After dinner, the unwilling-to-lose Ultraman Zero dragged Daigo into another round of one-on-one fighting games. Ultraman Cosmos voluntarily took on the dishes, scrubbing the pots, and taking out the trash. His housekeeping skills were MAX.
The matches between Daigo and Ultraman Zero could only be described with one word: exhausting. Ultraman Zero lost battle after battle, getting beaten so badly by Daigo that he began questioning his life as an Ultraman. Daigo kept using monsters to blow up Tiga, leaving him questioning his life as well.
After his ninety-ninth crushing defeat, Ultraman Zero put down the controller and said with a solemn expression, "I'm not the one in the wrong. It's Tiga! He's too weak and has seriously dragged down my gaming standards."
Daigo: "..."
What the hell does this have to do with Tiga? Don't you have any idea what your own skill level is? In your hands, Tiga couldn't even beat GUTS, let alone a monster!
Daigo had figured it out by now. Ultraman Zero was essentially a tsundere... a tsundere fifty meters tall and weighing over thirty thousand tons. It was terrifying.
After Ultraman Cosmos finished the chores, he happened to hear Ultraman Zero's words. He walked over and punched Ultraman Zero on the head.
"Ah, that hurts! Cosmos, what are you doing?"
"The bathwater is ready. Go wash up first. Daigo and I will play a couple rounds."
"Fine, fine, I'll listen to you. But you have to avenge Tiga!" Ultraman Zero got up and headed for the bathroom, lazily pulling off his T-shirt and tossing it onto the floor.
Only after Ultraman Cosmos picked up and folded the T-shirt did he sit beside Daigo. Apologetically, he said, "Daigo, don't take Zero's words to heart. He doesn't mean anything by them. He's just too competitive."
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