The Dimensional Tavern of the Mefilas Alien

They actually felt it was unnecessary, but they didn't want to discourage Naruto.

"Wait a moment." Murphy, still wanting more melon, reluctantly returned to the kitchen. Fortunately, as an alien, his five senses were exceptionally sharp. If he wanted to, he could see everything happening in the main hall from thousands of miles away.

Meanwhile, the Third Generation and the others took the opportunity to chat with Gintoki.

The Third Hokage originally wanted to inquire about the customs and culture of the other world. However, Gintoki suddenly had a sudden inspiration and asked them a question.

"I remember in the manga, the Nine-Tails could share its senses with its Jinchūriki, right?"

"That's probably it." The Third Hokage tensed up. Could something big happen in the future because of this?

"What will happen to Kurama when the Fourth Hokage and his wife are doing that?" Gintoki made a hand gesture. Kakashi reacted extremely quickly, immediately using the speed of a Jonin to cover Naruto's eyes.

However, it was too late.

"They all have to die! Aaaaaah!"

The Nine-Tails went berserk, and ominous chakra surged from Naruto's body.

"Oops!"

The Third Hokage hurriedly formed hand seals, preparing to use a sealing technique to subdue Naruto.

"Quiet down."

Murphy's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, came from the kitchen, and Naruto, who had been somewhat fox-like, instantly returned to normal.

"Hiss!" The Third Hokage and Kakashi gasped.

The tavern manager is terrifying! He suppressed the Nine-Tails' chakra with just one sentence. Even the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, might not have been able to do that.

Just then, the doors of the bar opened wide.

"Sorry, I might have come to the wrong place!" A weathered man wearing a leather jacket and old jeans, with messy short hair, walked in.

Chapter 58 Himeya Jun

Himeya Jun stared blankly at the demons and monsters before him.

He didn't quite understand why a human could suddenly emit red flames and then instantly revert back to normal.

He couldn't understand why everyone in the room was dressed so strangely, looking completely unlike normal people.

He was also curious as to why a waiter at a bar would dress like a monster.

Jun Himeya had many questions in his mind, but in the end he only said "I'm sorry."

As Jun Himeya turned to leave, Jamila accelerated forward. Murphy's modifications not only gave him a humanoid form but also enhanced his combat abilities.

"Welcome! This is Monster Tavern!"

Jamila knew how much Murphy was looking forward to the arrival of the new guest, and she was unwilling to let Jun Himeya leave at this moment.

Jun Himeya's pupils contracted. So fast! He hadn't even seen how Jamila moved; she had appeared in front of him like a gust of wind.

'A monster?'

For some reason, Jun Himeya felt a little itchy when he heard this word.

But in the end, he couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore.

Jun Himeya was once a world-renowned journalist.

His camera always captures the most authentic scenes. Countless evils have been exposed under his scrutiny.

Gradually, Jun Himeya became dissatisfied with just that. With lofty ideals, he wanted to capture more truths and criticize more social ills.

So he went to the most chaotic battlefield, wanting to film everything that was happening there.

There, he met Sera, a girl who lived near the battlefield.

During their time together, the two developed a deep bond, much like real siblings.

However, Jun Himeya's goal was to take photographs of the war. So when war broke out again, he disregarded his own safety and went to the battlefield, wanting to capture the most authentic scenes of the battle.

Worried about Jun Himeya, Sera rushed into the battlefield to look for him.

As a result, right in front of Jun Himeya, Sera, who smiled because she found Jun Himeya, was killed by a falling bomb in the next second.

Jun Himeya's camera happened to capture this desperate scene.

Ironically, after its publication, this powerful photograph received worldwide acclaim. It also brought the conflict in that region to the world's attention.

But for Jun Himeya, these honors were like a knife stuck in his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

And so, from that day on, Jun Himeya, the world-renowned war correspondent, disappeared.

He lived a solitary life, wandering aimlessly alone.

During this time, perhaps due to the torment in his heart, he would always have nightmares, dreaming of a mysterious and dark ruin.

What's even more astonishing is that the nightmare is continuous. Each time he has a nightmare, he gets closer to the depths of the ruins than the last. Sometimes, Jun Himeya wonders if the moment he actually enters the ruins will be the moment he dies.

However, Jun Himeya felt that death would be a relief for him. Since Sera's death, Jun Himeya had been burdened by a strong sense of guilt.

Tonight, Jun Himeya went out intending to buy two cans of beer and drown his sorrows in alcohol.

But to his surprise, on his way to the convenience store, he saw a sign for a bar in the alley.

So, having been tormented by nightmares for a long time, Jun Himeya, his mind still foggy, didn't think much of it and walked straight in.

But what he saw after entering was so bizarre that it brought him back to his senses.

Is this some kind of themed bar?

Jun Himeya was a journalist before, not some outdated old-fashioned person. Although he rarely came into contact with anime, comics, and games (ACG), he had heard of things like cosplay.

But isn't this cosplayer a little too realistic? And this speed is almost inhuman, isn't it?

Jun Himeya felt he had a basic understanding of human speed. Was he still having nightmares? Was this a new plot twist?

Jamila didn't care what Jun Himeya was thinking and led the dazed Jun to a seat. He owed Murphy a great debt of gratitude, and he would do anything, even risk his life, to fulfill Murphy's wishes!

"What would you like to order, sir? We have a wide variety of drinks and dishes. Even if it's not on the menu, if you know how to make it, you can order it!"

Himeya Jun shook his head. He had no desire for material things; he drank purely to drown his sorrows.

"Two cans of regular beer will do."

"Understood!"

Jamila quickly returned to the bar, and a few seconds later, she came back with two cans of beer and a hot towel.

"Here's a complimentary hot towel!"

"Thank you."

After thanking him softly, Jun Himeya picked up a hot towel and wiped his face. The towel was at just the right temperature—not too hot, yet comfortably relaxing. Jun Himeya even felt a little better.

Despite the somewhat unusual name and waiters, the service at this pub was surprisingly good. Jun Himeya thought to himself.

He silently pulled the tab off the can and put the beer to his lips.

I had only taken two sips when I saw Murphy come out of the kitchen.

Jun Himeya's eyes widened. What was this? Was it cosplay too?

"Your order is here!"

With a wave of his hand, Murphy sent the food and wine he had ordered for Kurama into Naruto's stomach as a beam of light.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Naruto touched his stomach, wondering how it got in there. He was completely baffled.

Himeya Jun stood there stunned for a long time, rubbing his eyes.

Am I sure I didn't see it wrong? Was it magic, or was it real?

What kind of place is this?!

At that moment, Murphy turned his head and saw Jun Himeya.

"Hmm?" Murphy's eyes flickered.

"Why is Ultraman here too?" Murphy instinctively showed a look of disgust. But upon closer inspection, he realized something was amiss.

With Murphy's keen eyesight, he could see right through Ultraman's true form, but when he looked at Jun Himeya, he saw nothing.

"So he was just someone who had been exposed to light!"

'Touched by the light, me?' Jun Himeya couldn't understand what Murphy was saying at all. Moreover, he felt more like someone shrouded in darkness than light.

"Hmm, look closely, the light emanating from you is indeed different from those guys in the Land of Light. Could it be that you were the human form of an Ultraman from another universe before?"

Murphy looked on with a curious expression.

After learning that he could connect to other dimensions, he had expected this day to come. He just didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Has any Ultraman separated from their human host?" Murphy began to rack his brains to remember. "Hey, what's your name?"

Jun Himeya felt that Murphy's words were becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

"I'm just an ordinary person." Jun Himeya sensed something was off about the bar and decided he didn't even want to drink anymore. "I'm leaving. Check, please!"

Murphy finally remembered, and he slapped his forehead: "Ha, I finally remember! You're Jun Himeya!"

Himeya Jun's eyes widened. How did this person know his name? Could he be a reader who had seen his reports before?

Murphy, who was initially happy to remember Jun Himeya's identity, fell silent.

"Nexus...Noah...Chao!"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: I Don't Have Their Ambitions

If it were a regular Ultraman, Murphy wouldn't have such a strong reaction.

Although he harbored resentment towards the first generation, it wasn't because he was weaker than the first generation.

On the contrary, it is precisely because Murphy's strength surpasses that of the original that he was defeated by him, which is why he has been muttering to himself for so long.

But the Himeya Jun in front of me is different.

He is actually the host of Ultraman Nexus from another universe.

Nexus is quite strong, but Murphy is no slouch either.

The problem is that Nexus's final form is called Noah, and he is one of the strongest beings in many arcane universes.

According to his memory, Noah should be in a low point right now, and it needs generations of suitable beings to pass on the light so that he can eventually be revived from Nexus into Noah.

If he were to return to his universe with Jun Himeya now, he might immediately achieve something unprecedented and unparalleled—completely annihilating a legendary Ultra Warrior and becoming a great hero of the dark faction.

Murphy sighed.

"Don't be so nervous."

Murphy reached out and pressed Jun Himeya back into his seat.

"I just know a little more than the average person. Other than that, I'm just an ordinary bar manager. You don't need to worry that I'll do anything to you." He's retired and doesn't have the ambitions of emperors and the like.

Himeya Jun glanced at Murphy's hand still resting on his shoulder. "Is there really no one who wants to harm me?"

But he didn't struggle anymore. It wasn't that he had resigned himself to fate; it was simply because his intuition told him that Murphy probably wasn't lying to him.

"Are you not human?" Jun Himeya asked Murphy.

He's a journalist, after all. It would be quite unprofessional of him not to be able to tell that Murphy's appearance wasn't a disguise at such close range.

"As you can see, I am an alien. That's my employee over there, a monster."

"No wonder it's called Monster Tavern..."

Jun Himeya muttered to himself.

"So, those bizarre accidents before were actually the work of aliens and monsters?"

Jun Himeya recalled some rumors he had overheard: strange accidents frequently occurred in or near the suburbs. Despite repeated official clarifications, many still suspected they were covering up the truth. After all, three gas explosions in a single street in a month seemed highly unusual.

"What do you know?"

Since Sera's death, Jun Himeya has become indifferent to most things, but the thought that aliens and monsters might be secretly harming people still stirs up a long-lost sense of passion.

The three Naruto members pricked up their ears and listened carefully; it was their turn to be the spectators.

"It's probably an alien beast!"

"Alien beast?"