Saya Shouto finally realized that the young figure in front of him was the Lord that Ultraman Shelly would praise every time he appeared.

Many people in the police department of the memory regard the silver-white giant as a god.

Ordinary people can't understand the hardships of the memory police, they are active on the front line, and they don't have an immune factor to xenobiotic beasts.

They fight against the erosion of darkness with the will of ordinary people, and they also have to see the tragedy of those who have suffered the misfortune of xenomorphs.

When a family is attacked by an alien beast, a family member is killed.

So even if the memories of the people who encountered the Xenobiotic incident are erased, will the dead come back? Apparently not.

Seeing a lot of tragedy, even if they are well-trained, the memory police are also human, and human beings have a fragile side after all, so they also crave faith.

Even though Saya Shouto excluded himself from believing in Ultraman Sherry, he was completely shaken by the lord of the angel at this moment.

Shirley looked at Ming Chuanday, the child cowering beside Yeshan Yanli.

When the doctor sensed his physical condition, he grabbed Yeshan Yanli's arm tightly.

Before he was taken care of by Yeshan Yanli, the old man who adopted him died of illness due to aging, and the doctor gave similar words.

Ming Chuantian felt that it must have been at that time, he didn't grasp it tightly enough.

You heard him, and perhaps misunderstood, he wasn't atoning for his sins.

It's just that you all need to be born again and break free from your past shells......"

Shirley makes this person who is actually also confused, find his true purpose, and the strength to live.

Yayama Yanli didn't want to steal either, he was even desperate, he didn't want to make a living from it, before he met Ming Chuan Dayi, he had the idea of ending his life many times, but since then, he has stolen for another person.

Yeshan Yanli looked up, his eyes had almost recovered, and his arms had fixed steel plates, which were tightly bandaged.

He has recently been unable to steal to raise Mingchuan, and the doctor told the brothers that his health is not optimistic.

And under the system of the memory police department, even Saya Shouto will keep him here for fifteen days at most.

Discharged from the hospital after fifteen days, with a bad arm, a steel plate, and difficulty moving, will Mingchuan be hungry during the day?

Sherry's gaze fell on Ming Chuan, who gained wisdom far beyond his current age and took out the money that the ramen stall owner had found.

He began to explain the origin of money and ramen.

Only then did Yeshan Yanli think of the man who had broken off for him, and he had misunderstood his younger brother.

The bowl of ramen that he knocked over was remembered by Yeshan Yanli again, and he failed two people with a slap, a benefactor who saved his life, and his own brother.

No, maybe it's three people, and the owner of the ramen stall, and that bowl of ramen is definitely more than that price.

"What have I done......

The rush of last night, the chaos of escaping death, the burden of illness, the pain of the coming of injury, the irritability of hunger, the complicated feelings of losing his brother and regaining, the gratitude to Ji Inaccurate, and the resentment of the bastard policeman who is reluctant to chase after him......

As a result, he didn't listen to Ming Chuan's explanation at the time, so he knocked over the bowl of ramen.

"A different person may not be better than you." Saya Shouto comforted the poor man who was still a child in her eyes.

"Go and apologize to the owner of the ramen stall, you'll see the light one day.

When that day comes, the abandoned park will be renamed the Night Mountain Welfare Center. ”

Sherry's eyes were still blank, and his words were also very indifferent.

"Where are we going if it becomes a welfare home?" Ming Chuantian didn't react, and asked a little worried about the future.

"Your brother will become the parent of the welfare home." Shirley made a promise for the future, then turned into a soft light and disappeared before the eyes of the three of them.

Parents of the Yeshan Welfare Home......

Yeshan Yanli didn't expect that he would get such a thing, his daily desires and dreams were just to let Mingchuan eat steaming and nutritious food the next day, and grow up healthy without being bullied by others.

"Whether others or you forgive yourself or not, at least God forgives you!" Saya Shouto put his hand on the head of this big boy who was strong alone without an umbrella.

Yeshan Yanli has always just stolen food, even recently, he just stole some clothes for Ming Chuan Day.

As for him, in a dress, year after year.

It was also at this moment that the steel plate on Yeshan Yanli's shoulder fell off, and the bandage fell to the ground.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I ......" has not been treated much, and all the diseases and injuries are all self-healing, Yeshan Yanli thought that the movement of covering his face with one hand to hold back the cry was too big, causing the steel plate to fall.

Shouto Saya looked at his arm: "You're recovered, you don't need this anymore." ”

Yeshan Yanli raised his arm and shook it from side to side, and he did recover.

"Creating angels, cognitive shielding, mind reading and writing, teleportation, healing injuries, insight into the future, knowing the thoughts of others......" Compared to these two brothers, Saya Shouto, a smart man, is sorting out the abilities that Shirley has shown.

What a god it really is! She sighed inwardly.

As soon as Yayama Yanli recovered, Saya Shouto went through the discharge procedures for him and drove the brothers out of the second memory police department.

At the same time, he gave 76,000 yen to Yayama Yanri, and Yayama Yanli wanted to refuse.

Saya Shouto took out an IOU, asked him to write his name, and said, "The interest is calculated according to the average interest rate of the Bank of Japan." ”

After writing his name and leaving, Saya Shouto returned to the second place, went to the smoking room, borrowed a fire from his subordinates with an IOU, and lit a cigarette to see the debt burned to ashes.

In the evening of the same day, Yayama Yanli, who finally found the ramen stall, took Mingchuan Hitoshi and knelt on the ground, asking for forgiveness from the ramen stall owner.

"I'm sorry I spilled your delicious ramen with love and great craftsmanship!"

Yeshan Yanli kowtowed fiercely, and asked Ming Chuantian to "don't learn this".

"You guy! Little bastard! Knowing that he had put his heart and soul into the hope that it would be poured out on the street with the still delicious ramen that it was taken out, the ramen stall owner became extremely furious.

He yelled, "As compensation! Give me a part-time job, bastard! The salary is only 1,500 yen a day, and there are only three meals of ramen every day!

Also, you have to learn how to make ramen! Otherwise, it will be too cheap for you to only wash dishes and push the noodle cart!

1,000 yen is yours, 500 yen is your brother's, do you have an opinion? ”

Yeshan Yanli was stunned for a while, how could this compensation become more and more wrong the more he listened?

Ming Chuantian didn't understand, he really thought it was compensation, and nodded again and again.

"If you don't have an opinion, just get me out and take a shower, buy clothes, do you have any money?" The ramen stall owner grabbed a handful of yen.

"Yes, yes!" Yeshan Yanli was beaten by a set of tricks, and the key was that his assistance became the ramen stall owner.

"That's not going to get out of here!" The ramen stall owner collects his money.

The two brothers went straight to the shop selling clothes, and took clean clothes to the bathhouse.

Late at night, Ji Buzhuan, who had finally recovered, found the light of the noodle stall.

"A bowl of tonkotsu ramen, more bean sprouts."

Ji was just about to sit down.

"Welcome!" Two voices, one large and one small, sounded along with a bow.

Ji saw that the two brothers Yeshan Yanli and Mingchuan Dayi, who were wearing ramen stall aprons, were standing around the ramen stall owner.