This Ultraman Has No Morals

"You should worry too much. By the way, I want to eat soba noodles. Let's go eat, manager."

Luo Luo touched his nose.

"This title is weird. It's been three years, and I'm still not used to it."

Maya took Luo Luo's arm.

"Let's go, I'll come back to practice in the evening after eating."

After dinner, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Luo Luo went to help with her tomorrow's concert, and Maya came to the center of the stage alone.

The whole stage is very simple, because after the previous rehearsal, all the stage props were taken back for inspection, except for a piano in the middle.

Because no one was there, although the venue agreed to Maya's practice, they only put a very soft light on the stage, and the audience was pitch black.

Maya sat in front of the piano and practiced the song to be sung tomorrow again. When the preparations were over, she turned her head and looked at the silent auditorium below, feeling a little touched in her heart, and then put her hands on the piano keys again.

The melodious melody came out, a miraculous reappearance of her own soft version.

"...Smile in the face of danger, dreams will not be far away..."

When she sang this line, she stopped.

"Dreams come true... It's a bit far away for me. You who can write this kind of lyrics, what is your dream?"

Just as she was about to close the piano lid, a voice came from the auditorium behind and finished what she hadn't finished singing.

"Courage up, move forward firmly, miracles will definitely appear~ You finished singing, oh, I'm so anxious, driving crazy obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

Maya didn't look back, but her body was already trembling. She had waited eight years for this voice.

Worm turned up on the stage and walked to Maya, looking at her trembling with some doubts.

"Hey, why are you shaking? Is this your disease they said? No, you shouldn't have Parkinson's at your age? Also, does your planet have Parkinson's disease?"

Maya already had tears in her eyes, but burst out laughing when she heard Worm's words.

"You still don't know how to chat."

"I think I'm pretty good at it. You just said your dream. What is your dream? Why can't it be realized."

Maya looked at Worm with her blue eyes.

"My dream is a bit difficult."

Worm stretched out his hands and said with a magic stick.

"A certain eminent monk once said, I use my hands to make your dreams come true."

Maya stared straight at Worm's face without blinking.

"You seem to be getting younger."

Worm wiped his hair angrily.

"Is it more handsome?"

"Yes."

Worm gave a thumbs up.

"You still have vision. You haven't changed at all. Lina is getting older and has crow's feet."

Maya was a little speechless.

"You didn't say that in front of Lina like that."

"Tell me, I was staying at their house on Mars yesterday."

"Hey, Lina has a really good temper. If you talk about a girl like that, she must feel uncomfortable."

"It's still a girl, the child can make soy sauce."

"how about you?"

Maya shut up, feeling as if she was being reckless.

"What about me? You must know that although I am now thirty-nine hundred years old, I am still a minor in our family. Now I can be regarded as a teenager at most. It is too early to get married and have children."

Worm was just as usual, and didn't think there was any problem.

"Then, have you had a girlfriend all these years?"

Wurm showed a wretched smile.

"Of course... there are many more."

Maya froze, feeling a chill in her heart.

"Very...a lot?"

"That's right, look, Hatsune Miku, Minami Kotori, Kiyana, Miss 2b, they are all my girlfriends!"

A row of black lines instantly appeared on Maya's face, and her worries before she fell in love were unnecessary.

"I'm not talking about these virtual characters, it's reality."

Worm spread his hands.