks and cracks.

There is still a long way to go before things can be restored to their original state.

"Ultraman Tiga! When you get back, you must keep up the good work, protect this world, and protect us too!"

"Yes, yes, I delivered the doll you asked me to send, and it arrived perfectly intact!!"

Balji and Babar stood to one side, their eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

"Let's keep going, carrying the will of ourselves... and that handsome guy Miyamoto!"

The Magma alien sniffed and said loudly.

Upon hearing this name, Duan Zilian's eyes dimmed slightly.

He looked up at the wall at the far end of the tavern.

Two simple wooden samurai swords hung there, crossed in a cross shape, with a long, flowing inscription below them:

[Miyamoto, unparalleled in the world!!]

Looking at the sentence and the two wooden knives, Duan Zilian let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yes, I definitely will," he whispered his vow.

Beside him, the Nackle alien glanced at the wall clock and realized it was getting late.

"Duan Jun, it seems you're leaving."

The other aliens looked at the clock on the wall and realized that more than an hour had passed, and they all sighed with regret.

"Sigh, time flies so fast." The Magma alien scratched his head in frustration.

"Do you need us to take you out?" Manager Nacker asked earnestly.

"It's very chaotic outside right now. We're friends, so it's only right that I see you off."

Hearing these words of concern, Duan Zilian looked at Manager Naker's face and quickly waved her hand with a smile.

……

"No need, manager, you really don't need to give me one."

Hibino Mirai took a slightly apologetic half-step back, quickly raised her hands, and pushed away the stacks of banknotes handed to her by the store manager.

"And this money is absolutely unacceptable. I haven't worked here for more than a few days, and I've often taken leave or skipped work..."

Future scratched his head sheepishly.

Hearing his excuses, Commander Blake clearly showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, this money isn't your salary; it's a compliment to your barista skills."

He paused, looking at the young man in front of him with eyes full of sincerity.

"Your coffee-making skills are excellent; the regular customers at the shop have been enjoying it these past few days."

"When I return to Chiba, I will continue to uphold this craft. I will try it when I have time."

"Ah...this..."

What else do I want to say in the future?

"Just take it, you Ultra Warriors are so fussy."

Manager Blake snorted and forcefully stuffed the wad of banknotes into Future's pocket.

After finishing, he waved his hand impatiently and urged them on, then turned back to wipe the glass in his hand.

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