I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

She originally wanted to call Wumaquan to come along, but once he entered the house, he was like a tree rooted to the ground, not moving an inch, like an old tree with its roots intertwined.

She could only call the three little ones to her room to eat first, and then she would come out and have a meal by herself in the evening.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been a while since I had a drink with Wumaquan.

What an annoying guy.

Secretly use cheat codes to easily reach the pinnacle of life.

Miko Sato pursed her lips, but that's not entirely true. After becoming an Ultraman, she noticed that Ultraman's power enhanced the human host, but more in terms of physical constitution than intelligence. At most, it made the mind clearer and the thinking process smoother.

Sometimes, after overworking the brain, that feeling of being covered by a thin veil disappears.

Wuma Quan already had a good foundation. Becoming an Ultra Warrior was like adding wings to a tiger, making it even easier for him to slack off.

Sato Miriko felt that even if the other party was the human form of two Ultra Warriors and had a greater boost than her, it wouldn't be enough to improve her performance by much.

They've all got incredible speed and power now. She has more time to catch up.

It's much more convenient now.

Thinking about this made Sato Miriko feel great; just thinking about it made her happy.

She surpassed Wumaquan, the serfs were liberated and sang songs of triumph, and seeing Wumaquan's frustrated expression... Hehehe, and then she led Wumaquan to train and improve himself together. It has to be said, perfect.

She downed another large gulp of draft beer. After one glass, it was like a bottomless pit; she felt nothing, absolutely nothing.

"Boss, another bottle, please!"

"I'm coming!"

.........

Outside the store, the cosmic fighter, the Guregor, arrived.

He transformed into human form and looked at Sato Miriko with no expression on his face. Sometimes you can tell what a person is like just by looking at their words and actions, but sometimes it is difficult to judge a person's true nature based solely on their words and actions.

The Gregorian stood outside the door and observed for a while without saying a word.

Thoughts were running through my mind.

He is thinking.

This appears to be Ace's human form.

Ace is a warrior who is two people in one.

In other words, at this very moment, the other party alone cannot transform into Ace.

One is still missing.

If he wanted to fight him one-on-one, he wouldn't need to reveal his true form; he could simply appear in human form. However, in doing so, he wouldn't be able to witness Ace's true power.

The Guregor was deep in thought, wondering if he should wait until both of Ace's human forms arrived before making a decision.

Or perhaps, defeat them one by one. But that seems a bit unsatisfying...

a long time.

The Guregorians still decided to take action.

He felt that defeating the opponent in their human form once counted as one instance, and then the opponent transforming into Ace again counted as another instance.

In this way, things can be considered complete.

Very good.

They act decisively and without delay; perhaps this is a characteristic of all strong individuals, except for Wumaquan.

The Guregorians made their move.

However, he was polite. As a cosmic fighter, he was not an intruder and there was no need for him to fight.

He was just a challenger.

There was no malicious intent.

He gently tapped on the glass where Miriko Sato was.

It makes a "thump-thump" sound.

Sato Miriko looked over upon hearing the sound.

There was a person standing outside the window.

He has no expression; he looks like he has facial paralysis.

tramp?

Sato Miriko looked her up and down.

Not like.

But you can't judge things by their appearance.

Miriko Sato thought about it again.

"Boss, give this guy outside a bowl of grilled meat and a glass of draft beer, and put it on my tab."

"Alright, little girl, you're such a kind person."

"It's just a small favor, something I do easily."

..........

Outside the door, watching the waiter bring out a bowl of fragrant roasted meat and draft beer, the Guregor man fell into deep thought.

quite a while.

His lips slowly curved upwards, like that crooked-mouthed war god.

Interestingly, Ace's human form's personality doesn't seem boring at all.

That's classy!

The Guregor people did not disappoint Sato Miriko's good intentions.

Instead, they sat down on the spot and began to enjoy their meal.

She picked up her knife and fork and ate elegantly.

Even a cosmic fighter has his own table manners.

.........

Looking at the cosmic fighters sitting down outside.

Miriko Sato nodded slowly.

She guessed right; he was indeed a homeless man.

It seems that urban development still needs further effort.

Welfare benefits also need to be improved.

I never imagined there were still homeless people these days.

I wonder when the world will be at peace and everyone can live a happy and peaceful life.

No oppression, no injustice...

..........

Following the teachings of the Holy Church, the little bird would also go out at night to wander around and see if there were any people who needed his help.

He stared blankly at the cosmic fighter squatting outside the restaurant, eating meat and drinking alcohol with gusto.

He seemed to have no idea that the person he had seen during the day, whom he found so strange, was actually having such a miserable night and living such an unsatisfactory life.

The little bird thought for a moment and then made a decision.

It turned around and ran away happily, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The cosmic fighter looked up in the direction the little bird had gone.

It's that child again...

What a coincidence.

The cosmic fighter, Guregor, lowered his head and continued eating meat and drinking.

After eating, they still have to duel.

However, don't assume he ate anything from Miriko Sato.

He'll go easy on me when he makes his move.

A true warrior will never hold back in a duel because of external factors.

This would be a disservice to his fighting spirit.

...........

"No, here you go."

A large bag was placed in front of the cosmic fighter, the Guregor.

The Guregorian looked down and remained silent for a moment.

Then he looked up and gazed at the little bird.

Why is this kid here again?

"I didn't expect you to be living such a hard life. Here's some food for you. It's not much, but it's a token of my appreciation. I hope you can have a better life in the future. If you really can't make it, you can go to the nearby Holy Church stronghold. You can get help there. Everyone in the Holy Church is very kind, incredibly kind. Everyone, regardless of status or strength, will help the weak..." Little Flying Bird left the food and some daily necessities he had bought, told the Cosmic Fighter some things about the Holy Church that could help him, then waved goodbye and left.

Cosmic Fighter Guregor: "..."

So, in reality, Sato Mireiko wasn't treating him with food and drink as a gesture of hospitality, but rather as someone who was unhappy with his life.

Is this out of pity for him?

For a moment, the people of Guregor were at a loss for words.

However, he looked at the things that the little bird had brought.

The people on this planet seem to be quite kind?

Is it the Holy Church?