Ultraman: This Belial only wants to make money.

Chapter 38. Ultraman Kuga

"Don't look so gloomy, cheer up, come on, have a drink."

Seeing that Daigo had finished his tea in one gulp, Boss Jin nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, that's the expression. I'm the happiest I've been today."

Facing Daegu's professional smile, Jin Yi offered words of comfort.

"Don't worry too much, this is just a part-time job. Your professional affiliation is still with the Victory Team. You can participate in the regular training as usual, but you don't need to waste your time on the daily patrol missions."

Boss Kim went through the composition of the Victory Team.

"Let Ye Rui take over; playing computer games indoors all the time isn't good for your health."

Young people, don't get addicted to video games. You should go out more and get some sunshine!

"……good"

Daigo nodded reluctantly.

"Let's get down to business, Daigo. What are your thoughts on the Ultraman Tiga Foundation?"

Ultraman Tiga...The Foundation?!

The captain didn't tell me about this!

There have been some personnel changes at the base recently, but Daigo isn't a gossip. He was indeed happy to get a raise, but he was completely unaware of the invisible hand behind it all.

"In short—"

The money comes from the sheep anyway; Daigo will find out about the Tiga Foundation sooner or later, so it's better to be upfront about it.

Jin Yi simply repeated the same line he had given in the previous meeting, and then added some more.

"Thirty percent of the profits will go to disaster victims and the disabled, thirty percent to the weapons department, and the remaining thirty percent will be used for base infrastructure and staff salaries. Daigo... what do you think?"

Facing the real deal, using Ultraman Tiga's hidden assets to bribe TPC, even though Jin Yi is thick-skinned enough, he was still somewhat guilty.

"There's still one-tenth left. If you're willing, Daigo..."

"Very good."

"What?"

"Great, boss."

Daigo smiled from the bottom of his heart, a warm smile like the sun. This was the first time he had shown his true feelings since stepping into this office.

"Tiga appeared to help those in danger... but every time, despite Tiga's valiant fight, there are always people he cannot save."

No one knows better than Daigo how powerful Tiga is. His body is as large as a mountain, and his fists can shatter even steel. But there are things that Tiga cannot do.

Emerging from the light, they defeated the monster, but the victor's stage was nothing but ruins. The flowers and applause for the hero could not suppress the tears and sobs of the wounded.

Daigo knew it wasn't his fault, but if he were stronger and more careful, would he have shed fewer tears?

Heroes always attribute external disasters to their own inadequacy.

But now, Jin Yi's method has enlightened him. Where a hard fist cannot reach, something soft and invisible can be used to fill the gap. In this way, the crying will surely decrease.

He expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Jin Yi.

Daigo stood up and bowed deeply to Jin Yi.

"Thank you so much for helping those who are not touched by the light! Thank you so much!"

"As for that last ten percent, giving it to me would be a waste; only in your hands can it realize its greater value!"

Why would I have a dream where the exploited thank their unscrupulous boss?

Jin Yi rubbed his eyes to make sure he was awake, then looked at Daigo.

What the hell is this? This light is blinding!

Even though sunlight streamed in from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind them, Daigo's light seemed even brighter. Kim Yi shielded his eyes with his hand; the saintly radiance was so dazzling that the vampire couldn't open his eyes.

After barely managing to calm himself down, Jin Yi composed himself.

"Daigo, you're such a good person."

"I speak from the bottom of my heart," said Boss Kim, then pulled out the report compiled by Staff Officer Gondo from the pile of documents next to him.

"You are indeed trustworthy, so let's talk about something deeper. Here, take a look at this financial report."

Daigo took over Gondo's masterpiece and carefully looked through it. Although he was not a finance major, the long string of zeros on the paper spoke volumes.

"I suddenly regretted it."

Daigo joked, then asked seriously.

"Is there a problem, boss?"

"Indeed, the company has encountered some problems in its development, mainly in two aspects."

"Although their offer is high, this is not Tiga's true value."

"Isn't that enough?!"

Daigo couldn't believe his ears. Even the lowest-ranking company offered a price that was an astronomical figure that Daigo could never earn in his entire life.

"You underestimate Tiga's value, but that's normal. People are often blinded by their own perspective, and you'll realize that sooner or later."

"Every time you transform into Ultraman Tiga, their price will go up again. Selling it now would be too cheap for them. Let it sit for a while."

"Just leave it alone!"

Jin Yi finished asking the first question and then turned his gaze to Daigo.

"And the second question?"

Jin Yi didn't answer, but instead opened the drawer.

"This is Ultraman Tiga's red form, the Power Type."

Boss Jin took out the Ultraman Tiga plastic doll that the law enforcement team had confiscated from the market from the drawer. Without copyright, it was considered a pirated product, but the workmanship was quite good, so he grabbed it.

"This is Ultraman Tiga's purple form, the aerial form."

Then he took out another purple doll from the drawer and put it into Daigo's palm.

"Then……"

As the boss charged at him with the powerful form of Ultraman Tiga, Daigo seemed to be infected and returned to his childhood. He couldn't help but raise the purple doll in his palm, and the two dolls crossed in the air.

"Clatter!"

Its form shattered in mid-air, and its upper body plunged straight into the trash can at its feet.

Looking at the aerial form in the trash can, missing limbs after only one round of combat, Daigo's eyes twitched, as if it were his own arm that had been severed.

"Airborne type...too fragile?"

"Wrong, completely wrong!"

Boss Kim pressed the victor's powerful form onto the report and spoke earnestly.

"Don't you think your forms are too few, Daigo?"

Ultraman Tiga has three main forms: Composite, Power, and Sky. The Composite is the basic form, the Power is very powerful, and the Sky is very fragile. There are no other forms.

The Shining and Dark forms cannot be catalyzed without specific conditions; the Tornado and Blast forms are merely inferior color variations.

There are only three forms at most. How is Toei Company supposed to sell toys like that?

Even if SHF, True Bone Sculpture, soft vinyl toys, and highly posable dolls are released later, the original templates will still only be three.

When children play hero role-playing games, if there are 7 people, they will play the Calabash Brothers; if there are 4 people, they will play the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. But there are only three forms of Ultraman Tiga, so it's impossible for multiple people to play together! How is Mr. Jin supposed to sell toys?

How could Toei Company grow and become a major player if it didn't sell toys?

If he doesn't grow bigger and stronger, how can Boss Jin unlock his Shining Form?

Therefore, the only option is to target Ultraman Tiga's main body.

By switching powers and changing forms, Dark Tiga can absorb power from the outside world to obtain Tornado and Blast forms. But how can power obtained from the outside world possibly surpass the power that comes from the depths of one's heart after arduous training?

Give me at least four basic forms of the original Heisei Kuuga, which is comparable to the one in the next studio!

Even if it doesn't succeed, there's no real loss, since it's Daigo who's the one sweating!

"No one understands Tiga better than me, Daigo."

Jin Yi waved his hand, then snapped his fingers, and a burst of powerful music started playing. It sounded like a very old song, "Ymca" by the American band Village People.

As soon as the melody began, Daigo felt a sense of foreboding. Cold sweat poured down his back, and his brain raced at an unprecedented speed. If he didn't do something soon, something terrifying might happen—

"Wait, boss, I have a plan!"