Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

By the way, who are you? Why are you in my body?

Yuesaki Lang lay on the bed without any image. First he tried his best to escape, and then experienced a violent beating. He only found it difficult to move a finger.

I am Gaiying, Ultraman Gaiying.

In the consciousness space filled with light, the tall Ultraman said this.

Because I was seriously injured in the battle twenty years ago, and you are attracting my light. We are of one mind now, and I need your strength in the future battles....

Koshizakiro was stunned for a moment and then shook his head vigorously and said: Hey, fighting or something, that's not what I should do. Why don't you go find the Winter Team, they are the best at fighting monsters.

Maki Shuo was also stunned: Team Winter?

Ever since he dealt with Ketruf nearly 20 years ago, he himself also fell into a deep sleep. It can be said that he knows nothing about the current situation of the world.

Since you landed on Earth with that ugly monster twenty years ago, both ancient monsters and alien invaders have begun to appear on Earth. Team Winter and Team Storm are EPU's disaster response teams facing threats. .”

Koshizaki explained casually and became indignant again. If the battle between Gaiying and Ketruf hadn't alarmed those monsters and aliens, maybe his father wouldn't be so busy.

Maki Shuo fell silent. This world did not match any of the special photography works he had seen. It was most likely an unknown universe that had not been shown.

He suddenly recalled the time and space of the red ball, and he didn't know what to think. He thought to himself: Is this the upcoming Ultraman Geying that Xiao Mian mentioned?

When Koshizaki saw the shadow in his consciousness space, he stopped talking. He seemed to be bored and focused on reality again.

The aching and tired feeling all over his body overwhelmed his consciousness for a moment. He tried to move his body and then fell asleep.

And just in the pocket of his coat, the energy core of the Spark Prism shone faintly, slowly recovering its energy.

No matter how much Rō Koshizaki resists fighting, Shuki Maki can't get away from him now. He is now as weak as he has ever been, unable to even condense his human body.

I never thought that one day I would be of the same mind as a human being. Maki Shuo laughed at himself, and then his consciousness fell into silence.

In mid-air, countless invisible tiny light particles continued to gather into Yue Qilang's body. While restoring Maki Shuo's energy, Yue Qilang's physical strength was slowly replenished.

There was a slight sound of breathing, which meant that Yue Qilang had completely fallen asleep. The door suddenly opened quietly, and Koichi Koshizaki walked in with a tired look on his face. He glanced at Koshizaki Rō and sighed.

The Spark Prism, as an important research material, disappeared during Gomes' attack. Even if he was a very high-level researcher, he would inevitably be punished.

But rather than saying it was punishment, it was better to say that his superiors gave him time to rest.

He recalled the wing-shaped part of the Spark Prism and the shape of Ultraman's breastplate that appeared, then looked at his son who was involved in the battle but was safe, reached out and covered him with the quilt, turned and left the room.

On the sofa in the living room, Koshizaki Koichi fumbled and took out a cigarette from the drawer, and the dancing firelight illuminated the complexity on his face.

He had even guessed that the Spark Prism was on Koshizaki Rō's body, and that Koshizaki Rō might even be able to use it to summon Ultraman.

At least judging from today's situation, summoning Ultraman would consume a lot of physical energy. Should we retrieve it and hand it over again to study Ultraman's power, or should we let it stay in Rō Koshizaki's body?

If just anyone can summon Ultraman, why didn't there be any response when touched by so many researchers before?

One thought after another arose in his mind, fiercely competing with each other, trying to make Koshizaki Koichi's choice turn to a certain way.

But as a father, he has some hidden selfishness in his heart. If Rō Koshizaki can really summon Ultraman, is he the glimmer of hope that will end the foreign invasion?

There is no father who does not hope that his children will succeed, not to mention that he always respects the opinions of his children. Yuesaki Lang did not choose to hand over the Spark Prism, so how could he force Yuesaki Lang?

The burning warmth on his fingers woke him up from his reverie. Koshizaki Koichi coughed violently and put out the cigarette butt.

It was already evening, and except for the occasional howling wind outside the window, there was silence. He sighed and walked towards his room.

The child's decision is left to the child himself.

…

The chirping of birds woke Koshizakiro up. He raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight shining on his face through the window and got up.

There is still some dull pain all over my body, but the feeling of powerlessness has eased a lot. He picked up his phone and looked at the time, 7:27.

Wait...7:27? ? If you are late for so long, you will be scolded by the teacher.

He didn't care to think about anything anymore, he washed up randomly, then put on some clothes and ran out. Just after opening the door, Koshizaki hesitated for a moment, then took out the spark prism from the clothes he had changed and stuffed it into his inner pocket.

The sounds in the classroom reached his ears through the crack in the door. Koshizaki quietly slipped in through the back door with a grimace. Suddenly he felt like a light on his back. He subconsciously turned around and met the teacher's eyes.

His whole body suddenly froze in place, a little at a loss. Although his grades were always in the mid-range, he was never late or left early.

There's nothing worse than being caught red-handed the first time you're late, right?

Since you are late for the first time, go back to your seat.

The teacher's calm voice reached his ears, and Koshizakiro breathed a sigh of relief. He returned to his seat and opened the book, pretending to listen carefully to the lecture.

When he was stared at by the teacher just now, he even felt more terrifying than when he was beaten by the monster yesterday.

The time of a class passed quickly, and the students beside me began to chatter about things that they found interesting.

The feeling of fatigue had not completely dissipated. The groggy Koshizaki vaguely caught words such as Ultraman and Team Storm, and he covered his ears in great irritation.

Solving the monsters is a matter for the Defense Force and Ultraman. He does not have that responsibility and obligation, especially the kind of responsibility and obligation that is imposed on him.

What does it have to do with him to fight or something? He is just an ordinary person, and it is very difficult to live a good life.

With this idea in mind, Koshizakiro fell asleep on his arm amidst the noise.