Chapter 179: The Second Kiri Elrod
Under the night sky, on the top of a building not far from the NHK Concert Hall, a man and a woman stand on the roof of a building, looking at Tiga and Bittermel in the distance, both dressed in the same style of medieval costumes, one of whom is the prophet Mitsuo Itabashi that TPC is trying to find.
"It seems that your plan has also failed," Itabashi Mitsuo looked at Hishumel, who exploded after being hit by Tiga's light blade, and said, "I said, don't underestimate him, no matter how down, he is also Ultraman Tiga." β
"Heh," the female Kiri Elrod sneered, "Wasn't it you who challenged him last time?" Isn't it also a loss? β
"I'm here to make sure how his strength has recovered," Mitsuo Itabashi turned around, not looking at the flames after the explosion of Bishumel, and said, "The power of the Divine Beast Mirror is so much, it has already consumed two parts, and if it is wasted, we will have to leave." β
"If you would have allocated me more strength, my plan would have been successful." The female Kiri Elrod said unconvinced: "This time they are all celebrities, they have a lot of fans, as long as they believe in the great gods, they will drive their fans to believe together, and when the time comes..."
"You're too naΓ―ve to think about it, such a big move, TPC will find out immediately, and then it will be discovered by Tiga, all the way to us, and it will be terrible then," Itabashi Mitsuo reprimanded, but his tone was still so unhurried: "Don't be in a hurry, you can't succeed in a hurry, we can't control the Great Dark One's Divine Beast Mirror yet, and now is not the time to fight him." β
"Hopefully." The female Kiri Elrod didn't want to fight with him more, after all, it was he who salvaged the Divine Beast Mirror from the Sea Dragon Palace, and it was he who distributed the power in it, otherwise it would be his turn to point fingers.
Mitsuo Itabashi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, slowly flipped through the posts on the forum, and said with a smile: "Did you see that?" Not everyone likes and worships Ultraman Tiga, some people don't like him, and the most important thing for human beings is suspicious people, just a little guidance, we can make these people use us, they can lead more people to question Ultraman Tiga, and these people are our believers. β
"I've done what you said, but there aren't many people yet..."
"I said, don't be in a hurry," Mitsuo Itabashi interrupted her strongly, "The one who is in a hurry is him, he is more worried than we are about the revival of the great dark one, after all, we can go to other places, and he will die here and continue to reincarnate, it's really pitiful." β
The 'illusions' of Tiga and Bisumel disappeared, the two Victory Feiyan also returned in the air, and the police department and the scientific research department from the TPC follow-up support rushed to the scene to conduct investigation, and the area quickly returned to calm.
"Let's go, there's no excitement here." The female Kiri Elrod walked in the south direction with a bored expression, while Mitsuo Itabashi glanced at the parking lot of the NHK concert hall in the distance, and said to himself, "I wish you could smile more, after all, there is not much time left for you." β
After saying that, the bodies of the two suddenly blurred, turning into a pale flame-like form, burning rapidly, and then disappearing.
The rooftop was silent again, and only the cold wind blew through, but it was impossible to carry what had happened here to other places.
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On the most desolate road on Hikino Street, Makoto Chiba stopped the motorcycle, and the roar of the engine alarmed the stall owner of the soba stall, and looked up at this side, originally full of smiles, seeing that it was Makoto Chiba, his face suddenly collapsed, and he said in a very helpless tone: "Why are you again?" β
Maya, who got down from the back seat, just took off her helmet when she heard the stall owner's words, and immediately felt that this stall might be really delicious, and only time-honored and well-known merchants dared to treat customers with a bad attitude unscrupulously.
"Take care of your business, two bowls of soba." Chiba Makoto didn't care about Obic's attitude at all, sat down by himself, and beckoned Maya to come and sit.
"Why don't you go home?" Obike rubbed his dough and muttered, "It's the New Year, you should eat soba noodles with your family, why do you have to come to me?" β
"Where I am, home is there, so home is here now."
Chiba Makoto's words made Obike stunned for a moment, and then he understood, and when he swallowed the rest of the words, he said, "Okay, please wait a minute, it'll be fine right away." β
Maya sat beside Makoto Chiba, turning her head to look around, this newly built road, the buildings on both sides were not finished, the scaffolding and tower cranes were like ghosts in the dark, and it was quiet all around, only the sound of fireworks and firecrackers could be heard in the distance.
In short, it is a very desolate and desolate place, absolutely inaccessible, let alone bringing girls here, even boys are reluctant to come here with people, this stall owner actually set up a stall here, or on the night of the New Year, I really can't understand this business acumen.
Unexpectedly, no one can think of it, it's like going to the desert to investigate, and then very happily saying that no one here has an umbrella, so you can sell a lot of umbrellas, and you are an absolute business ghost, because only a ghost can understand this talent.
So, Maya leaned into Chiba Makoto's ear and whispered, "Do you know him?" How do you set up a stall here? β
"Yes, because I'm the most frequent customer, and I contribute at least half of the turnover."
β... I saw it. Mayazan nodded, all the people you can find in this place are idlers, busy people who want to be paralyzed, even if they know, they don't have time to go to this place where there is no village and no store to eat a bowl of soba noodles, not to mention that this noodle stall has never heard of it, and the guests who are entertained in a day are estimated to be able to count them on two hands.
But this idea, after eating the first bite of noodles, disappeared immediately, Chiba Makoto really didn't lie to her, this soba is really delicious, as a popular singer, she has tasted many dishes made by special chefs in many high-end restaurants, and there is no bowl of soba noodles that can be compared to this bowl, it is so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues.
Maya was very unimpressive, and in an almost gobbling up posture, she finished eating a bowl of soba noodles, and there was not even any soup left, and she put down the sea bowl before lamenting: "It's over, I've eaten too much." β
Chiba Makoto smiled and said: "Give up body management now, anyway, you are not fat, don't lose weight if you are so thin, give the fat people a way to live." β
Maya puffed out her face and said, "It's all your fault, why did you bring me to such a delicious place, I can't stop at all." β
"Would you like another bowl then?"
"No... Half a bowl, half a bowl! β