Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

The young voice, initially seemingly submerged in the deep sea, suddenly rises and bursts forth from the surface, its distorted sound, isolated by the water, regaining its inherent vitality.

Aiba Yuu woke up.

He remained seated on the veranda, the pillars sharp and cold. He shifted his body, feeling as if a small patch of his head, pressed against a pillar, had been flattened. He reached out to rub the spot where he had pressed so hard, and a warm breeze carried flower petals, which fell to his knees.

"Chong-"

The five fingers came together, producing a clear clang like sharp weapons clashing.

The girl calling out "Great Demon" approached, and he turned to look at her—anyone who heard this...

The sound of bells ringing out as you tap your feet will attract attention.

Behind her followed a very tall man. Colored paper, knotted ropes, offerings, sesame oil, candles... all sorts of miscellaneous items were neatly packed into a box and hung on the tall man's body.

He bent down and put the boxes down one by one. Even though he seemed to be handling them gently, the thin layer of dust he stirred up on the ground and the sigh he let out when he released them indicated that the items were obviously not light.

“I’m sorry, great demon,” the girl said apologetically, “You can’t keep sunbathing. You’ll have to find somewhere to hide. Two families are getting married and are hoping for blessings from the gods and their ancestors. A few more people will be arriving soon. They need to set up the front hall first. Big Guy and I rushed ahead to deliver the message so they can see what you said…”

“You don’t need to explain so much,” Aiba Yu heard himself say, but only a high-low roar came out of his throat: “It’s good that you let me stay here.”

The girl and the "big guy" she mentioned naturally couldn't understand the monster's roar.

The monster retracted its claws, carefully avoiding leaving any terrifying footprints as it descended the corridor. Its tail was also held tightly and coiled neatly at its side.

He should have looked majestic when he stretched out his long tail and the membranous wings that he had never used before, but now he was trying to restrain himself and hide everything sharp, making him look ridiculous.

When he stood up, he was taller than "Big Guy". When he was crouched up, he looked like a small mountain covered in steel scales. The small mountain turned his body and saw the marks left on the pillars when he leaned against them: a row of crescent-shaped patterns like fish scales on the wooden pillars.

The girl followed his gaze and saw it too, and quickly said, "It's okay, no one will notice!"

The monster roared again, as if in response to her words.

Aiba Yu noticed that he was walking even lighter, trying to avoid the neatly laid wooden planks, passing through the front hall, and slipping into the secluded woodshed. The neatly arranged firewood had been artificially stacked into a square compartment, just big enough for him to squeeze in. The cold wind was blocked by the walls and the firewood, and the scent of pine resin lingered in the air, like the smell of sunshine.

He curled up peacefully, resting his chin on the back of his paws. The residents were unaware that the representative of their trusted guardian was hiding a "great monster" of unknown origin.

The woodshed looked full, but it was actually half empty; it was a safe house built specifically for the "great monster."

The girl and the "big guy" only knew that this monster was gentle and had the intention to communicate with people. Now they could understand the conversation when the speech was slowed down and the words were kept as simple as possible.

But the "great monster" thought to himself, "I wish I could get closer and closer. The closer I get to human habitation, the more human I'll resemble."

At first, he made a lot of misunderstandings because of the language barrier. Later, he met a girl who came to "exorcise demons" and a "big guy", and he finally found someone he could communicate with.

The woodshed was dark and cramped, but more comfortable and relaxed than the spies' quarters. If he was sure no one was around, he could sneak out a little and see outside through the only window.

There, the stars shone brightly, but they were different from the starry sky he knew. It was as if... due to displacement, the position of each star was ambiguous.

The "great monster" thought, "I thought I would wake up in hell, where am I?"

Aiba Yu thought, "How many years has it been? Why am I dreaming about this time of time again?"

Simple music drifted from afar. Compared to the rich layers and numerous instruments of modern music, what they played was as rudimentary as a wooden shed meeting a fully furnished seaside house.

After a while, or perhaps a long time, when Aiba Yu heard a few birds chirping, the door of the woodshed was gently knocked on.

"Great monster, are you still awake?" The girl peeked inside, seemingly unconcerned about the years of wood chips and ash scattered on the ground.

The faint light of dawn shone in from the open door, and fine dust danced in the thin light. The "great monster" shifted its body, its scales opening and closing, creating a metallic clang.

The "big guy" walked right past the girl, opened the door wide, and shouted, "If you're still awake, come out. They're gone. Let's go through the back door. If we go into the mountains at this time, we can see the sunrise."

"I've seen the sunrise many times, and I want to sleep. I'm awake because the music is awful and noisy," the great monster said.

The mutated vocal cords could only produce thunderous roars. The girl was puzzled, but she asked happily, "You agreed?"

"I didn't agree."

The "big guy" had already walked in. He patted the tip of the guy's nose, his black eyes reflecting the golden ones. He was as honest and kind as a mountain rock, and his words made it hard to refuse: "That's a view that can only be moved by seeing it with your own eyes. In a few days, it will be the rainy season. After watching this sunrise, it will be a long time before you can see the sun again. You love sunbathing so much."

"It's just the rainy season, it won't matter if we don't look."

"Let's go..." The girl squeezed in as well, making the narrow space feel extremely crowded. She picked up the tip of the "big monster's" tail, but because she wasn't strong enough, she could only drag and tug at it: "If you stay cooped up in the rain, mushrooms will grow. I've never seen a monster that grows mushrooms before. Can you show me?"

“It hasn’t rained yet.” The “great monster” made a gurgling sound in its throat.

"Great! You agreed so readily!" The "big guy" happily changed his patting to a hug, because the "big monster" was coiled around him, so he only needed to stretch out his arm to grab the other's neck.

The girl and the "big guy" each pulled on a tail and hooked the head, and the "big monster" reluctantly moved out.

He was cautious

As he emerged from the easily damaged door, several birds flew down and hopped on his angular head and back.

"Tap tap tap," the bird seemed curious about the cool, slippery feel under its feet, pecking at the ground a few times, as if trying to dig out some seeds or insects from a tree nest, just like it would when digging into one.

The "great monster" turned around and glared at them with its golden eyes.

"Chirp?" The bird turned its eyes and tilted its head in the same direction. The wind blew its downy feathers open, revealing a healthy sparrow that looked plump but was actually fluffy.

"..." The "great monster" lost interest in chasing them away.

"Tap tap, tap tap tap..." Sparrows that looked like they could easily wipe out a nest rolled over him, their short legs carving out territory, their beaks probing the way.

The girl reached out to touch it, but the sparrows, sensing her presence, suddenly fluttered away in a flurry, demonstrating their agility and swiftness.

Only a few feathers remained, resting on the jet-black scales; the downy feathers were soft, while the scales were sharp.

On that day, the bizarre combination of the girl, the "big guy," and the "big monster" did indeed witness a perfect sunrise.

The "big guy" could weave flower wreaths, and the girl wore one, claiming to be a flower fairy. The one for the "big monster" was a bit too small, so it hung askew on one of her bone horns. In the light of dawn, the girl earnestly performed a "ritual," officially appointing him as the contracted beast of the flower fairy.

The "big guy" said, "He's wearing a wreath too, just like you."

The girl thought for a moment: "Flower Fairy Beast?"

"..." The "great monster" shuddered.

Aiba Yu was truly awake this time, and a dense, tearing sensation enveloped him like a tide.

He heard “resentment” laugh out loud: “Giant? Human? Monster?”

“Hey, they’re all dead, aren’t they?” He said. “Don’t you hate ‘him’? What are you doing playing house with, we could have been on the same side…”

"The person you want to get rid of as soon as possible is also one of my targets."

Chapter 125 Fujimiya Hiroya and the Ghost

“Let me tell you,” Kinoshita Kei, who was being dismissed as childish play, pulled Onodera Hitomi aside and whispered, “if someone in a deep sleep is startled awake, there’s a chance their blood pressure will spike, and in severe cases, they could suffer a stroke and die suddenly…”

"Of course he won't have a brain hemorrhage, but I think one punch from him could give me one."

Onodera Hitomi didn't know much about human medicine, and only said, "But he seemed easy to talk to. I felt uncomfortable just smelling this medicine. It was too strong when brewed, but Lord Renlong insisted on boiling it down from two bowls of water to half a bowl, making it a paste. He didn't say anything and just drank it down, so he probably won't... punch you."

"No, no, no, I think we should take it slow, sneak into the village quietly, and not fire a shot."

Kinoshita Kei took a deep breath, tiptoed over to his fellow villager, and if conditions allowed, he was tempted to take out a triangle. That thing makes a soft, tinkling sound, or you could strike it hard and it would go straight to the soul.

But now he has an easier way—light.

Sunlight can wake up a person's biological clock, and the light of Uranus... well, as long as the brightness is sufficient, it's not a big problem. The less a fellow villager wakes up, the lower the probability of him being grumpy in the morning, although he's not sure if his fellow villager even has that thing.

The cyan light gradually intensified, becoming brighter and brighter. Kinoshita Kei felt as if he were holding a leaky light bulb while holding the ball of light.

"Adding more rotations would make it a replica of the Rasengan, or even Wind Release: Rasenshuriken, it's practically a godsend!" Kinoshita Kei felt that this naming was much more comfortable than the "Heavenly Breath" or "Heavenly Fear" prefixes that some chuunibyou human form had come up with before, and even the Super Rondo Roaring Style 3 was more straightforward.

If the latter is like a primary school student jumping up and shouting "Look how awesome I am!", then the former is like a cold-faced show-off. The latter is relatively more adorable, while the former always makes you want to punch him in the face.

Thinking this, the ball of light he was holding uncontrollably heated up, constantly breaking new records, until the two people on the other side of the courtyard looked this way, until Aiba Yu was awakened by the light.

……

Aiba Yuu wondered if he was going blind.

Otherwise, why is everything just a vast expanse of white?

The dark, slime was still muttering "cooperation" in a sinister tone. Aiba Yu ignored its thoughts, quickly rubbing his eyes. A deafening voice rang in his ears:

"Hey fellow villager! Get up and take your medicine!"

Aiba Yu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat.

Renlong didn't know where he copied the prescription from, but it was quite effective. He was able to sit up the next day, but the taste was really not good. It was sticky in his throat, and the lingering bitterness would occasionally wash over his nasal cavity. He felt that most of his cough was caused by the taste of that bowl of medicine.

But since the other party meant well, he suppressed his craving for the bowl, took it, and brought it close to his face.

"You've improved it?" The bitter smell had lessened.

Hitomi Onodera said apologetically, "Maybe... I wasn't very skilled at the technique the first time, but it was much better the second time."

As soon as Aiba Yu drank it, he knew it was still the same taste. Although it wasn't as strong, the effect was still amazing.

Kinoshita Kei stood to the side, laughing heartily while holding the leaky light bulb.

He saw it all clearly. Gao Shan next door was still stuck on the first step. Ren Long, drinking a little wine, urged him to continue exploring the so-called "sound of the earth veins," something that sounded mysterious and enigmatic.

Gao Shanwomeng frowned and replied, "The underground river has two main branches and eight tributaries."

The Earth's crust is stable, and there are no immediate signs of an earthquake.

Renlong nearly choked on his drink: "I'm not telling you to actually 'listen'! I'm telling you to go..."

Takayama Gamu asked in confusion, "Isn't it...listening to a sound?"

Renlong tapped his forehead with the handle of his fan: "Ah, it is true that you listen to the sound, but not this superficial thing. Use your heart, the voice of your heart, do you understand?"

The PhD in quantum physics could accept the concept of a "ghost," but the idea of ​​"listening to the voice of the ley lines" was still beyond his current understanding. He felt he might need to go back to South City University and try to communicate with the ley lines again using the equipment he had used when he met Gaia.