My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"I know!" The little boy seemed very happy with the question he asked, and his expression showed joy, "This is Ultraman Taro's name in the world!"

"Do you like Ultraman?" Gong Ming asked with a chuckle: "The invincible giant, the partner of justice, do you like it?"

"I like it!" The child replied happily at first, but his expression became depressed in a blink of an eye.She lowered her head and said softly, "But, mother said that those are all fake, they are all deceiving children."

"Onisan," said the child, looking up suddenly.Looking at Gong Ming with eyes full of expectation: "Tell me, do Ultraman exist in this world?"

He seemed to really want to get an affirmative answer from Gong Ming, and stared at Gong Ming with shining eyes like stars that were about to burst out, asking questions one after another.

"Do invincible giants really exist? Do partners of justice really exist?"

"……Um."

Gong Ming looked at the child in front of him, snorted softly, hesitated for a while, then suddenly laughed, and said while stroking his head.

"Would you like me to answer Existence?"

The child held his head high and nodded vigorously.

"I really wish I could tell you, does the giant of light from the m78 nebula really exist? I really wish I could tell you, are the partners of justice really active in this world?"

The man asked softly, with a calm expression, maintaining a squatting posture, and looking at the child in front of him.

Only then did the child realize that the man had a pair of weird golden pupils, but inexplicably, the vertical pupils that were supposed to look cold seemed extraordinarily gentle at this moment, and the snake eyes that were supposed to be scary now had the power to comfort people's hearts.

"Ah."

In Gong Ming's sight, the child nodded slightly.

"But I'm sorry." But Gong Ming shook his head in front of him. "What I have to tell you is that the justice envoy of nebula m78 really does not exist, and the giant of light is just a story made up by the author."

"But!" He suddenly raised his voice amid the child's disappointed eyes.

"Even if the legend of the heroes is false, isn't the belief that the heroes want to convey actually displayed in front of you?! Even if the story doesn't really exist, will the author's intention be rejected because of this?! "

"Does the messenger of justice have to be powerful? Kotaro-kun!" He put his hands on the boy's shoulders and asked loudly:

"Aren't you qualified to guard the justice in your heart without extraordinary power? Is it difficult to say that justice is not a kind of belief and will but a synonym for some kind of power?!" He shook the boy's shoulder.

"It takes so many extraordinary abilities to protect justice! Kotaro! Are you struggling to protect justice for the sake of having power?"

"But mother said..." The little boy seemed a little frightened by his expression, and muttered in a low voice. "Those things are lying to children..."

"Mom... Tell me..." Gong Ming seemed to be taken aback by this answer, and after a short silence, he repeated the boy's words in a low voice.

"how to say."

This time, he was no longer as excited as before, but slowed down his tone as if he was considering his words, "Have you ever thought about it. Why did your mother give you the name Kotaro?"

"I don't know..." The child blinked and shook his head.

"If I remember correctly, Ultraman Taro was broadcast in [-]. According to the calculation of time, the time after that time should be exactly the childhood of your mother's generation. Also That is to say, this special film accompanied your mother's childhood."

He said softly, in a calm tone.

"To be honest, your name seems a little strange to me. It's like I, as a Chinese, would not name my own child Guan Yu and Zhao Zilong. Your mother gave it to you. It is very unreasonable for you to take such a name."

He looked into the child's eyes seriously, and looked at him equally.

"I can only say that guessing from my point of view, perhaps when naming you, your mother really hoped that such a hero would appear in her life..."

"Hmm..." The child hesitated a few times when he heard this, as if he remembered something, he lowered his head and whispered. "My father died before I was born, he was a firefighter, and that time it was a fire..."

"Is that so..." Gong Ming was silent for a while, then raised his hand to stroke his head. "If you lost your father, your life should be very hard."

"It's not hard, because my mother is here, so it's not hard." The little boy shook his head and replied.

"Is that so?" Gong Ming thought for a while and asked softly. "Was there any resentment? Did you blame the fire for losing your father?"

"Don't be resentful, because Mom has said... Dad is a hero..."

"That's it..." Gong Ming pursed his lips, and put his hands on the boy's shoulders gently exerting force, as if he wanted to transfer his own strength to the boy's body along with his body temperature.

"Listen, Kotaro, what I'm going to say may be difficult to understand, maybe you can't understand. But even if I'm just a passer-by passing by, I'm just a stranger who just met by chance. I don't need you to understand these words , I just hope you can remember it, just remember it carefully, and just memorize it rigidly. You may question these words at a certain stage in your life in the future, or you may find it ridiculous at a certain point in your life, but in the end , you will eventually understand what I say."

"Well, Onisan tell me, I'm listening." The little boy looked at Gong Ming and nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Gong Ming laughed, his face was full of gentleness and ease.

"One, justice is a luxury, an expensive cause with no visible rewards, and you can even hear that many people give their lives for this cause, but you don't hear what people get out of this kind of cause. But human beings' demand for justice is not dispensable, but to live on. Civilization can only develop on the basis of justice, and society can only progress on the basis of justice. In this world, there must be someone to maintain Justice, and paying the price of blood for justice, human beings can survive and civilization can continue.”

"Second, there are many people in this world who don't believe in justice and hope. They don't dare to directly deny justice, but they will sneer at those who uphold justice. They laugh at persistence and ideals, and they long to see those who uphold justice When they are in trouble, they love to see them struggling. Then say "Look! How wise I am! That's what idiots do!" But so, what justice, what hope, all are false! See if you don’t give up too!] It seems that they can show their wisdom, stand on the sidelines, and stand aloof.”

"However, you have to remember that they are just young and eager to express their differences. They are just blinded by some negative and false information. They may be too much, or they may be disgusting, but you have to know , A long, long time ago, when they were your age, they also believed that justice would defeat evil, and they also imagined that they could transform into giants of light to guard the world."

"Thirdly, for things like justice, if you really can't protect it, if you really can't stick to it someday in the future, try to believe in it more or less, and keep a little kindness towards it. No matter how dark the night is, the sun will rise the next morning. Your eyes can still see the sun, why can’t you see hope?”

"Kotaro-kun! Kotaro-kun!"

Suddenly, shouts came from afar, and an anxious mother rushed over from the crowd and hugged the child in her arms.

"Kotaro-kun, are you alright?"

Gong Ming, who was squatting on the ground, stopped his words and fell silent.

He still has a lot to say, and there are many things he wants to say, but this is no longer the right time to say it.

"Kutaro is ignorant, so I really trouble you." After examining her child, the young mother finally breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and saluted Gong Ming, who stood up next to her, and thanked her.