Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Tears of the Five Generations

When the turtle Gurangi died, Kaoru Ichijo waited for the police to arrive at the scene.

Looking at the messy scene, he instantly guessed the approximate situation, and hurriedly asked Sugita for verification:

"Did the nerve rupture bullet work?"

"Well, we can help them!"

Sugida's eyes were filled with tears, and until now, he was like a dream.

So far, they've had lost too many of their companions since the moment One appeared, and in fact, it's only been a few months.

There is even a shortage of police officers across Tokyo

Many people even dropped out of the police academy, and the Metropolitan Police Department had to recruit police officers from the community.

Because everyone knows that the police can't stop them against unidentified lifeforms, and every time they attack, there will be a large number of deaths.

However, Sugita and the others persevered, and finally, they ushered in the dawn of victory.

"Great, great·······"

Even Sugita, who was about to be killed by an unidentified lifeform, didn't shed a single tear, but couldn't help but cry at this moment.

Kaoru Ichijo was also infected by this emotion, and he stepped forward and hugged Sugita . The two big men hugged each other tightly like this.

Not far from here, Goshiro and Nobuhiko stopped their motorcycles and took off their helmets.

Looking at this touching scene, a smile appeared on the face of the five generations:

"Great, gentlemen police can breathe a sigh of relief."

Nobuhiko also nodded in agreement:

"The nerve rupture bomb is indeed a big killer against Gulangi."

When he kept the body of No. 31 intact, he was looking forward to this day, and now, this goal has finally been achieved.

Thinking of this, Nobuhiko patted the shoulder of the fifth generation and said with relief:

"I guess it's not too far away from your adventure."

"Yes·······"

Hearing this, the five generations were not as happy as they expected, the smile on their faces gradually disappeared, and they looked at the policemen celebrating in the distance, and secretly made a decision in their hearts.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this scene, Nobuhiko asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing."

The fifth generation shook his head, and then looked at the time:

"Is Mr. Akizuki free today?"

"Huh? I'm always available. ”

"I know there's a good store, together?"

"yes, okay."

Nobuhiko didn't understand the situation of the five generations for a while, but the other party sent an invitation, and he still agreed.

In this way, the bicycle followed him to a shop that looked inconspicuous on the outside, with several eye-catching letters on the sign, forming words.

"Cafe PorePore?"

Nobuhiko read out this somewhat familiar name, looked at the five generations, and asked suspiciously:

"Would you like coffee?"

"It's not just the coffee, the curry here is good."

Goyo smiled slightly, and then led Nobuhiko into the door.

"Curry?"

Nobuhiko muttered, he already had the answer in his heart, and sure enough, the moment he pushed the door open, he saw a familiar face.

As long as anyone who has seen me in the air can't forget this rather joyful face, he has served as a comedy in many places in the play, and he is also the father of a professional household with cold jokes.

"Daddy, I've brought a friend."

The moment he saw him, a smile also appeared on the face of the five generations, it was not a smile to a friend, but a smile to a relative elder.

Hearing the words of the five generations, the father, who was busy working at the bar, also raised his head, looking at the arrival of the five generations, he was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled all over his face:

"What, isn't it a handsome guy in a coat this time?"

"Mr. Ichijo has something to do today, this is Mr. Nobuhiko Akizuki who has been taking care of me very well, Mr. Akizuki, this is the father who raised me."

"Please advise."

Nobuhiko also bowed and said hello.

After seeing Nobuhiko's outfit, Dad's eyes lit up:

"Oh, it's such a familiar dress, I wore it like this when I was young, and I was really obsessed with chasing Tetsuo Takayama at that time."

Looking at Nobuhiko dressed up in the eighties and nineties, my father thought he had met a friend.

However, his words were destined to play the harp to the cow.

"Tetsuo Takayama?"

"Huh? Don't know? That······ Yoshio Harada?"

Dad looked at Nobuhiko's puzzled look and asked a little unwillingly.

However, it's a pity that if you ask Nobuhiko to talk about the stars of domestic entertainment in the 21st century, maybe you can name a few, but Japan's ······ He only knows a few familiar names such as Tetsuo Kurata, Hiroshi Nagano, Koji Moriji, etc.

“······· Sorry, I don't watch much TV shows or anything like that. ”

Seeing that his father was a little shocked, Nobuhiko said with some embarrassment.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, do you want to try my new product?"

Dad diverted the topic, put two glasses of ice water in front of the two, and asked.

He decided to go back and practice his jokes to make them understand.

Nobuhiko nodded slightly, indeed a little hungry:

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay."

After the father finished speaking, he turned his head and went to the kitchen to get busy, while Nobuhiko and the five generations sat down and waited, looking at the busy figure of the father, Nobuhiko did not speak, waiting for the words of the five generations.

Sure enough, the five generations spoke first:

"Just now, Mr. Ichijo's expressions felt ····· It's very distressing. ”

"Huh?"

"Mr. Policeman has been working tirelessly to protect the others, but who is protecting them?"

"Five Generations ······"

"Not me."

Goyo interrupted Nobuhiko's words, and tears welled up in his eyes at this moment.

As a helper for the police, Goshiro is the one who has witnessed the police fight from beginning to end - the first time he saw Gurangi was at the Nagano Prefectural Police Headquarters, where the police car that ran into the hall out of control, and the spider Gulangi, codenamed Unidentified Lifeform No. 1, stepped down and carried out wanton slaughter in the hall.

It was at that moment that Goyo picked up the belt and transformed into an empty self for the first time.

"In the battle against No. 5, I saved Mr. Sugida, but I only saved him······"

"No one is perfect, five generations, and so are you."

"I know, so, what do I say now······ Seeing the expressions of Mr. Yi, there is a feeling that they are bitter and sweet····· That's great. ”

Under Nobuhiko's gaze, the corners of Godai's eyes also moistened.

This warrior who has been fighting Gulangi, Goyo, who did not shed a single tear even if he was burned by poison gas, couldn't help but cry after seeing that the police had the power to protect themselves.

"Whether it is the future or the present, your tears are shed for others."

Looking at the five generations who were silently crying, Nobuhiko muttered.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart, and the expressions of the previous five generations seemed to be more than just because of this.

Suddenly, the fifth generation spoke:

"Mr. Akizuki, I've decided, to do my best to end this."

"Aren't you already doing that?"

"It's just that something has figured it out."