Due to TPC airspace control, the process of returning to the shrine was not smooth.

After returning to the shrine, Kamiya, who looked exhausted, went straight back to his room to sleep. The transformation on the Machine Island was much more exhausting than usual due to Tuju's absence.

I didn't feel much because my nerves were tight before, but now my fatigue came like a tide. The moment I touched the bed, I fell asleep directly.

outside the door

"Are you asleep?" Kirishima Haruko held the dinner plate and looked into the door.

"Already asleep." Natsumi Kamiya raised her head, still teasing the mechanical dog with her hand.

"Is outer space fun?" Kirishima put down the food he prepared and asked, "How does it feel?"

"I can't describe the feeling, it's very uncomfortable." Natsumi Kamiya said. To be honest, she was also a little sleepy.

The main reason is that the nutrients in outer space are too rich, she eats too much, the environment is not very good, and she dare not sleep, which makes her very sleepy now.

"It's very safe here, so go to sleep quickly." Kirishima Haruko found a quilt for her.

Although the conditions at the shrine are a bit more difficult, basic living facilities are still not lacking at all.

December 24th, this day is Christmas Eve

I didn't sleep well in the shrine. Kamiya dreamed many times of fighting monsters in the desert, grasslands, or city ruins. Some of them he knew, and some he didn't.

He knew very well that he had not fought here. These should all belong to Tu Zhu's memories, and the timeline should be super ancient, that is, 30 million years ago.

It seemed that the guy was in a bad state, but I didn't know how to help him.

When I woke up from the dream, it was already past ten o'clock the next morning.

Natsumi was still sleeping soundly at the door. She seemed to be very accustomed to using the human body, and she still maintained her human form even when sleeping.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Masaki said looking at Kamiya in front of him.

"Is it okay?" Kamiya asked suddenly, "By the way, have you ever communicated with Pat about his consciousness?"

"No, that guy seems to have been refusing to communicate with me." Masaki also looked a little helpless. To be honest, he was also a little envious of Kamiya. After all, he had a companion to fight alongside him during the battle.

"That's okay." Kamiya flipped through his phone, "I want to find a friend, is there anything you can do?"

"how long?"

"The sooner the better."

"What's the name and what does it look like? Can't you just use Chrysis to find it yourself?"

"I only know that the name is Kirino Makoto. As for what they look like, I don't know." Kamiya frowned, "There are so many people selected by Crisis that it is difficult for me to distinguish them."

He actually wanted to draw a picture of Kirino Makoto, but considering his own painting skills, he felt that the picture he drew might not be of an earthling.

"This is difficult to handle..."

"How about you just announce that the official seal of Sethek Company has been stolen by a man named Kirino Makoto, and then report it?" Kamiya touched his chin and said, "In that case, we should be able to issue a wanted order."

"Hey, let me ask you something, is he a friend?" There was sweat on Masaki's forehead.

"Barely so, he's the kind who will come to you in the middle of the night."

"Then you use the wanted poster to find your friends?"

"After all, this is the fastest way, isn't it?"

In order to prevent someone from going further down the wrong path, Masaki finally took on the task of looking for Kirino Makoto. He didn't want to see his wanted notice on the street one day, even if the possibility was zero.

…

Harada House

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Harada." Fudo Emi bowed and said.

"It's okay, Mrs. Fudo is too polite." Harada Hideji waved his hands quickly. He really couldn't handle this kind of request that always bowed.

Just after closing the door, a distressed expression appeared on his face. He was in big trouble!

Because Mrs. Fudo next door is going to attend TPC’s Wives Association, which is actually a small organization composed of wives of TPC company employees to keep in touch with each other. Therefore, she needs to temporarily let him take care of her two children for a day.

"Unlucky, why did I bump into you two?" Harada Hideji complained.

"Uncle Harada, who was that uncle before?" Fudo Ken asked immediately.

Although the monster that the uncle transformed into was very similar to the monster that attacked them, Fudo Ken didn't think that he was a bad guy, and the one who fought alongside Ultraman was definitely not a bad guy.

"Change your words and call me brother and I will take you to see him."

Harada Shuji also couldn't stand being annoyed by Fudo Ken. Why does this kid have such a good memory!

"But you are obviously an uncle!"

"You will never see him again in your life!" Harada Hideji was furious.

Hikoye Street

The atmosphere today is completely different. Even in the traditional classical streets, you can see Santa hats all around.

"You can have a good rest today." Boss Ayan stretched his waist.

"Yes, but boss, have you been too leisurely lately?" Sanada moved his arms and said, "The shop has been closed for three days."

"Well, the noodles pulled by Master Shadow are not very delicious. Making them into noodles will ruin the sign, so we are temporarily closed." Master Ayan said, "Just in time, let's seize the time and use these two to go out.

travel."

Ryousuke curled his lips, disdainful of revealing Lazy Dog's true identity. Due to the continuous fighting, the Eblon cells in his body seemed to have changed to a certain extent, and the changes in his body were manifested in a persistent high fever.

This high fever lasted until today. When I returned to the store, I found that the boss was ready to fish again.

"Boss, I have to go to work today." Sanada put on the ramen chef's clothes directly, "In order to avoid not being able to eat in a few days because of your laziness."

"Today is Christmas Eve, there will be no business." Ayan emphasized, "In that case..."

"The old guests who are supposed to come will still come. Traditional old people don't care about Christmas." Sanada Ryosuke said, "It's a holiday without a holiday."

"Actually, I've thought about it." When Ayan said this, he had already opened the store door.

Ryosuke cracked a few eggs, and then he grabbed the edge of the table with his hand and picked out a lot of sawdust with his ten fingers.

Those raw eggs seemed to have become the ultimate delicacy in his eyes, and he wanted to pick them up and take a bite.
Chapter completed!