81: Director of Hero Headquarters, Ittetsu Morikuni
Injured people were brought in one after another to the Ark Dominion ship that docked at Haneda Airport. No matter how sturdy the mysterious beings were, there were bound to be many injured when they were up against 10000 heroes and giant robots.
「Uii! Uiui!」
「Um…… can you please talk to me normally if you can?」
「Ui sorry, My left arm was hit, ui!」
「It seems to be broken. I’ll fix it and give you some painkillers.」
There was a woman who skillfully handled the situation while her eyes rolled around in her busyness. Her name is Kenmochi Minato, also known as Swordminas.
She is taller than an adult male and has an outstanding style that catches the attention of the injured. Her cool but sad eyes, which somehow stir up a sense of aggravation, and her awkward hands are the envy of all men.
However, after knowing her “constitution,” the only person who would touch her would be that man.
「Minato-sensei! There is another injured, please examine him, ui!」
「Seems like he fainted. Lay him down there, slowly. Don’t rock his head.」
Mysterious beings in red suits were brought in one after another. Among them, this man’s condition seemed particularly dangerous.
「Actually, a hammer smashed him right over his head, ui……」
「If that’s the case, he may have a cervical spine injury. Take off his helmet, but be careful.」
「Ui…! Hey, ge a hold on yourself, we’re safe now, ui!」
「There doesn’t seem to be any bleeding in the head… Huh!!!?」
The moment the red helmet was removed, Minato sat up in shock. He has freshly cut black hair, brown skin, and a baby face that makes you feel the friendliness of a puppy.
Minato recognized the man’s face.
「Hogyaaaaaah!! V-V-V-Victor Red!!!??」
「Minato-sensei!?」
Minato’s combat knife spills out in tatters as sweat cascades down her entire body. Although she had only seen him one-sidedly at Saitama Shin Toshin, there is no way she could have mistaken his distinctive face.
The injured man was the leader of Victory Sentai Victor Ranger, the real Victor Red, Kurenai Retto.
Minato hurriedly tied Retto up with bandages she had on hand, and dragged him out of the ship.
「Please wait ui, Minato-sensei! What are you going to do to him, ui!?」
「This……」
After putting the unconscious Retto on the edge of the ship, Minato suddenly pushed him into Tokyo Bay. Retto, who was was unconscious, drifted around in Tokyo Bay.
「Minato-sensei, could it be that he is already, ui……」
「I had no choice but to do this… Hurry up and bring the next patient.」
「So, that was the case…… Sob」
The combatants all stood on the deck and saluted the fiery man as he was swept away. Some of them threw bouquets of flowers into the sea.
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On the runway at Haneda Airport.While the surrounding areas were almost settled, the oldest hero, Aka Justice, was showing the spirit of justice by himself.
「Aka punch!!」
「Hot! How can you get burned through a suit just by rubbing against it!」
Rintaro was on the defensive despite all his bravado. Even though he was a little out of breath, Morikuni’s aka punch had tremendous power. He barely managed to dodge, over and over again..
As Rintaro had a time limit, this was a clear disadvantage for him.
「Senpai! It will be dangerous if you get hit by even one of that punch!」
「I know that just by seeing it! ……Funnuh!
Rintaro catches the approaching red fist with the “Ninja Poison Sword” in his hand. A single misstep, such as thrusting his fist into the blade of his sword, would have split the fist in two, but Morikuni did not hesitate to unleash his one and only special move.
「Aka…… Punch!!」
「Ugeeh!?」
The green sword finally broke into pieces without being able to stop the fist.
The Ninja Poison Sword has been with Rintaro through thick and thin. It is the unique weapon of Victor Green, who was called “Nympho(Ninpo?) Sword” by his friends behind his back.
The neurotoxin that was generously applied to the blade had saved Rintaro’s life on many occasions. The Ninja Poison Sword had now turned into pitiful green shards.
「Aaaaa…… My partner…… The Ninja Poison Sword is……」
「It is unbecoming of a man to rely on weapons. All you can rely on is your own body and your own fists, and that is a man’s battle.」
「Ha, fine by me, old man! Then take my fist!」
「That’s the spirit. Come on, Death Green.」
When Rintaro readied his fists, Morikuni responded by drawing both fists. However, Rintaro, who does not have the power and endurance of Kirika, would be crushed to pieces by Morikuni’s body.
「Death Green Puuuunch!!」
「Naïve! Aka punch barrage!!!」
The red fist was launched like a Gatling gun shell, and Rintaro was unprotected from the rush of the iron fist. His green body was swung left and right meeting the red fist as if it were a rag.
As soon as Morikuni stopped punching, Rintaro, who had been ripped to pieces, leaned against his thick arms like a laundry and collapsed.
「S- Senpaaaaaaaaiiiiii!!」
Kirika’s sorrowful cries no longer reached her senpai. The evil mysterious Death Green was crumpled up like a wakame seaweed in Morikuni’s arms.
「Muuh……!?」
Morikuni tried to shake off Death Green’s corpse from his arm due to the lack of response.
However.
Nnecho……
The Death Green’s “body” is entangled in Morikuni’s arms by a mysterious mucus and wouldn’t let go!
The more Morikuni struggled to untangle it, the more the green wakame became entangled in his arms.
Far behind Morikuni, a sickening sound of laughter echoed. There stood Kuriyama Rintaro, his glasses shining brightly, looking as if he were about to fall over at any moment.
「Kuh, this is a hero suit…!? A decoy…! Gunu, damn it!」
「Dahahahahahahaha! I didn’t know you liked bondage play that much! It suits you, Director Morikuni, especially when you’re being tied up.」
Morikuni tightens his arms to escape the restraints, but it is not the same as just being entangled in rope or chain.
What is taking away his freedom from his arms is the strongest armor that the R&D Department has created with the best of its technology. It is a hero suit woven from the strongest special material in history, impervious to blades and bullets.
Ittetsu Morikuni, his arms bound with steel fibers. It was the very image of the director of the Hero Headquarters, bound by the pressure of responsibility.
「I see… did you deliberately take my attack and measure its strength……」
「I think it’s about time I need reading glasses, I wonder why……」
「Senpai!! Stay strong!」
When Rintaro’s body fell down dazedly, Kirika hurriedly hugged his shoulder. The time limit as death green, 10 minutes, had long passed.
But, it was a good success at stalling for time.
『Now then, is he the only one left?』
「You owe me something, don’t you? Be prepared, old man!」
A giant pure white robot, Tagaraak, and a giant Bearion, a bear-like lion, stood side by side behind Rintaro.
「The fruit is red and ripe, but it will not be the same in the future. The wreckage is the seed from which the story of the next generation will be spun. Then I will be tested by the heavens, and the earth will be filled with fire and floods, and with the blessing of God, I will ring seven bells.」
「Zazoma-sama says, ‘I will send flowers to Morikuni-dono for his retirement battle. Also, why is the bear still alive, I thought he was dead?’」
「Bastard, do you think this is the time!!」
Zazoma, the king of the strange bugs who has turned into a giant arthropod chimera, and Mikariki, whose form has been stylishly changed by his poisonous mist, followed.
At Haneda Airport, colorful warriors and the wreckage of giant robots were lying in a heap of bodies. Some of them seemed to have jumped into the sea to attack the anchored ships, but all of them were floating on their backs.
The aquatic mysterious being, which displays unparalleled strength in underwater battles, broke out of the disastrous waters of Tokyo Bay.
「Puhaaaah! Anikii, I won!」
「That’s great Samecchi, I’ll bake pancakes for you later.」
「Yaaaay, ssu!」
The mysterious beings of the Ark Dominion were gathering in droves. With only Morikuni left at the heroes’ headquarters side, it seemed as if the battle had been decided.
「Director Morikuni, fifty years ago you would have defeated us. But now your justice is too lonely.」
Rintaro, held by Kirika on his shoulder, is breathless and triumphant.
But – the half century that the man dedicated to justice. The pride of justice had not yet been broken.
Morikuni, still bound, stomps the earth with his two feet and puts all his strength into his arms.
「What loneliness…… Don’t underestimate justice ……!」
From his sixty-eight-year-old body, a crimson aura that surpassed even the mysterious beings of the Arc Dominion erupted high into the sky like the eruption of an active volcano.
Wow, he sure is obnoxiously persistent.