Ultraman is not a superman

Chapter 20 People can't, at least they shouldn't.

"Xia Yansang, it's already so late, why not sleep at our house tonight."

A woman with her hair tied up at the door of Suzuki's house sent Natsuhiko out and continued:
"I've tidied up the room before, it won't be a problem."

This is Mrs. Suzuki, Suzuki's wife. She is dressed in Yamato Nadeshiko's home style. Although she has given birth to a child, her figure is only a little plump and not too fat.

To roughly describe it, thin branches bear fruit, and the whole body is filled with the aura of a mature woman.

The two walked to the street. While Xia Yan opened the door of the patrol car, he said with a refusal smile on his face: "Madam, please go back first, Suzuki still needs to be taken care of."

"Xia Yansang, be careful on the road." Seeing that Xia Yan had already made up his mind to get in the car, Mrs. Suzuki had no choice but to warn him.

After watching the patrol car go away, he turned around and closed the door and returned home.

Xia Yan drove to the Chengnan Gymnasium, and the cold wind poured into the car window to clear his head.

This family was so enthusiastic that Suzuki had to drag him to have a few drinks.

Unable to resist, Xia Yan drank a few bottles. However, this was a challenge for Suzuki. He thought that the juniors were so interesting, so naturally he couldn't lag behind as a senior.

But after two bottles of wine, Suzuki got drunk immediately, dragging Xia Yan to drink one glass after another.

The final result can be imagined. As Ultraman, Natsuhiko was just a little tipsy, while Suzuki fell asleep on the table.

Mrs. Suzuki was always by her side.

When the husband was drunk, the colleague he brought home was still drunk, and the daughter, a high school student, was still sleeping peacefully in the room.
This scene is like the beginning of a certain movie.

As soon as Xia Yan recalled it, his mind, which had received the information age, could not help but emerge some rubbish.

The building sign of the Seongnan Gymnasium brought him back to his senses, and he had to remind Suzuki when he turned around.

It's easy to get into trouble if you don't guard against strangers like this. Like what happened tonight, if you are a bad person
People can't, at least not Ultraman.

Suzuki is out there protecting the earth from cosmic aliens. His wife is a teacher, and I heard he likes children very much.

There are many more families like this, and the people on Team Mack didn’t just come out of nowhere.

Maybe their record against the cosmonauts seems to be very inferior compared to other special forces teams.

But as a man on the front line, he risked his life and used his human body to fight against the evil aliens from space.

They may die at any time, and even if the outcome of the battle is unsatisfactory, they should not be despised and laughed at.

Xia Yan thought this way and put aside his previous thoughts of looking down on the Mike team.

They are all teams that protect the earth. Even Team Mike will sacrifice more people and should not be treated differently.

After parking the car and knocking on the door, Director Omura opened the door and welcomed Xia Yan in.

Fengyuan has been called away by Zhu Xingtuan, but he is not worried about the two of them meeting because of this.

"Xia Yansang, do you really not consider coming to our gymnasium to teach children in your spare time?"

While leading the way, Omura Shoji sent another invitation to Natsuhiko behind him:
"The students heard that you are Fengyuan's friend and a member of the Mike team, and they all admire you."

"Remember those two children, Xiaotong and Xiaoxiang? They two brothers and sisters came over today and asked me where you were."

"But considering that you and Fengyuan are training, I didn't tell them."

Hearing what Omura Shoji said, Natsuhiko immediately thought of that kid Umeda.

After thinking about it with a knowing smile on his face, he said to Omura Masashi: "I don't have the idea of ​​becoming a coach yet, but when I have time, I can take the time to instruct the students on some professional fitness exercises."

"Oh? You can still keep fit!?" Omura Masashi turned around happily after hearing this and patted his beer belly: "Look at how long it will take to reduce my belly."

Xia Yan glanced at Omura Shoji's belly, which looked like a ten-month pregnancy, and said euphemistically: "If you eat well and use professional movements to supplement it with exercise, it will only take half a year to achieve results."

When he was watching videos, Xia Yan practiced for a while on a whim. Although he completely slacked off later, it was still no problem to guide others.

After all, there are a lot of fitness videos in his favorites, and he can check the information and copy the answers at any time.

Just looking at Omura Shoji's fat face, Xia Yan asked with some doubt: "But Omura, can you do it?"

It doesn't matter if your belly is bigger. What you are most afraid of is that your face is full of fat.

When Shoji Omura heard what Natsuhiko said, he thought how could a man say no, so he patted his belly with pride:

"Don't look at me like this now. I was also a karate champion back then, with eight-pack abs."

"Then why is it gone now?" Xia Yan joked with him with a smile.

Hearing this, Omura Masashi choked on his words, and couldn't help but muttered a strong defense: "I'm just middle-aged, and I've become one again."

Natsuhiko and Omura Masashi are joking here, and at the same time, outside the solar system, the first generation who came to Earth to find out the truth is about to arrive on Earth.

When the blue planet appeared in the first-generation Ultra Sense, he couldn't help but speed up a bit.

When the energy of the whole body was gathered and about to enter the earth, the first generation suddenly sensed the aura of Seven in the space station.

Anger suddenly rose from his heart, and he returned to Ultraman state with a flash, and an Ultraman signature was issued.

"Severn!Get the hell out of here! 』

In Team Mike's headquarters, Morohoshidan returned to his room with a tired look on his face after a busy day, and lay on the bed preparing to fall asleep.

An Ultra signature was inserted directly into his mind.

Zhu Xingtuan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

broken!The first generation brother is here!
Feeling weak, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and it took him a long time to calm down.

While taking the crutches beside the bed, he looked solemnly, raised his hand and punched himself hard in the chest.

Zhu Hoshidan's face suddenly turned paler, thinking that he looked so weak now, so the first generation brother wouldn't do anything when they met, right?

Thinking about it and feeling a little worried, I found red ink from the drawer, opened it, rolled up the lame man's pants to his knees, and then poured ink to dye the bandaged gauze red.

After doing all this, the star clusters sensed the location of the first generation, and immediately issued an Ultra signature.

"First-generation Nissan, I am injured and cannot transform. Please come to my room." 』

The first generation, who was holding back his breath outside the space station, received this Ultra signature, and the eyes of the light bulb were filled with anger.

Confused, he carefully sensed the auras of the star clusters, and his originally annoyed expression changed, revealing shock.

What's going on? Why is Seven so weak?

The first generation didn't have time to think too much, and quickly turned into a ray of light and quickly came to the side of the stars.

He then transformed into the old form of Hayata. Seeing the miserable appearance of the stars, he quickly stepped forward to help:
"Tuan, who hurt you like this!"

As he said this, he looked at the bent knees, and the first generation took out a wooden hammer from nowhere.

Bangdi knocked directly on the wound of Zhu Xingtuan's broken leg and looked at him with concern: "How is it? There is no reaction as expected. Then I will try harder!"

"hiss--"

All the stars suddenly took a breath of cold air.

(End of this chapter)