Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

"Captain, I think... that figure... is a bit strange." Inside the cabin, a handsome man with a dark complexion said in a deep voice.

"Xincheng, don't speak, wait for orders from headquarters!"

“…Received.” Shinjo frowned, sighed softly, and looked down at Tiga, who was propping himself up, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

On the ground, Hong Kai and Wei Lai's faces were so gloomy they looked like they were about to burst with water.

“That thing… could it be…” Future stared intently at the sky.

“Kiri Elorod.” Red Kai spat out the name through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with contempt. “A rat in the gutter has finally crawled out from underground. It’s disgusting.”

"My God! How can he have so much negative energy in his body!"

An incredulous voice boomed from behind them. They turned around and saw, not far away, Masami Horii, manipulating the equipment in front of her, shouting in a shrill voice:

"The negative activity level inside that golden creature has exceeded the limit! It's not an angel at all; it's practically hiding a hell inside!"

"That thing... although it's covered in golden armor, its insides are... completely rotten!!!"

Unfortunately, no one but them could see through that golden disguise.

The Kirieloids slowly descended.

The moment it landed, its posture was as elegant as a dancer taking a bow on stage.

It didn't even look at Tiga, but instead bowed slightly to the terrified crowd, making an extremely elegant curtsy.

At that moment, it truly seemed like an "angel".

Duan Zilian felt an unprecedented anger explode in his chest, an anger that directly burned through his reason.

Looking at the hypocritical demeanor of the Kirielod, he felt nauseous.

"You killed it, you killed a child who just wanted to go home, and then packaged this bloody slaughter as a salvation bestowed upon humanity?"

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The red indicator lights emitted a dense series of beeps, almost forming a continuous line.

A feeling of weakness kept coming over her, but Duan Zilian couldn't think about that right now.

Tiga suddenly burst out of the seawater with a roar, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

At this moment, all the remaining energy in his body was frantically squeezed out and poured into his fists.

"Humph……"

With a mocking smile, the Kirieloid slowly turned to look at Tiga.

Bang! ! ! ! !

Before he could utter a single mocking word, a massive punch, carrying a devastating rage, slammed into the Kirieloid's face! Like a crimson meteor!

The once elegant and sacred Kirieloid was sent flying hundreds of meters away by this punch, its entire body tumbling into the depths of Yokohama Bay like a tattered sack, stirring up clouds of mud.

"Wow--!!!"

A gasp of surprise came from the people on the shore.

The "angel" in their eyes was attacked by the "demon".

Tiga's body was trembling violently, and he was breathing heavily, as if he wanted to inhale all the air in the world into his lungs.

He approached angrily, throwing another punch straight at the Kirielod man's head.

However, just as his fist was about to touch the Kirieloid—

"Beep—" The timer sounded its final, mournful note.

Duan Zilian felt a violent emptiness deep within her soul.

— Swish.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, the enormous red body turned into a shower of faint golden dust halfway through its punch, completely dissipating into the sea breeze of Yokohama.

On the sea, only the Kirieloid remained, slowly rising to its feet. It wiped its mouth, then raised its arms high, the flames displaying its form as both incredibly sacred and incredibly—ugly.

On the coast of Yokohama, only the ashes of the Red King remained, along with the fervent worship of countless people towards the empty sky.

In a cold, damp corner of the breakwater, a boy, soaking wet and with lifeless eyes, was digging his fingers into a stone.

Before him, the ashes of Red King were being scattered by the sea breeze, leaving not even a mournful cry.

"This is not justice..."

With a sob in his voice, he silently protested to the sea.

"..."

"Completely outclassed by their intelligence..."

Hong Kai appeared behind him at some point. He looked at the "golden figure" waving elegantly at the helicopter camera on the distant sea, his eyes chillingly cold.

"Kai-san, what do you think of that punch..." Hibino Mirai helped Duan Zilian up, her face full of worry, "Was he deliberately provoking Duan-kun?" "More or less." Hong Kai murmured, forcibly suppressing the anger surging in his heart.

"He killed the monster in his most 'holy' moment, and took a punch from Tiga in his most 'merciful' moment."

"In the eyes of the world today, Tiga is the demon who colludes with monsters and then attacks the savior in a fit of rage. Although that punch was satisfying, the price... might be worse than death."

……

Inside the minivan on the national highway back to Chiba.

A deathly silence fell over the carriage.

Future carefully bandaged Duan Zilian's arm wound, wrapping the bandages around and around, but unable to contain the chill emanating from the boy.

Duan Zilian stared intently at her phone screen, where an account named "Kiri Elorod" had just posted an update:

[Did you see that? This is the 'light' you believe in! It tried to stop the angels from punishing the monster; it even punched the angels!]

[Tiga's secret communication with the monsters has been confirmed; it is the harbinger of disaster!]

The comment section below has been completely overrun, with countless blindly loyal people turning against the cult, and some even starting to spontaneously form the "Angel Cult".

“Duan Jun…” Future looked at the boy’s trembling fingers and spoke with concern.

Duan Zilian suddenly raised her head.

Future was startled by his eyes. What kind of eyes were those? His previously listless, dead fish eyes had become incredibly violent. At this moment, he was as gloomy as a tyrannical dragon.

"Duan Jun..."

"I'm going to kill it." Duan Zilian's voice was hoarse and weak, but it carried a violent rage.

"What did you say?" Hong Kai looked over in the rearview mirror, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

“That Kirielod man… I must kill him.”

Duan Zilian clenched her left hand. The crystal on the bracelet had turned grayish due to the depletion of energy, but a towering rage burned in her heart.

Hong Kai remained silent for a long time, then a slight smile appeared on his lips: "I thought you would hide in a corner and cry because you were despised by the whole nation. It seems I underestimated you."

"There's no point in wallowing in self-pity; that's something only the dead do."

Duan Zilian looked out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, her tone as cold and hard as iron.

Chapter 35 Personal Funds

Shuchiin, Student Council Room.

The screen inside the student council room was replaying the live broadcast from Yokohama. The image froze on the moment when the golden "angel" bowed gracefully to the crowd, while in the background, the red giant was turning into a shower of gold dust, looking both disheveled and forlorn.

"The internet today is a complete cyber junkyard."

Yu Ishigami sat in front of the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard, the screen filled with vile insults and abuse directed at Ultraman Tiga.

Meanwhile, he was fiercely battling them in the chat, taking on ten or even a hundred opponents at once, opening multiple windows simultaneously, displaying his impressive prowess.

"President, look at these comments. These accounts that are stirring up trouble appeared at almost the same time. It's definitely an organized smear campaign."

His eyes, hidden beneath his long bangs, held a rare glint of anger.

Shirogane Miyuki stood by the window, his hands clenched into fists.

The words Duan Zilian had said in the coffee shop that night kept echoing in his mind: "If you wear a mask for too long, you'll forget how to breathe."

So, that giant must be wearing a heavy mask now, a mask that cuts deep into his bones, causing him unbearable pain. He protected people, but now they call him a demon…

"That giant is definitely not a demon."

Miyuki Shirogane's voice was deep and firm: "Helping the weak when disaster strikes, moving monsters into the sea to avoid destroying the city—how could someone like that be a demon? Compared to that..."

He looked at the near-perfect golden figure on the screen, his eyes filled with disgust: "When that 'angel' killed the monster, it just gave me the feeling that she was putting on a show in front of the camera. That feeling made me feel nauseous."

"I also think that Ultraman Tiga is a good person!"

Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms and said angrily, "That angel looked so fake! Like those villains who come with special effects! And when Tiga-kun protected that little brother, his actions were really gentle!"

"Secretary Fujiwara, although your logic is a bit illogical, I agree with you this time."

"That so-called angel is nothing but a complete hypocrite."

Kaguya Shinomiya sat in the main seat, her fingertips gently caressing the red teacup in her hand.

As a member of the Shinomiya family, she was used to hypocrisy.

She knew that true gods would never ask for applause from mortals after a massacre; only power-hungry parasites would.

"Still can't find the IP address of that 'Kiri Elorod' account, Ishigami?" Kaguya asked calmly.

“Their technique is very sophisticated; they’ve set up their springboards all over the world.” Yu Ishigami shook his head. “But I’ve already contacted a few acquaintances on hacker forums and we’re trying to trace them back. However, what’s more troublesome now than tracing them is public opinion; the sentiment is completely one-sided…”

"That's why we can't just sit idly by." Shirogane Miyuki turned around, his eyes sharp. "Shuchiin Student Council, can you use the public relations power of the conglomerate?"

“The Shinomiya family won’t publicly express their opinion on a giant of unknown identity,” Kaguya said softly, but then she smiled slightly. “However, I personally have enough money to buy dozens of marketing companies. Since someone wants to create a god, we’ll help him peel off that gilded facade.”

"Wow! As expected of Vice President Shinomiya!" Ishigami Yu pressed Enter with great enthusiasm. "Then I'll get to work too. I hate guys who manipulate public opinion the most."

……

As the sun set, a van bearing the coffee shop's logo slowly pulled up in the back alley, letting out a weary sigh as it turned off.

Duan Zilian pushed open the car door, and the moment her foot touched the ground, her knee involuntarily wobbled.

Hibino Mirai quickly stepped forward and took his arm, her clear eyes filled with worry: "Duan-kun... your body is very weak right now. Overdrawing your light energy is putting a huge strain on your body. You absolutely must not move around today."

"Um... thank you, Mirai-san, I understand."

Duan Zilian forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, her voice so soft it seemed it might be blown away by the wind at any moment.

The three of them walked into the coffee shop, which was decorated just as it had been the day before—peaceful and cozy.

"Then I'll go upstairs first... and take a nap."

Duan Zilian left a message, then slowly walked up to the coffee shop's attic, holding onto the stair railing.

In the future, she watched Duan Zilian leave, and only after he disappeared through the doorway of the attic did she let out a soft sigh.

He turned around and saw that Hong Kai was already sitting in his old seat, playing with the Orb Ring in his hand.

He took out the [Mogbasa] card from his pocket and examined it carefully for a long time.

Even though the monster above was sealed, it seemed to be emitting a restless blue vortex.

"Kaisan, Magbaza's card... still can't be absorbed directly?" Future asked in a low voice.

Hong Kai shook his head, tracing the edge of the ring with his fingers: "The light of origin is too severely damaged. Although we obtained the card, the energy core inside the ring is still like a rock, but..."

He paused, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"It did provide some slight feedback, allowing my physical skills to recover a little bit. Speaking of which, I remember that in the original timeline, Magbasa... was supposed to be sealed away by Mebius in the Arctic, right?" He smiled as he looked towards the future.

Future paused slightly, then gave a nostalgic smile: "Yes. That was a long time ago, so long that I had almost forgotten. I never imagined that we would meet again in this way in this universe."

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long... In addition to the Demon King Beast, there is also the Sky Scar in the sky and the Kirieloid people behind it. Who knows if there will be more trouble in the future?"

Hong Kai put away the card and looked up at the ceiling, as if his gaze could penetrate the floor and see the sleeping boy upstairs.

"That kid suffered a much greater psychological blow than a physical one today."

"In the future, do you think that child... can really hold on?"

After hearing this, Wei Lai paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "It's definitely possible."

"Oh?"

“Because he is Duan Jun,” Wei Lai replied softly. “Gentle people often possess the most resilient souls, and besides, we are here with them.”