Summoned from another world, the hero is Ultraman Zeta.

"A fellow who revels in the fear of others, his life ends in despair and terror. What a terrible end, huh?" Belial withdrew and disappeared into nothingness. After the matter was over, there was nothing more for him to do, and he was not used to the happy family scene that followed.

The bright sunshine was felt by everyone once again. There were no howls of dimensional monsters, no smoke from burning buildings, only the same clear weather as always.

"The monster has been vanquished! The hero has truly arrived!" The first shout echoed throughout the forest, and more and more people emerged from the darkness to look at the giant of light under the bright sun.

"The legend has come true, the disaster has been eliminated, and we no longer need to hide..." The voices of the people echoed across the land once again, followed by cheers and sobs, as if people wanted to express all the suppressed words of the past few days.

"We're saved! We can go home!" The cheers weren't just verbal; the voices of the people were even louder. Some rushed back to their hometowns with their families, while others gathered in small groups to plan the reconstruction efforts.

The magicians gathered together, looking at each other without saying much, simply standing in the sunlight, breathing in the peaceful atmosphere.

The mages knew that all their previous efforts had now yielded the rewards they had hoped for, and people had hope again; but the mages also knew that this was not the time to relax, as rebuilding their homes was still a considerable task, and they, with their superior abilities compared to ordinary people, had even more responsibilities to shoulder.

"Whoosh! What a satisfying and beautiful victory! Such a wonderful start! Interview with Ultraman Zeta's first win!"

Of course, not everyone understands their responsibilities. As always, A-Jiu values ​​the present moment more and leaves the main group to find Haruki and Zeta, wanting to have a good talk with them.

"Wow, you guys were so cool just now! Experienced warriors are truly extraordinary! And what's that silver armor? Is it the legendary Hero's Armor?"

Overjoyed, A-Jiu rushed over to Haruki as soon as he turned off his transformation, grabbed her magic book, and prepared to start writing, wanting to use her little hands to memorize as much as possible.

"Hmm... how should I explain this? The form we just used is called Alpha Armor, which is simply an enhanced form that we transform into by borrowing Ultra Medals..." Haruki was quite uncomfortable being cornered by such a lively and enthusiastic fan girl.

Normally, having a fan who genuinely cheers you on is a good thing, but Haruki, who usually only talks to Zeta, doesn't know how to get along with a girl like that. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he said the wrong thing?

"Oh, Ultra Medals! So which Ultramen did you just use? Do you have any more Ultra Medals? Oh, wait, could I see the Ultra Medals? Just for a moment, please..."

A-Kyu's relentless attacks left Haruki completely helpless; he hadn't felt this much psychological pressure even when piloting the Special Air Force Mech (a special airborne mech).

"Help me, Zeta! What should I do?!" "Don't ask me. I was so cool just now. I need to maintain my cool image! I can't lose my composure at a time like this."

"Then at least give me some advice." "They came to you for help, and you have the nerve to ask them for suggestions?"

Haruki and Zeta are having a thought-to-thought dialogue, a special superpower they used when they first met to heal each other's injuries and enable communication between Ultraman and humans.

However, even with their superpowers and the advantage of having two brains, Haruki and Zeta still haven't been able to solve the current problem.

"Alright, let's not bother Mr. Haruki anymore, A-Jiu. He just finished fighting with Zeta and needs to rest and heal his injuries. We shouldn't linger in a place like this. The class president is still waiting for us." The mage in the distance walked over and stopped A-Jiu. After the situation was explained, A-Jiu realized his impulsiveness and stepped aside without saying anything more.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yaohui, Ajiu isn't very good at etiquette, but she meant no harm. Please forgive her." "No, no, it's alright. I didn't mean any harm by Ajiu. I was just inspired by her enthusiasm; I didn't encounter any trouble!"

Finally free from troublesome matters, Haruki felt a sense of relief, truly grateful to the mage for rescuing him. However, the mage was right; he and Zeta were indeed injured in the battle. The dimensional monster's flames had caught them off guard, and returning to the Mage's Guild to rest was now of paramount importance.

After the battle, Haruki followed the mage back to the guild to await the guild leader's next instructions. Meanwhile, those rescued from the disaster left their shelters and returned to their homes, carrying with them the confidence to rebuild and the story of the hero's arrival, sharing their renewed hope with even more people.

The hero has returned, and the legend has come true. People in every land eagerly await the day they can meet the hero, wondering if the legendary hero can once again save this suffering land.

The threat from another dimension is not limited to the dimensional monster Genra, and the heroes who have not yet awakened their powers are still waiting for the moment when those powers arrive.

"Welcome back, Mr. Haruki and Mr. Zeta! I heard about your victory. You are truly our saviors. Please allow me, on behalf of the Mage Guild, to express my heartfelt gratitude to you once again!" Haruki was greeted with a grand welcome by Guild Master Mu upon his return to the Mage Guild. Seeing this, Haruki was so startled that he quickly helped up the guild master, who was bent over halfway, fearing that he might do something terrible.

"No need for such a grand ceremony, class president. Zeta and I appreciate your kindness. We've been taken care of by you since we arrived, and I should thank you." "Yes, class president, Haruki and I plan to stay here longer, and we'll need your help again in the future."

The class president was already aware of Haruki and Zeta's indifferent nature, and he knew that saying anything more might cause unnecessary trouble. "This is my duty, Mr. Haruki. Of course, I will arrange for someone to take care of your schedule. But for now, please take a rest, Mr. Haruki and Mr. Zeta. I will send someone to inform you of any arrangements."

Finally able to relax alone, Haruki lay on the bed in his private room within the guild, allowing his weary body to rest. Zeta's Riser was placed on a soft pillow by Haruki, to make Zeta more comfortable as well.

"Although I'm very tired, it's also quite fulfilling. I never thought I would have the chance to become the protagonist of a legendary story in the magical world. Thinking about it this way, my life has really been amazing." Haruki lay on the bed, thinking about his days in the armory, the moment he met Zeta, and what happened afterward.

Haruki looked at Zeta beside him with a face full of emotion, reflecting on the origins of all this story.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Haruki? Is there something on the Riser?"

"Yes, there's a clump of mud stuck to it, and a few strands of hair mixed in." "What? Hurry up and get it off for me, Haruki! The thought of having something dirty on my face makes me feel awful, please help me, Haruki!" "Just kidding, Zeta, there's nothing there."

After finishing his teasing, Haruki stood up and picked up the Riser again, wiping it carefully as before. The Riser was just a temporary place for Zeta, and actions related to it wouldn't affect Zeta himself. However, keeping the Riser clean and bright would make Zeta quite happy.

"Hey, Zeta, what are your thoughts on being a hero?" Facing his new identity, Haruki wanted to appear mature and composed to the outside world, but in his heart, Haruki was still a little worried. In order to resolve his inner troubles, he wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Zeta.

"A hero? Is that the same title as 'Nisan' for our Ultra race? If so, then he is a hero. The Ultra Brothers, who have made contributions to protecting the peace of the universe and safeguarding humanity, are called 'Nisan' by us, their descendants."

Zeta thought based on his familiar knowledge. Although the Ultra race is very strong in combat, there are many things he still needs to learn from humans who are more emotional.

"If I really become a 'hero' someday, will I be able to borrow power from my juniors like 'Nisan' and the others? If I am, what will they call me?" Zeta was, as usual, immersed in his own world, easily becoming absorbed in things he cared about.

“‘Zeta-san’? No, no, I’m not that amazing. ‘Zeta-senpai’? But I’m only a little over five thousand years old, I’m still so young. I’m really not good at getting along with juniors, maybe I should ask Triga sometime?”

Seeing that he couldn't find any answers for the time being, Yaohui simply gave up on the idea for the time being and focused on the current matter to temporarily forget his troubles. "Forget it, I don't want to think about so many troublesome things. I should just get some rest now."