Ultraman Hitner

The three of them looked up at Hiroshi Watanabe, then looked at the extremely weak Serizawa Reiyasu, and nodded.

"Let's go, tell Captain Yoshinaga that the man has been found, and have everyone prepare to respond."

After Hibino Mirai finished speaking, he stood up, lifted up the limp Serizawa Reiyasu, and put his arm on his shoulders.

The injury from last time has not healed yet, and now I am suffering a lot of torture here.

Hibino Mirai looked at Yamahara Shu.

"Member Yamahara, help me put the little guy on my back."

In fact, even if Hibino Mirai didn't say it, Yamahara Shu would do it.

He carefully put Serizawa Reiyasu's other arm on Hibino Mirai's back.

Hibino Mirai raised his hands behind his back and immediately carried Serizawa Reian on his back.

Too light.

The child's weight.

Hibino Mirai frowned, with a lingering sadness between his brows.

"Okay, the captain has made arrangements."

Behind him, Miyagawa Chu held a communication device in his hand and walked quickly towards the two of them.

"it is good."

"Come on."

Hibino Mirai and Yamahara Shu looked at each other, and then the three of them looked at Hiroshi Watanabe at the same time.

"Are you coming with us?"

"No, your goal is too big. It's not as easy as for me to move alone."

Watanabe Hiroshi shook his head and rejected Hibino Mirai's invitation.

Hear the words.

Hibino Mirai shook his head.

"Alright."

With that said, he took the lead and left.

Yamahara Shu and Miyagawa Chu nodded to Watanabe Hiroshi and followed.

"I want to leave, but it's not that easy!"

Seeing the figures of the three disappearing from sight, Hiroshi Watanabe muttered to himself in a somewhat disappointed tone.

"Father……"

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"Ok?"

"who is it?"

In the main hall, Gadjem suddenly opened his eyes.

"Is it that guy?"

Gadjem frowned.

"This traitor has finally appeared, but I hope you won't spoil my good deeds this time."

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He immediately stood up and disappeared.

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"This brat, it's been so long, why haven't you come back yet?"

In the apartment, the old man frowned, looking worried.

Looking back at the already cold food on the table, Watanabe Sawada sighed.

"Oh, this child..."

Looking up at the somewhat gray sky, Watanabe Sawada stared at it for a long time.

"Come back quickly, things are going to change."

With that said, Watanabe Sawada turned around and walked to the table, picked up a piece of food that he didn't understand with chopsticks, and walked to the kitchen.

"Let's warm it up. It won't take more than half an hour. I will always have a hot meal when I come back."

As he said that, he put the dishes back into the pot.

But for some reason, Watanabe Sawada's wrist suddenly felt a dull pain. When his hand loosened, the dish he was holding suddenly fell to the ground.

"boom!"

The sound of a plate hitting the floor was heard.

Watanabe Sawada was stunned. He looked down at the broken plate at his feet and was stunned.

He glanced at his plate and then up at the dark sky outside the kitchen window.

"I'm really old. My wrists hurt when it rains. It's no longer useful."

Watanabe Sawada shook his head and squatted down, half-kneeling on the ground with one knee.

"Look at this, it's all wasted."

He muttered, his hands shaking as he picked up the plate in front of him.

"It doesn't matter if it's broken, it's okay if it's broken."

He muttered, picking up the plate and throwing the pieces into the trash can beside him.

However, he didn't know whether to tell others or himself.