Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

"Aizi?"

Suddenly a voice called her name.

For a moment, Ogasawara Aiko thought she had heard it wrong, or that someone else was called, but this kind of coincidence was rare, so after a slight pause, she couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the voice.

The car was mainly black with red lines running across it. A man in an orange uniform and a helmet was standing next to the car, looking at him.

It's her father.

Ogasawara Aiko was a little dazed for a moment. She didn't expect to meet this man by chance at this time. Rather than coincidence, she would rather believe that this was some kind of fate or deliberate encounter.

The door on the other side of the car also opened, and a man got out. He stood on the upper side of the car and said something to my father. My father also turned around and said something.

Ogasawara Aiko walked over timidly. Perhaps because she tried to peek into the man's territory and had some exploring thoughts about men, she felt a little uneasy for the first time, as she had almost no emotional ups and downs since becoming this man's daughter.

It's not a fear-like uneasiness, but a kind of uneasiness that makes people feel as if they don't trust and respect this man if they spy on him, and they are afraid that he will despise them.

"Dad." When she got closer, she said a little uneasily, and then bowed deeply to another member of the Tucker team whom she had never seen before.

"Hello, uncle."

She wanted to tell him who she was, but hesitated at the moment she spoke. Although she had just called him dad, was it really right to say that she was his daughter?

Of course, when I am in school or outside, if I am with this person, he will say without hesitation that I am his daughter, but there is an essential difference between what he says and what he says.

How should I introduce myself? Should I say "Daddy's daughter"? Would that be a bit strange? Is that really appropriate in front of his colleagues?

The girl was overly worried about this kind of thing.

"Ah, don't be so polite, I'm Hokuto Seiji, really...ah, your father's colleague and junior."

However, the Tucker team member named Hokuto Seiji has been waving his hands and said, Ogasawara Aiko quietly raised her body, still with a faint sense of shame in her heart.

Xia Long introduced.

"Hokuto, this is my daughter, Ogasawara Aiko. I told you about her before. This Hokuto Seiji is my colleague on the Tucker team. She is very reliable as a team member."

Then he asked;

"What's wrong? Why do you come to a place like this by yourself today?"

What he meant, of course, was why someone came alone to a place that had been destroyed by monsters.

Although in recent days, some news media and the public have gradually called the recently appeared monsters super monsters, but Ogasawara Aiko does not quite understand the difference between them. If Xia Long was not a member of the Tucker team, she would not even pay attention to it.

The girl shook her head quietly, meaning there was nothing to worry about. "I just suddenly wanted to see how my father works. Is it dangerous?"

The Beidou team member gave an inexplicable smile to this question and touched the back of his head.

My father had a blank expression on his face. Of course, he didn't mean to be cold, but rather to show his disapproval of what I said, "This job is dangerous."

My father looked at the Beidou team members helplessly. The frivolous behavior of the Beidou team members suddenly stopped, and their faces became serious. Then my father looked at me again.

"Although you may not necessarily believe me if I say it is safe, I can assure you that this job is not so easy to die. We have carried out this job so many times, and no team member has been left behind, right?"

I really wanted to say that even if that happened, it didn’t mean that no one would be left behind in the future, but that sounded too unlucky, so I could only take it back in a depressed tone.

He touched my head very gently, then took out a bottle of drink from the car and handed it to me. It was peach-flavored soda.

I know that there are always various drinks in the refrigerator at home. When I first moved in, there were also various kinds of wine. It seemed that he only needed to drink water and not eat, but the alcohol disappeared quickly afterwards.

The refrigerator is now filled with various flavors of soda, coffee, tea, and at most some cocktails with an alcohol content of no more than 5%, as well as vegetables and meat that are neatly arranged to be viewed, and he will update them regularly.

"It's very hot today, be careful not to get tanned. If you don't have much to do, you can go back and rest early."

"Ok."

I took the peach-flavored soda with both hands and agreed.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly;

"Tomorrow is my day off. If you don't mind, I'll take you out to play."

"...You don't have to force yourself for me, okay?"

"It's not forced for my daughter's sake, and I did save up some vacation time. Do you think anyone would like to work all the time?"

He touched my head again, and I lowered my head, gradually feeling a real fatherly warmth.

He and his team left quickly, as there was patrol work that had not been completed, and as he left the entrance, I took another step and looked towards the construction site again.

...Which is more important, the collapse of a person's heart or the loss of so many buildings and lives in front of us?

What is so special about me that makes him stop and treat me as his daughter so openly?

The girl looked up at the sky. It was just as he said, the sunlight was very strong. Therefore, even if she just stared at the blue sky, she would feel a stimulation that made her close her eyes. The white clouds were also very large, moving like a mirror, but because of the clouds, the blue sky seemed to be particularly clear and layered, as if it was filled with the winter sea that was faintly visible under the broken ice floes, and was shining fiercely under the sun that had risen to the sky.

The girl stretched out her hands towards the sky, spreading her five fingers to block out part of the sunlight so that she could open her eyes wide.

The girl said to herself.

"It's so beautiful. Do worlds like this exist every day?"

.........

A deep sleep has locked my soul,

I have no more human fears:

She seemed like an object, without feeling

The touch of earthly years.

She is now powerless and motionless.

She can neither hear nor see,

In the earth's daily orbit,

Working with rocks, wood and stone.

—Wordsworth.

Aiko Ogasawara's first-person perspective.

"Are you going out?"

"Well, I checked and there's a fireworks display today. Do you want to go?"

"Um......"

I put on my shoes at the entrance and waited anxiously.

I felt a little uneasy. Because of work, my father was basically not at home for a long time, and the house was always empty and quiet. This was the first time I asked him to accompany me out like this.

I did go shopping with my mother before, but... since I left, I haven't had this experience again.

Family...This world is so beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, can I really own it, like everyone owns this world?

The "god" appeared in front of me, holding a black umbrella in his hand, walked in front of me, changed into casual clothes, and said to me in a relaxed tone;

"Let's go."

As I followed my father out of the house, I couldn't help but ask myself this question from the bottom of my heart.

In this world...is there anything that can absolutely support people to survive?