Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

"Is it possible that Madoka-sama can believe it?"

Bright red blood slid down the wound. He pulled the dagger out of his hand without a care and put the blood-stained dagger aside.

Sakurai used his bloodless hand to hold down Kirisu Mafuyu who was rushing towards him in panic and trying to bandage him. He didn't care about his injuries at all and gestured for her to continue watching.

Then...

The scene that overturned Kirisu Madoka's past twenty years appeared before her.

It was as if time was going back, or as if a gecko with a broken tail had grown a new one.

The wound that penetrated his chest healed in just a few seconds...

Healed.

Even the dagger and the bright red blood on the table returned to Sakurai's body, as if everything was just a dream of Madoka Suzaku.

If the tear on the school uniform hadn't been there, Kirisu Madoka would have thought she was dreaming.

Lifting up the school uniform, a strong chest without any scars was clearly revealed in front of Kirisu Madoka.

"No matter how many times I repeat it, the result is the same. Even if the arm is cut off, it can still be restored. My healing ability is..."

"The most powerful proof of the existence of supernatural forces."

Sakurai put down her lifted school uniform and said these words expressionlessly.

Picking up the dagger on the table, she tentatively scratched the sharp surface with her fingernail. Kirisu Madoka looked at the nail that broke without any effort, and felt a chill passing through the handle of the dagger to her whole body. She opened her eyes wide, but her pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she always felt a chill enveloping her body.

This is a colder feeling than going out in short sleeves in the cold winter of March.

Even if Kirisu Madoka was a bit of a fool, she understood the facts when they were laid out before her...

Sakurai-san did not lie about this.

"Why..."

Kirisu Madoka frowned, realizing that what Sakurai said was not the immature nonsense of a minor, and lowered her head to prevent Sakurai from seeing her expression at the moment, and murmured softly.

"Why do I have this ability? I don't know. Sister Manfuyu knows that I have lost my memory."

"So, I don't know."

Sakurai moved his ears and heard these words clearly. He took back the dagger and silently held his hunting partner in his hand.

Most of the relics are condensed from the corresponding supernatural origins.

Like the remains of weapons.

Born with a certain degree of murderous and evil spirit.

Sakurai wasn't sure whether the supernatural relics would have any impact on ordinary people, but just in case, it would be better to prevent Sister Manfuyu from coming into contact with these things.

This is what Sakurai thought, having completely misunderstood the meaning of Kirisu Mafuyu's words.

He didn't want Mafuyu-san to get hurt anywhere.

"Maybe this is something I was born with, a unique talent."

"Being an alien is not a talent that humans have."

"After all, I have no memory of this."

"Mafuyu-san finds it weird too, doesn't she?"

"Why is my name the only one on the file that is blurred?"

"Even the word 'Sakura' needs to be compared repeatedly before it can be confirmed."

I have already emphasized this sentence and I will emphasize it again.

He hopes that Kirisu Madoka will realize that the person she has been caring about for the past month, whose name doesn't even exist in real life, is an alien.

so...

If you can't accept it, it's better to stay away from him.

Sakurai thought so as he looked at Kirisu Mafuyu with gentle eyes.

"Why, you don't care about your body at all."

"Even if it can be healed, it will still hurt."

why...

Don't take care of your body.

As a teacher, what is more unacceptable than any mindless supernatural events is Sakurai's misbehavior with his own body.

Kirisu Mafuyu, who was a little angry at Sakurai's behavior, suddenly raised her voice.

"Are you worried about me, Mafuyu-san? As expected, this is the Mafuyu-san I know."

“Although you seem to be a serious and stern teacher, you actually care about your students more than most other teachers. It’s great to be your student.”

This sentence comes from the heart. I have thought about it more than once before going to sleep.

What would have happened to him if Kirisu Madoka hadn't come to his house?

In the end, he still couldn't think of that scene.

In comparison, it won’t be very good.

The moment Sakurai thought of this, he became more grateful to Kirisu Madoka.

A heartfelt, soul-deep gratitude.

Sakurai, who was cared for by Kirisu Mafuyu, tried to smile, but it was indeed difficult.

Sakurai finally gave up and silently made a decision in his heart that he would learn to [smile] next.

But it seems like Sister Manfuyu can’t smile.

Well...

Rather than this, I have to respond to this concern first.

"Don't worry..."

"No, it won't hurt."

"Broken bones, bitten and eaten, and pierced by weapons. I have experienced all of these in my battles with the spirits over the past month."

"No matter what kind of injury I have, it doesn't hurt. I seem to be born without the ability to feel pain."

"So, it doesn't matter."

"Mafuyu-sister, do you still remember what happened three weeks ago?"

"That time, Sister Manfuyu found me, right? She found me after I fought the Hanged Man."

"This is clearly the first time he has encountered a supernatural event since he lost his memory. Apart from looking a little embarrassed, nothing happened at all, right?"

Sakurai sat on his knees without showing any unnecessary expression, with a cup of empty coffee in front of him.

He whispered this fact.

His very existence is alien.

12. Blood and Poison

Sakurai still remembers it clearly...

Everything that happened in this month.

The whole experience from the first encounter with the hanged man to the killing of the little boy just now.

Sakurai, who was sitting on his knees with his eyes drooped, narrated what had happened to him with the attitude of a bystander.

It seemed as if the person he mentioned being "killed" again and again was not himself.

fear--

It is an emotional experience in which an organism tries to get rid of or escape a certain situation but is powerless to do so.

The essential manifestation is the result of the violent contraction of the physiological tissues of the organism, the rapid increase in tissue density, and the rapid release of energy.

The stress response that humans experience after encountering incomprehensible and unacceptable situations.

This is an instinct engraved in the genes of humans in order to survive.

This is accompanied by physiological emergency responses such as changes in heart rate, increased blood pressure, sweat secretion, and involuntary tremors of limbs.

Now...

Kirisu Madoka did experience this feeling.

This is an "emotion" that Sakurai does not possess.

Looking at this student who was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, Kirisu Madoka felt a little dry in the mouth for a moment, and was completely speechless for a moment.

She suddenly realized that she had no understanding of this student whom she had been with for a month, a student who had gone from a blank slate after losing his memory to one who was now able to live a good life.

Not at all.

"Why, why are you telling me this?"

"If Sakurai-san doesn't want to, I think you can keep it a secret."

"all of these."

"I think I should have taught Sakurai-san that some things need to be kept secret."

"I am also an ordinary person. It's true that I am a few years older, but I still can't help you in the supernatural field."

Maybe it's because I'm a fool when it comes to supernatural events.

As Sakurai spoke, Kirisu Madoka calmed down.

In addition to feeling a little distressed about Sakurai's experience, she began to think about why Sakurai said this to her.

It's not that she looks down on herself, but in this regard, her experience as an elder really can't help Sakurai-san.

Sakurai-san is not the type to show off, he is actually a bit like me.