Ultraman cubs begin to wreak havoc.

The icy aura that Aizaki Moe felt was merely a momentary shock that Minamoto Subaru couldn't quite process. After all, Subaru himself wouldn't turn five for another month. However, if he thought about it now and put himself in the shoes of Aizaki Moe, this somewhat abnormal...overactive Earth human woman, what she was talking about was probably the moment when her romantic feelings first began to blossom...

Okay, even so, it sounds like it could empty a magazine, but...

How many years has that been? At least twelve years, right?

It's been such a long time, long enough for two of me to die. This kind of unwavering devotion to love, among humans, should be considered quite affectionate.

Gen Subaru looked at Aizaki Moe, who seemed unusually awkward and lost in thought. To be honest, he couldn't possibly get along with such a boisterous girl, but for Asakura Riku, it seemed...

Forget it, why should I think so much? This is Asakura Riku's private matter. To be honest, I was a little impolite to ask about this out of curiosity.

"Alright, Ms. Aizaki Moya, cheer up. Now let's get down to business. Do you remember any strange people or people who came into contact with Riku when he was a child?"

Upon hearing this, Aizaki Moa immediately became serious. She realized that this likely involved Riku's safety, so she needed to be extremely vigilant.

"No! After Xiao Lu came to my house, I remember clearly who he had contact with. There was absolutely no strange woman, no, strange person who had contact with him!"

“…”

I need to retract my previous statement. Perhaps we should intervene. This woman... I have a growing feeling that something is wrong...

399 Strange Island People (First Update)

Gen Subaru felt that he really shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing. This kind of problem was far beyond his capabilities, so there was nothing to say. He should let Asakura Riku and the others solve this problem themselves, right?

While Gen Subaru and Aizaki Moa were discussing Asakura Riku's situation, on the other side, Fukuide Sei was very annoyed. He had finally waited for the Order Star to cool down before putting the energy crystal into his secret base. He wanted to come out and meet Asakura Riku by chance to see what was wrong with this experimental subject.

Then....

I ran into my editor by chance.

This kind of chance encounter is unacceptable! Why would I run into you in such a remote area, editor?!

"Oh!!! Mr. Fukui, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Clearly, the editor hadn't expected this unexpected bonus. He happily grasped Fukuide's hand, shaking it vigorously, and grinned like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.

To be honest, Fukuide Sei really wanted to shake off this editor's hand—no, to be precise, to just kill this human being. This guy was like a vengeful ghost, calling one after another with a polite and respectful tone every time the deadline was approaching, like a leech sticking to him, it was just too disgusting.

But if you don't answer the phone, he will come to your door, still in that humble manner, offering to do your laundry, cook for you, and handle all your chores.

He was hoping... no, he was practically begging you to finish the manuscript quickly. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big deal for him, the editor, to be criticized by the editor-in-chief; the real issue was the impact on the recommendation of your new book. Then he went on and on, saying that if it weren't for your excellent performance and how readers were all eagerly anticipating your new work, he wouldn't be bothering you like this; those authors whose writing has no soul at all can't compare to you, and he wasn't even willing to chase after those authors when the editor-in-chief asked him to finish their manuscripts...

Blah blah blah, and he went on and on about it.

It's so annoying, like flies buzzing incessantly in your ear, but...

I always feel that if I were to target these earthlings who have already abandoned their dignity and become mere tools for chasing deadlines, I would be degrading myself in every way.

Fukuide Kiri sighed softly, then smiled and said:

"I understand, I understand. It's about the publication of the new volume, right? I'll listen to what you have to say, but..."

Fukuide looked around, gestured, and said:

Are you sure you want to tell me all this here?

"No, no, no, how could that be?"

Surprised that Fukuide Sei would actually take the time out of his busy schedule to talk to him about these trivial matters, the editor was initially taken aback, but then happily invited Fukuide Sei to sit down at the nearby café.

To be honest, Fukuide Sei had already heard what the editor had said, and he couldn't understand why the atmosphere in this island nation was like this. Some things that could be explained clearly over the phone or in an email required people to make a special trip to meet him face-to-face and listen to him repeat those things that made it hard to grasp the main point.

Also, Fukuide remembered that the last time he went to the editorial department to pick up the contract, it was an appointment that had been made in advance, and the editorial department had even contacted him to make the appointment. However, when he arrived, the staff member in charge of the contract was taken aback at first, and then turned over and over the few documents on the table several times. Fukuide felt that the dust on that table was being checked.

Then, the staff member calmly arranged the documents together, stood up, and bowed respectfully, saying:

"I'm sorry, the document hasn't been printed yet. I apologize."

After saying that, the staff member sat down and continued working on the computer, while Fukuide Kirito was filled with question marks.

No, after you apologized, shouldn't you hurry up and print out the contract documents for me so I can take them? Why are you sitting down again, as if this matter is already over? Do you expect me to go back now and wait for your notification before I come back?

Fukuide Sei suppressed his anger and stated his demands. Then he saw the staff member looking at him with an incredulous expression, as if to say, "I've already bowed and apologized, why are you still bothering me?"

Fukuide Kirito encountered similar situations more than once while living in Japan. From initial annoyance to now taking it for granted, he has been "trained" in a certain sense.

Fukuide Kirito looked at the editor in front of him, who was talking non-stop and completely absorbed in his own world, not caring whether he could keep up. He didn't say much, but slowly closed his eyes. Darkness filled Fukuide Kirito's vision.

But at that moment, an ominous dark purple light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and then Belial's head projection appeared in Fukuide Sei's field of vision.

"Lord Belial, your most loyal subordinate..."

"You have something to say."

It sounded like Belial was busy with something and was getting impatient with Fukuide's interruption. Fukuide immediately told Belial his thoughts on Geed in detail.

Upon hearing about that ferocious fighting style, Belial seemed to realize something, his reaction paused for a moment, and he said in a deep voice:

"Go and see Geed. If there are no problems, continue with the original plan. If Geed can't deal with the monsters you created, take the Star of Order from Geed. Don't let useless things occupy precious resources."

"Yes, Lord Belial."

Fukuide agreed without hesitation. To be honest, he also disliked Geed. Such a backup plan dared to jump out and obstruct Lord Belial's plans. He was simply courting death and should have died long ago.

However, at this moment, Fukuide Sei remembered something else, and he said in a tone full of self-reproach and guilt:

"Lord Belial, I am very sorry about the AIB headquarters. I have not yet been able to infiltrate it and retrieve the Star of Order there. This is my dereliction of duty. In the future, I will definitely work harder to achieve results with AIB and will never let Lord Belial down!"

"AIB, huh..."

400 Xiao Lu's Embarrassing Moments (Part 2)

Listening to Belial's humming, Fukuide Sei knew without a doubt that his master must have come up with some new ideas, and the next steps might have to be changed. Some of the plans he had designed earlier would probably have to be scrapped or modified.

But this is good too. Lord Belial is definitely more thoughtful than I am. Being able to act according to Lord Belial's plan is the glory of my entire life, Fukuide Sei!

"You don't need to worry about AIB anymore. From now on, just focus on creating monsters."

Belial casually mentioned that he had Fukuide Kiri infiltrate AIB headquarters. Belial thought about it and realized that it was indeed beyond Fukuide Kiri's capabilities. The main reason was that Fukuide Kiri was currently responsible for too many things. If he made any mistakes in such a crucial task, Belial would have to deal with it all over again, which would be too troublesome. It would be better for Belial to do it himself and get it done in one go.

"Have the monsters cause some damage around AIB headquarters whenever possible, to draw the attention of the AIB agents, understand?"

"I'll remember that, Lord Belial!"

"Let's call it a day then. I have other things to do and don't have time to waste with you."

"Respectfully seeing off Lord Belial."

Since Belial had said so, although Fukuide Sei was quite reluctant to end this "intimate moment" with Lord Belial, he didn't hesitate. After the purple light dissipated, he opened his eyes and returned to reality, where he saw the editor still chattering away.

"Mr. Fukui, are you tired?"

However, this editor was perceptive; upon seeing Fukuide Sei's appearance, he immediately stopped and inquired with concern:

"Why don't you take a break, and then we can continue?"

Couldn't you just condense this into one sentence? Damn Earthlings.

Fukuide Kiri sighed inwardly, then, with a mysterious smile on his face, said softly:

“I was just reporting on the current situation.”

"Report?!"

The editor was completely baffled, not understanding how this was related to those two words. Fukuide Kirito, however, continued with a mysterious smile, crossed his legs, and said softly:

"I have placed new fragments somewhere in the universe, and you can communicate with the gods there by simply closing your eyes."

At this point, Fukuide Sei's face broke into an irrepressible smile—a genuine joy. But this smile took on a different meaning for the editor. The editor felt they understood Fukuide Sei's thoughts, were on the same wavelength as this bestselling author, and chuckled along, whispering:

"Teacher, you really know how to joke. Come to think of it, it's quite fitting for an author whose subject matter is teachers to make such jokes."

Boring Earthlings.

Fukuide Sei suddenly lost the will to continue showing off to this editor. But thinking about it, it made sense; showing off to someone like this was pointless, and he had already lost his composure.

"Okay, let's stop here for today."

Fukuide Sei stood up, glanced at his watch, and said:

"I've heard everything you just said. Let's do it your way. I have no objections. I need to go write my new book. See you later."

After saying this, Fukuide Sei didn't say anything more, nor did he give the editor a chance to be polite or offer any advice, and left directly.

With Fukuide Sei's departure, the café fell silent. Meanwhile, at the observatory, Gen Subaru and Aizaki Moe went over the accounts for most of the evening. After confirming there were no issues, Gen Subaru looked at Aizaki Moe, thought for a moment, and said softly:

"Speaking of which, what interesting things happened to Lu when he was a child?"

Yes, of course we have that.

Once the topic came up, Aizaki Moya suddenly woke up and began to tell Minamoto Subaru everything she knew—

For example, when Xiao Lu was in elementary school, the teacher asked him to write an essay. He could write anything, even his dreams. So Xiao Lu started writing. In his dream, he was racing with Flashy Man. They drew a line in front of their house, which was the starting line, and the school gate was the finish line. With "one, two, three, run!", the two of them happily crossed the finish line together.

This composition is quite good for an elementary school student, so the teacher was very happy to give it an excellent grade and praised Asakura Riku in front of the class.

Then, in the next composition class, the teacher asked the students to write about something happy, and Asakura Riku happily wrote about his dream of a race again.

Then, in the next composition class, the teacher asked the students to write about something they were looking forward to. Riku Asakura eagerly wrote down his dream of racing with Flashy Man.

Then, the teacher took these three papers and visited Aizaki Moe's house. You might think that Asakura Riku always used the same essays to fool people, but that's not true. The content was different every time, and it was obvious that he wrote them on the spot.