Chapter 1415
Group: Oh no, my tokusatsu is here!
When Cui Ming returned to the TPC base, he was clearly in a good mood.
Although her clothes were covered in dust from the ground and her scarf was torn at one end, the smile on her lips was impossible to suppress.
Choi Myung was very happy carrying the combat device.
"Instructor, take it easy..." Daigo followed behind, watching the combat device spin in the air, his heart pounding. "It just surrendered, don't throw it around until it's dizzy."
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem."
On the other side, Dan Moroboshi sat on a bench in the corridor, his face dark.
This human form of Ultraman Seven, who is usually as calm and collected as an iceberg, was now exuding a menacing aura that said "Don't mess with me." Even the logistics girl who was delivering documents was walking close to the wall.
Cui Ming paused, raising an eyebrow: "Senior Tuan, who owes you money?"
Dan Moroboshi raised his head, the anger in his eyes almost materializing: "Pitt aliens."
"Oh, them?" Cui Ming nodded, looking nonchalant. "They've been quite annoying lately, following me around every day. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?!"
Dan Moroboshi suddenly stood up. He took a deep breath, as if trying to lower his blood pressure, but he obviously failed.
"Xiao Cui, you've forgotten, this world... has tokusatsu films!"
"Huh?" Daigo didn't react.
"A tokusatsu show featuring Ultraman Seven!" Dan Moroboshi spat out the words through gritted teeth, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. "Just yesterday, TPC's entertainment channel was showing it! Do you know which episode it was?! It was the episode with Alien Pitt! Everyone in the base was watching it! The whole base!"
The corridor became eerily quiet.
Several TPC employees who were passing by and had been peeking in their direction immediately lowered their heads, quickened their pace, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Cui Ming blinked, then suddenly realized: "Oh...you mean the episode where the Pitt aliens stole your glasses?"
"You're still bringing this up?!"
“No, I mean…” Cui Ming touched his nose, a little embarrassed, “I’ve seen that movie, it was quite realistic.”
Dan Moroboshi: "..."
Daigo frantically tried to signal to Choi Myung with his eyes, the meaning was clear: Instructor! Stop talking! If you say another word, the senior will transform!
Choi Myung shrugged, deciding not to provoke his senior any further. He knew perfectly well why Moroboshi Dan was so furious—anyone would be driven to despair seeing their own embarrassing past of being completely fooled repeatedly replayed as a weekend family entertainment program. Especially since Moroboshi Dan was the one who experienced it firsthand, the shame was amplified exponentially.
"Senior Tuan, please calm down." Cui Ming took out a protein bar from his pocket and handed it over. "The Pitt aliens are targeting me, not you. You're perfectly safe."
"I'd rather they were after me!" Dan Moroboshi grabbed a protein bar, but didn't eat it; he just held it in his hand in frustration. "At least I could shoot them! Now that they're after you, do you know what kind of methods those bastards used?!"
"A honey trap?"
"A honey trap!" Dan Moroboshi nearly crushed the protein bar. "And the lowest, most shameless, and most brazen honey trap! They don't steal! They don't kidnap! They don't cause damage! They just hang around in front of you every day! Bringing you water! Bringing you food! Pretending to fall down! Pretending to get lost! Pretending to fall in love with you at first sight!"
By the end of his speech, his voice was cracking, clearly indicating that he was recalling some extremely unpleasant memories.
Cui Ming crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his expression still calm: "I know, that's why I had An Qi and the others keep an eye on things."
“You don’t understand!” Dan Moroboshi glared at him. “Their target is DNA! Your genes! These guys… these guys…”
After muttering "these guys" for a while, he finally managed to squeeze out, "They're so bad!"
Cui Ming: "..."
Dagu: "..."
The two looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes: Has the senior member been so angry that he lost his mind?
“Senior Tuan,” Cui Ming said cautiously, “Actually, you don’t need to worry about me. If they dare to fight back, I’ll just shoot them. They’re not fighting back now, so I can’t do anything. I can only wait it out. You…you don’t get too worked up.”
"How can I not be furious?!" Dan Moroboshi pointed to the large screen at the end of the corridor, which was playing TPC's internal news. Although it wasn't showing any tokusatsu films, a silhouette of a Pitt alien flashed in the background. "Seeing them reminds me of my glasses! My Ultra Glasses! They stole them twice, like toys! Twice!"
The corridor fell silent once again.
Several TPC employees who had originally come to report on their work immediately turned around upon hearing the word "glasses," pretending they had never been there.
Throughout the entire TPC base, who doesn't know what Dan Moroboshi's Achilles' heel is?
Pitt aliens.
Glasses. And any statement that links the two things together.
Megumi once held a private meeting with the GUTS team on the topic of "How to maintain a high survival rate in front of Dan Moroboshi." The first rule was: Never mention the connection between "Pitt Alien" and "Glasses" in front of Dan, and especially never ask, "Why didn't you realize she was an alien back then?"
“Senior,” Cui Ming sighed, straightened up, and spoke with unusual seriousness, “Don’t worry, I will not repeat your mistakes.”
Dan Moroboshi: "...Are you trying to comfort me?"
“It’s stating the facts.” Cui Ming patted the gun at his waist. “I don’t see beautiful women, only targets and threats. To me, the Pitt aliens are no different from Aripontas—both are monsters waiting to be blown up. If they don’t bother me, I won’t bother with them; but if they dare to touch a hair on my head…”
He paused, then gave a smile that surprised even Dan Moroboshi.
"I'll show them what Storm One-style politeness is."
Dan Moroboshi stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly sat back down on the bench and let out a long breath.
"...As long as you know it."
"I've always had a good idea."
"Don't let them succeed."
"will not."
Dan Moroboshi finally put the deformed protein bar into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and mumbled, "...You have more self-control than I do."
"You were just being too concerned at the time," Cui Ming said, offering a fair assessment.
"Humph."
Daigo watched this scene from the side, barely daring to breathe. Only after Dan Moroboshi seemed to have calmed down a bit did he cautiously speak, "Um... Dan-senpai, Instructor, I'll go write my report now?"
"Go ahead," Cui Ming waved his hand.
Daigo felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and turned to run away, faster than when he was facing a monster.
Only Choi Myung and Moroboshi Dan remained in the corridor.
After finishing his protein bar, Moroboshi Dan suddenly whispered, "Cui, the Pitt aliens' target this time is your genes. They won't give up easily. They... are very persistent."
“I know.” Choi Myung sat down next to Dan Moroboshi, took out another protein bar from his pocket, and started eating it. “But they chose the wrong target. I’m not afraid of persistence, I’m afraid of their lack of persistence.”
"What do you mean?"
“The more persistent they are, the more mistakes they will make.” Cui Ming chewed on a protein bar, his eyes turning cold. “When they make mistakes, I will have a legitimate reason to uproot them. At that time, they won’t be able to keep their glasses, or even their own spaceship.”
Dan Moroboshi turned his head to look at him and suddenly smiled.
"...You're definitely much more ruthless than we were back then."
“Times have changed, senior.” Cui Ming crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball and threw it precisely into the trash can three meters away. “People nowadays don’t fall for honey traps anymore.”
"Really?" Dan Moroboshi raised an eyebrow. "Then what about your Captain Megumi Kijima...?"
“She’s different.” Cui Ming stood up and dusted off his pants. “She’s one of us, the Pittians are the enemy. I don’t have an aesthetic sense when it comes to enemies, I only care about their range.”
After he finished speaking, he nodded to Dan Moroboshi: "I'm going to take a shower first, the dust underground is choking me. If you're still angry, I suggest you go to the training room and fire a couple of shots. I've had the Pitt alien targets removed and replaced with Yapool targets."
"...Thank you for your trouble."
"polite."
Cui Ming turned and left, his scarf trailing in an arc behind him.
Dan Moroboshi sat on the bench, watching his retreating figure, then glancing at the large screen at the end of the corridor. Finally, he couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath:
“Pittians…you’ve really messed up this time.”
At the corner of the corridor, several TPC employees peeked out. After confirming that Dan Moroboshi had not erupted again, they breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged a "we've escaped a disaster" look.
Nobody dared to mention the glasses.
Absolutely not.
I would never dare to do that in my entire life. (End of Chapter)