The Strange Adventures of Hearn the Believer

"So, actually, they were all made by me from seawater, and I put them back into the sea after listening to the sermons every day."

"I see."

It turned out to be the case.

This child is definitely playing house.

Just like in a snowy winter, you build a few snowmen in the snow, put red buckets on them as hats, and decorate their faces with carrots and pebbles. That's how you complete your snowman friends.

Because only demons and monsters exist here, the water spirit friends that Xiaoxinnu created only resembled those demons and monsters.

I'm so lonely.

Aoko recalled a similar game she played in her own yard when she was a child.

Because of its proximity to the grandfather's workshop, the Aozaki family's house is located on a hillside far from the town, surrounded by a barren wasteland. There are no other residents, let alone any childhood sweethearts. Getting around is inconvenient; it takes about forty minutes to walk down a country road to the nearest station. The only exception is when the weather turns cold in winter, when they will be exposed to snow earlier than the residents of the city.

"Besides that, the mountain spring water is very clear and the starry sky at night is beautiful. Overall, it is a home that is not perfect, but very comfortable and worth remembering forever."

Before we knew it, we were talking about playing house by the sea and then about our old family home.

"So, what is Xiaoxin's home like?"

"My home, the nearest home is by the sea."

"recent?"

"Yes, it's not a detached house but a temporary apartment. Because my mother moves frequently, memories of home and the word 'homeless' are always with me. The same goes for school. Although I'm only in second grade, I've already been a transfer student three times. It's really tough to cope with new environments. Standing blankly on the podium introducing myself, being surrounded by a group of strangers after class, it feels like being a rare animal in a cage."

Are they a fantasy species hidden in the human world? If so, then their homeless circumstances seem understandable.

etc.

Aoko suddenly caught a piece of information she had almost overlooked.

"Little Xin Nu, so you do have a mother after all?"

"I feel like you said something really rude, Aoko-neechan."

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. What I really wanted to ask is, where is Nobuyo's mother now?"

Oh no, I accidentally said something very rude again. My rating is sure to plummet, just like the Tokyo real estate bubble.

Aoko thought with a slight sense of frustration.

Moreover, if the child has a mother who is always waiting for him to come home, then the idea of ​​taking him home directly should be reconsidered.

Dealing with adult fantasy species is a story that seems like a fantasy just to think about.

"My mother has always been in my heart."

The little tail beside him lowered its head as it spoke, its azure eyes hidden behind its bangs, its emotions and voice both drooping.

"Oh, I'm sorry, little Xin Nu, I brought up something that saddened you."

I feel like I keep stepping on landmines with these kinds of topics.

A complex feeling of relief mixed with guilt began to sprout in Aoko's heart.

What should we do in this situation?

What are some ways to both pique a child's interest and successfully improve their mood?

Based on the limited resources available, that's probably the only option, right?

Children at this age are definitely still at that age, right?

Didn't he just say that himself?

That's it

"Little Xinnu, come here for a moment."

"Hmm? Sister Qingzi, is there something you need?"

With her back to the warm yellow wall, Aoko squatted down, gently placed her hands on the boy's delicate shoulders, lowered her gaze to a similar level to his, and leaned closer.

It is said that this can effectively reduce children's wariness of adults, and it also applies to cats and dogs.

Although Aoko herself is still two years away from adulthood.

"I'll tell you a secret, the kind you can't tell anyone else."

"?"

"Well, let me put it bluntly. I, Aoko-neechan, am actually a magician."

"Magician?"

"Not a magician, but a sorcerer."

"A mage? What's that?"

"Normally, she looks like an ordinary active-duty high school girl, but when enemies attack, she transforms into a blue form. If she encounters a powerful enemy that her blue form cannot defeat, she will further transform into her strongest red form."

"I get it, it's Ultraman!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, cough. In short, it's pretty much the same as other things except it won't become huge."

"I understand. So, on the surface, Aoko-neechan is just an ordinary high school girl, but secretly she's a secret hero who defeats monsters and saves the world, right?"

"It's not to the point of saving the world, yeah, that's right."

Ugh, going along with the atmosphere, I said some stupid things in front of Shinju that should never be spread. If they were recorded and found out by my family or Arisu, even if they dug three feet into the ground, it would be the greatest shame of my life with no way to escape except suicide.

Looking into those blue eyes that seemed to sparkle like stars after being rescued from sorrow, Aoko suppressed the burning shame in her heart, forced herself to remain calm, and kept smiling.

It's worth it all, look at the child's bright eyes.

However, just to be on the safe side

"However, Sister Aoko also has a weakness, which is that my secret identity must never be known to anyone else, otherwise I will not be able to continue fighting here, do you understand, little nobunaga?"

"Yes, I understand. That's how it is for Ultraman. If their identity is exposed, they have to leave Earth and fly to another star."

It's unlikely that it will fly to another star.

But we can't tell the child about the association's ruthless and murderous practices that treat human life like dirt.

"Yes, so Little Xin Nu absolutely cannot tell anyone this secret, okay?"

"No problem, I will keep this secret forever, and I will also help Aoko-neechan keep this secret."

"Then, it's a deal?"

"Well, it's a deal!"

"In that case, shouldn't we move on? Little Nobunaga, this gesture... oh, I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me."

The little guy in front of her raised his right hand, or rather, extended his little finger, looking at Qingzi who was standing up with a puzzled expression, as if he hadn't finished something.

Indeed, there are things I haven't finished doing.

Aoko squatted down again, calmly raised her right hand, and extended her little finger.

The previous sense of shame had been diluted by this childlike act, and the childlike innocence unique to children also evoked a rare sense of melancholy in Aoko's heart about not having had such an experience in her childhood.

"Pinky promise, never to change your mind, whoever changes will be divided among eight hundred million."

Wait! What terrifying things is this child saying?

Although by the time I realized it, I had already finished reading it along with everyone else.

So, in Xiaoxin's eyes, those who break their promises will be divided into eight hundred million pieces?

However, on the other hand, the fact that he would promise such a terrible punishment for betrayal shows that he is a good kid who values ​​promises very much.

They'll definitely grow up to be outstanding adults in twelve years.

With this thought in mind, Aoko couldn't help but let go of her small doubts and past sorrows.

"!"

The ground suddenly shook.

The familiar, heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor once more.

Aoko stood up instantly, facing the direction from which the strange event had occurred, and at the same time pulled Xiaoxinnu behind her.

That was the corner at the end of the right-hand corridor, the very direction the two had originally been heading.

This level of commotion indicates a size at least greater than that of the previous Red Oni.

Judging from the footsteps, it should be a bipedal creature.

Before you are certain of the other party's identity, rashly running in the opposite direction may lead to an unfavorable chase.

Using magic to enhance physical endurance can indeed temporarily improve physical strength, but this time there's a little believer involved, and the worst-case scenario is that we'll have to pick him up and run with him.

Both speed and sensitivity will decrease relatively.

It is currently impossible to confirm whether the other party has any means of remote attack.

Therefore, the answer is obvious.

The best course of action is to strike first!

Aoko stretched out her right hand, pointing directly at the corner where she was about to face the enemy.

The first section of the magic spell was chanted, and the rapidly flowing magic power was efficiently shaped by the roar of the magic circuit.

A pale blue light shone from Aoko's right hand!

"Look closely, little believer, this is the cyan form!"

"Look closely, little believer, this is the cyan form!"

I saw it, I saw it.

It is indeed the genuine Blue Hero.

However, when facing the enemy, wouldn't it be good to also pay a little attention to your back?

Drawn to some barely perceptible anomaly, the nun, who was being shielded behind her, turned around and, as expected, saw the two strange figures crawling along the base of the wall.

They were two heads that resembled women, with red lips and black teeth, faces as white as paper, and thick, black hair like seaweed. Their eyes were pitch black.

Their necks are crawling.

Long as a snake, soft as a fat maggot, it was nauseating.

And so, silently, along the lower half of the brownish-red wall, that indistinct boundary of color, it twisted its graceful body/neck and slid silently behind the girl.

At the end of the neck, on the left and right, two bodies arrived late, dressed in tattered orange clothes, on all fours, with their joints reversed, hanging upside down.

The moment their eyes met, a sinister smile appeared on both women's faces. Their mouths split open to their ears, revealing black teeth. They were fearless, as if they had encountered a child who had been frightened into madness and speechlessness. They approached rapidly, carrying a sticky malice and a cannibalistic fear.

They're already full.

Chapter 134 The Cyan Hero (Part 5)

Because I am not mature enough, I cannot perform magic without chanting or physical self-suggestion.

He lowered his voice and concentrated, trying to remain discreet.

My heart was pounding, and unlike my firm right arm, my legs were actually trembling slightly.

Was it excitement? Or fear?

Or both.

Now is not the time for self-doubt.

She had already made a boast in front of a child, taking on the title of hero without her consent.

If he were to be knocked away by the enemy in the next encounter, even if his life wasn't in danger, he probably wouldn't have the face to look up at that child.

The sound of footsteps on the metal floor grew closer and closer as they approached the corner.

The straight-line distance is approximately fifty meters.

The loading of the magic bullets is complete.

A blue magic circle, shaped like the cross-section of a revolver magazine, was spinning rapidly around Qingzi's palm.

The target stepped out of the shadows behind the corner.

Thick limbs, a robust physique, tattered orange clothes, and unlike before, empty hands, but the same pair of red horns on the top of the head.