Chapter 991: with translation of chapter title

NO．114：How could this not be a kind of Ultraman?

Children's stories, especially when we exclude those that merely bear the name of children's stories but are actually filled with tales that children neither understand nor wish to see, after removing those, they usually can have an ideal, happy ending for all.

Like a fairy tale that has undergone layers of embellishment, it will ultimately end with 'the prince and princess living happily ever after.'

Children's dreams are always complete and beautiful; every child has once dreamed of portraying the hero who protects something, and at that moment the world is anything but false. Therefore, the hero born from children's dreams, created for children's dreams, responding to children's calls, the dream hero in everyone's heart, will possess that invincible restorative light.

Can repair destruction for you;

Can save lives for you;

Can purify your spirit;

Can create matter out of thin air for you, and even expand an originally small-town world to astronomical scales.

Possessing both destructive and restorative powers, even if each individual power is not particularly strong, as long as everyone's hopes are gathered together, it can save the entire world.

He is Ultraman.

The existence born from that hero's dream can rescue you from boredom and, more importantly, repair your world riddled with scars!

Even if the island's foundations collapse, the ozone layer is riddled with holes, and cities lie in ruins, as long as the restorative beam is activated!

Everything will be all right!

「Really, can't we produce a bit more of this beam? 」

「Don't force Ultraman like this! 」

「Sigh, Ultraman hasn't even spoken yet, and I'm already being exploited—I feel so wronged, don't you agree? Jie Si Ti Si. 」

「I'm very sorry, Mr. Aomo! 」

「What's there to apologize for? It's just missing ninety percent of the active opportunities, yet you still showed up in the end. You yourself said being trapped in a strange ancient era, plus the… extreme… Japanese ancient armor-clad 'Ultraman' confusing your judgment, right? 」

「So, I'm truly very sorry!! It's clearly that I was so anxious at first, yet in the end I didn't help at all! 」

「You're not really the type to constantly apologize like a Japanese stereotype, are you? Supporting the original Ultraman as a fighter jet would be pretty cool too, and that guy over there activating the limited-time radiant form is enviable. 」

「Eh?! Did Sai Shou open the radiant form?! No photos?! How much did I miss?! Should I have come earlier? 」

「Come earlier, and you'll very likely get swept by the light-force beam~! Bi Ze. 」

「Back then the scene was still quite dangerous; at least those lacking strength would be utterly annihilated just by the aftereffects, and you, waiting for Ultraman's restorative beam to come through, aren't you yourself still unclear about that? 」

「Uh… could this also be the Ship of Theseus? Ultraman's restorative beam is a complete restoration, right? 」

「Ah, completely, so we must figure out how to get some from the second-generation miss, right? 」

「Don't have bad ideas, Suzi. 」

「Huh? Clearly you, Guinea Pig, are also thinking about the restorative beam, so why are you turning around to lecture me! 」

「Ah! Exposed, huh! Your subordinates also prove you're scheming! 」

「What kind of understanding logic is this? An Qi, you're already grown—don't act like a kid just because you've seen Ultraman restore the world and become his fanboy. 」

「What's a fanboy? 」

「Just means an enthusiastic fan, right? 」

「I'm not! 」

The noisy campus, besides the usual influx of non‑students, even sees a few who don't belong to this world—this is precisely the scenery that appears after the dust settles.

This scene needs no concealment; the school festival equally welcomes all friendly outsiders, and even extraordinary girls like Ailisuzhi and the New Universe, who bear horse ears, are merely glanced at curiously by passersby and then naturally ignored.

——Today's Tsutsujidai High School, the most common sight is students in eccentric costumes, even wearing various cosplay props.

They are all busy people preparing dramas for class activities, but it's undeniable that the two horse‑ear girls each possess a unique temperament and considerable looks; walking in the line, they also attract many gazes unrelated to their horse ears.

「Um, may I ask——」

「Guinea Pig is my trainer; if you have anything, just go tell him directly, don't come to me. 」

「Eh? Train, trainer? 」

「That just means coach. 」 The foreign‑looking youth smiled and replied in fluent Japanese, his smooth, natural demeanor earning the boy's embarrassment over his own wild imaginings.

「As an active athlete, she must focus on her schedule and cannot afford to divert attention elsewhere; if you have patience, you might as well wait quietly. 」

「Uh… no, no, sorry for troubling you. 」 The boy, who had also struggled to muster the courage to come over, widened his eyes more and more as the content grew increasingly complex, and at the end he hurriedly bowed and stepped back, looking at Ailisuzhi with awe.

He also realized his own rashness.

「Impulsive yet with a touch of rationality—what a fine lad, don't you think? 」

Watching him walk away, Aomo turned his head toward Suzi beside him, only to see her staring at him, her brazen finger poking directly into his chest.

「What do you mean by 'wait quietly'?! Guinea Pig! Do you think I'd look down on him?! 」

「Just a figure of speech. 」 Aomo raised his hand, signaling to calm down.

「Young people's love at first sight is often based on looks, usually hard to last, and given time it fades; however, adolescent love is always like this irrational, and only after that does a relatively rational, composed love emerge. 」

「People always have to move forward through mistakes. 」

「Hah, does accepting Sai‑kun make you a love master now? 」 Suzi crossed her arms and glared at him, 「We're out here struggling with programming, giving ourselves headaches, while you two are over here having a chemical reaction. 」

「Not exactly…」 Aomo, about to instinctively refute something, paused, then gave a wry smile, 「If I go and formally apply to Ultraman, I'll probably still be able to obtain a particle of the restorative beam. 」

「One? 」 Suzi frowned.

「Two, 」 Aomo wearily raised his hand and lightly patted the blonde girl's head, 「That's also the limit; not long ago I asked Him to fully restore the New Universe, and demanding too much would be a favor hard to repay. 」

「Didn't we also save him? Although this counts as everyone's joint effort. 」

「But I also owe him his gratitude; they helped Sai pull me out from inside. 」

Obviously you could get out yourself……

Sai doesn't know the might of the Magical God ZERO‑type mecha, and someone like Ailisuzhi, who immediately looks up mecha info online upon seeing one outdoors, could still be unaware?

But she is not unable to understand Guinea Pig's intention of giving everyone a chance to shine; essentially it is a further step in uniting everyone, and after this battle, all participants' relations have clearly become tighter.

Even those who ought not to be acquainted—Shōchoku people, Dread, Chloe, and others tied to another world—can each greet each other warmly, and even make plans to 'get together for a fight when free' before parting.

So, in front of Nacht, Bi Ze, and Suzi, she still did not reveal the truth.

Just turning to look around, then turning back: "He's already left; is it still convenient to contact?"

With Gilbalius serving as an interstellar base station, unless another large-scale crisis occurs, we won't lose contact," Aomo said. "Besides, there's also classmate Yuta, Miss Kaizaki Hikaru, and Mr. Xiang Zhiren — they."

They each have their own receivers; dream weavers and dream heroes always achieve their own.

Alright, I don't know if it'll work out, but Clara asked me to pass along a message; after this is settled she has to write a report, and some details might need your help.

Of course.

Also, there's training with Chazuo and Bourbon; today Chengtian Bai Ren and Gechengwangpai will help you watch over things, but tomorrow you'll have to do it yourself.

... Naturally, but it really lacks a sense of reality.

What?

The subjective time I've felt here hasn't been long, but because I've gone through a lot, it still feels lengthy; however, in others' perception, they have indeed experienced a long stretch of time, and now you and Miss Clara say the boundary zone has only lasted two days...

If you've really spent a long time, you ought to apologize to us; have you thought about this year's official debut match?

Of course, maybe we can invite more friends to watch.

Those few friends of Qianjun?

Suzi turned her head toward the classroom door not far away.

With the hearing of a horse girl, this school can indeed be very noisy, but Central Torasen is also a place that frequently holds campus activities, so for her, catching important information amidst the noise isn't difficult.

Easily, one could hear inside that Qianjun and the girl named Liúhuā, as well as the boy named Neihai Jiang, were communicating.

They were actually discussing script topics, like what final changes should be kept or not—after saving the world, this group wanted to revise the script of Gridman Story from scratch, especially to rename it GRIDMANUNIVERSE and such.

Even after the group has rehearsed repeatedly until now, they're still debating whether to change some lines.

Such last‑minute rush left her speechless, her ears wagging.

We also have to see if they have time, but traveling across worlds is indeed not difficult to do.

Noticing the sudden change in her ears, although they didn't have such flexible ears, the demon with astonishing hearing fell silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh.

I still don't advise adding them as characters unrelated to the core, like Demon God Zero, which only increases the workload for cardboard props; the Gridman story isn't a mecha tale, and cramming in every element means nothing gets fully expressed.

Why don't you go in and tell them?" Suzi said, turning her head to glance at the other side.

After her, others also turned their heads, noticing a red‑haired boy running somewhat out of breath, now slowing his pace as he approached.

Just in time, he's also here.

Oh, Mr. Aomo, Mr. Nacht, and uh… Miss Ellis, Miss Shin, and… Mr. Bi?

Yuta is a good boy; even if a stranger only mentioned a title once, he strives to remember it.

Hey! If it were another occasion, I'd definitely grab your hand for a handshake and autograph.

?

... Response, identification.

?

How about turning around to cooperate with me on a few experiments? Xiangjun, I'm very curious about the physical data of you lot who fuse with Gridman—

All right, Yuta, go straight into the classroom.

Interrupting someone's speech, Aomo dragged a bewildered boy into the classroom, determined to save the Year 2 Class F performance from disaster.