What does it have to do with me if they hate vests?

Chapter 203 Visitors from Another World

Chishou Natsuyo felt like she was floating in an icy ocean, her consciousness being torn apart by the darkness and sinking continuously.

Suddenly, a miraculous light that could be seen even without the naked eye pierced through the darkness and stretched out in front of her, like a water-colored staircase, guiding the girl's consciousness upward, upward...

The next moment, the girl regained consciousness as if she had suddenly penetrated the water and poked her head out.

She suddenly opened her eyes, breathed in the fresh air greedily, and found that she was not on the sea or anywhere else related to water, but in a spacious and beautiful living room.

Chishou Natsuyo had only seen such a beautiful place when he followed his partner to rich people's homes to take jobs. After all, the safe zone surrounded and protected by the giant stone tablet was only so big, and the land inside could be said to be extremely valuable.

Not far in front of the girl, there stood a young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. His neatly groomed short hair revealed a sense of efficiency, and his golden pupils hinted at a noble temperament. Combined with his handsome face and unexpectedly kind expression, he gave people the illusion that he was very approachable and made people subconsciously feel good about him.

At this time, the other party was holding a card in his hand and seemed to be looking at him with interest.

"Excuse me, where is this?"

Chishou Natsuyo asked in a soft voice while keeping a vigilant look on her face.

"My home," the other person replied cheerfully, "and it may become your home, depending on the situation."

What is this? Imprisonment? A person who holds hatred for such a cursed child?

Chishou Natsuyo had heard that some plundered generations would specifically kidnap cursed children and torture them to death to vent their hatred and pressure.

This made the girl more alert, but her tone was still slow: "I am the initiator of IISO's training. Private adoption is not allowed. If you want to team up with me, please apply to IISO~"

"I see." The man on the other side nodded, then said with a hearty smile: "I have no idea what you are talking about."

Chishou Natsuyo's expression became a little dull, and she racked her brains to try to analyze some useful information from the other party's attitude.

But the other party's next sentence was beyond her expectations.

"Although I have a lot to say, I can tell you first that you are no longer in your original world."

"Well?"

Chiju Natsuyo made an unintelligible sound.

Although as a Dolphin-type Initiator, her IQ is much higher than her peers, but she is still only a 10-year-old child. When she encountered such a thing, her brain still couldn't react. In the end, she could only ask with difficulty according to her own understanding: "Isn't this Tokyo?"

“It’s Tokyo.”

"..."

The girl, feeling that she had been fooled, pursed her lips and looked at the other person expressionlessly.

However, the man seemed a little surprised: "I see, the 'other world' is not necessarily a world of swords and magic, it could also be something like a parallel world..."

"If you've had enough fun, I'll take my leave first." The girl finally decided to try to leave here first.

"Don't be so anxious. There's still plenty of time. Let's talk slowly." But the other party didn't seem to intend to let her go so easily.

"Men who cling to you are not welcome." The girl said, staring at the other person with her black and white eyes.

"Maybe you don't want to leave? Yes, that's right, like you won't leave that chair until we finish talking." The man said happily.

Chishou Natsuyo stood up neatly and walked towards the door behind the man.

But the next moment, the girl found herself sitting back in the chair without knowing when.

She stood up again in despair and ran towards the window this time - even though her factor did not have a high impact on her physical fitness, it was not difficult for the Child of the Curse to break through the window and escape.

However, before she touched the window, before she could even blink, the girl found herself sitting back in the chair for no apparent reason!

Is it a hallucinogenic neurotoxin or something like that?

The girl analyzed the current situation in her mind, and this time she chose to attack directly the man who was sitting leisurely opposite her.

But the other party seemed to have predicted her movements and dodged the girl's elbow by gently turning sideways, and Chishou Natsuyo took this opportunity to rush towards the door.

The next moment, she found herself sitting on the chair again, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"What's going on?" The girl looked at the other person blankly and temporarily gave up struggling.

"I told you not to be so anxious. Would you like a cup of hot cocoa? I see you've been sweating a lot..." The other party didn't care about her behavior, but instead said in a comforting tone: "Also, do you remember what happened before you came here?"

"Before I came, of course—"

Chishou Natsuyo subconsciously wanted to say something, but once she recalled what happened before, those memories suddenly flooded into her mind.

While chasing the strange masked man with his partner, he met another policeman. In order to stop the gastrula monster from attacking the sub-light speed rail gun, he fought to the death. In the end, the erosion rate of his body exceeded 50%, and then there was a black hole in the muzzle of the gun -

"what……"

It was not until this moment that the girl suddenly realized: "What? It turns out that I am already dead."

She looked at the man who had always been so friendly again and asked curiously, "Are you the god of death who will take me to hell?"

"Why can't it be an angel taking you to heaven?" the other party asked back curiously.

"Because I can't go to heaven anymore." Chishou Natsuyo said seriously.

"How can a child not go to heaven? Did you see 'yoooo~~~'?"

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but,” the girl said softly, “I’ve killed someone.”

The other person's smile froze on his face.

But immediately, he rubbed his face, took out a cup of hot cocoa and a piece of chocolate from somewhere and stuffed them into Chishou Natsuyo's hands: "Tell me about your past. By the way, if possible, it would be best if you could also tell me about the historical background of your world."

The girl stared at the steaming cocoa in her hand and the expensive-looking chocolate for a moment, then she said slowly in her soft and ethereal voice: "Mr. Death, it's really strange, but it doesn't matter what you want to hear. The story starts from the appearance of the gastrula ten years ago..."

Chapter 204 Are all the people there cerebral palsy?

Ten years ago, in the year 2020 in that world, monsters called gastrula suddenly appeared.

They possessed nearly supernatural regenerative abilities and various super-biological properties, and conventional weapons had little effect on them. As a result, humans suffered a disastrous defeat in the war with the gastrula creatures, and the population of seven billion was directly reduced to just over 700 million. They gathered in cities surrounded by giant stone monuments made of a mysterious metal called "varanium", and barely survived.

Bronze can weaken or even invalidate the regenerative ability of gastrula to a certain extent, so it can serve as the last barrier for human survival. Weapons and ammunition made of brazil are also one of the few means that can cause effective damage to gastrula.

Humans bitten by gastrula and injected with its body fluids will be infected with the gastrula virus and eventually mutate into gastrula.

During the upheaval ten years ago, some mothers ingested the protogastric virus during pregnancy, causing the virus to accumulate in the fetus. The resulting children had a certain degree of special powers of protogastric organisms, so they were called cursed children and were shunned and persecuted by people.

In order to effectively utilize the power of the Cursed Children, the survivors established the International Initiate Supervisory Organization (IISO) to govern and control the Cursed Children.

"I am also a Dolphin-type starter assigned by IISO. My name is Chishou Natsuyo and my IP ranking is 1584."

the girl added.

IISO uses the extraordinary power of the Child of the Curse as a vanguard to cooperate with the civilian armed "Police" to deal with some matters related to the proto-intestinal creatures.

"No, wait a moment."

Haruta Masaki made a pause gesture: "Although I don't mean to doubt you, but according to what you said, the people in your world rely on you Initiators to fight against the protozoa, which means that you are almost protecting them... And under this premise, those normal people will still discriminate against and persecute you?"

"Yes." The petite girl nodded, her yellow pigtails swaying with her movements. Combined with Chishou Natsuyo's silent loli appearance, it was simply super cute for those who liked it. "They think they are victims of the gastrula incident and call themselves the 'plundered generation'. Almost everyone has a deep hatred for the gastrula."

However, her words were not cute at all. Even though she spoke in a calm tone like a bystander, one could still hear the sadness in them: "Except for becoming an Initiate - I know you mean well and don't want to call us the Children of the Curse, but not everyone can become an Initiate - we can't find any job, and even begging is hard to make a living. We are lucky to be beaten and kicked to vent our anger. Some unlucky children may even have their eyes gouged out and be tortured to death, and the police will not care about such things. Compared to them, I am probably lucky to die on the battlefield."

"So you pointed a knife at the person who was protecting you just because you were angry," Haruta Masaki exclaimed in disbelief, "Are all the people in your world mentally retarded?"

"But it's always been like this—" the girl said in a dull tone.

"Has it always been this way?" Haruta Masaki said firmly, "If humans don't correct their mistakes and continue to live according to the way 'it has always been this way', shouldn't they still be eating raw meat and drinking blood?"

"But, but..."

"There's nothing to worry about. I don't care what your situation is in that world, but here, you just need to be an ordinary child and live an ordinary life." Haruta Masaki said seriously: "As the person who brought you to this world, I will help as your guardian."

Theoretically, single young people under the age of 40 are not allowed to adopt children of the opposite sex, but this is obviously not a problem for Haruta Masaki.

Chiju Natsuyo stared at the other person blankly, and for the first time she felt a certain throbbing in her heart - she was only ten years old after all, and even though she was born intelligent because of the dolphin gene, she had been instilled with such a distorted world view and values ​​since birth. Everything, the suffering of the cursed child seemed to have become a matter of course. Until now, when Haruta Masaki pointed it out, she finally felt an indescribable relief.

But immediately, the girl shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself up from the fantasy that was like a beautiful dream: "No, we, the children of the curse, are born with the protozoan virus in our bodies... Even if we do nothing, the erosion rate will slowly increase, and we will eventually turn into that kind of monster. This is the future that the children of the curse cannot escape, and it is our destined fate..."

"You can rest assured about this."

Haruta Masaki just took the opportunity to rub the girl's head while she was sad. Looking at her confused expression due to the surprise pat on the head, he grinned and said, "There is no such thing as 'Protozoan Virus' in this world, so from the moment you came here, you have escaped that fate."

As he spoke, he glanced at the card in his hand - the card had changed from 'Aramesia's Ceremony' to 'Chisusho Natsuyo', and in the text box below, it was clearly marked with the words 'Protozoan Virus (Invalidated)'.

"If you don't believe me, think about it carefully. From just now until now, have you felt even a little bit of discomfort from the 'erosion'?"

After hearing what Haruta Masaki said, the girl's eyes widened immediately, and her originally dull expression became even more interesting. Rather than a dolphin, it felt more like a fluffy owl.

Indeed, before his death, the degree of erosion had exceeded 50%, and he had begun to mutate into a gastrula. But now after coming to this world, he did not have any adverse reactions. Even after a slight disturbance just now, he did not have the usual feeling as if something was flowing in his bones.

Could it be that I really don't have to worry about the protozoan virus anymore, and am I really away from the fate of becoming an inhuman being?

Tears flashed in her eyes, and she said with some emotion: "Can I really... live an ordinary life like an ordinary person?"

"Oh, that won't do."

But Haruta Masaki suddenly said something that made the girl's emotion freeze.

She looked at the other person anxiously, fearing that there might be more bad news.

"An ordinary life is not enough," seeing that the girl was frightened by him, Haruta Masaki said seriously: "I will provide you with a good life and education. This money is just a loan to you. It is my initial investment in you, so you must grow up well and work hard to become a useful person to repay me, understand~"

The girl then realized that she had been fooled, but she was not angry at all. Instead, she smiled happily and said seriously in her signature lazy tone: "Yes. I will definitely work hard to repay you."

Chapter 205: Lolita Light

After she calmed down a bit, the girl looked at Haruta Masaki timidly and asked, "Um, can I get up now?"

Haruta Masaki was stunned for a moment, then he realized that she meant whether he could leave the chair, and he nodded with a helpless look.

It seems that the situation just now where she would end up sitting on the chair no matter what she did gave her some PTSD.

"You can use this house as you please. You can go outside, but until your identification comes out, it's best not to run around."

He admonished the girl: "Also, I suggest you take a shower now."

"bath?"

The girl tilted her head in confusion at first, but then she noticed that there were still blood and other stains on her body from the fierce fight, making her look a little dirty.

Strangely enough, Chishou Natsuyo remembered that his right hand was broken before he died, but now it is intact. His hand, which had some calluses due to long-term use of firearms, is still able to move freely at the wrist. Even the other wounds on his body and the scars left in past battles have disappeared.

Thinking of what the other party had said before, the girl suddenly asked in a somewhat strange tone: "Big brother, is it an angel?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary human."

Haruta Masaki, who was thinking about what kind of life story to make up for the girl, came to his senses and shook his head, wondering if the child's train of thought was a little strange.

But the girl looked at him quietly with a subtle look of disbelief.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true. Summoning people from other worlds, resurrecting the dead, and the seemingly imperative "cannot leave the chair" all make Haruta Masaki shrouded in mystery. For someone like him who claims to be an ordinary person, it is naturally not convincing.

"Don't let your imagination run wild," Haruta Masaki rubbed the girl's head. "My name is Haruta Masaki. I'm just an ordinary person with some superpowers. After you take a shower, I'll take you out for a walk. You said you're traveling through the world, but if you haven't seen the outside world with your own eyes, you must still have some doubts in your heart, right?"

Chishou Natsuyo remained expressionless throughout the massage. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Because my clothes may be stained with the blood of the proto-intestinal organisms, I'm sorry that I can't provide you with the original flavor... ah, it hurts!"

Before he could finish his words, Haruta Masaki, who was in a state of confusion, flicked his head lightly: "You are only ten years old, right? Are all children in your world so precocious?"

The girl covered her forehead with her hands, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, so much so that Haruta Masaki couldn't help but wonder if he had been too forceful just now.

She whispered, "Because everyone over there (the cursed children) knows that they won't live to adulthood, they want to grow up and mature faster than ordinary children."

Haruta Masaki was speechless and could only take the girl to the bathroom and teach her how to use the water heater.

However, that parallel world did not seem to have completely fallen into the apocalyptic wasteland state where people could only ride bicycles in the desert with Mohawks. Things like water heaters still existed, and their uses were similar to those here. Chishou Natsuyo learned how to use them in no time.

However, Chiju Natsuyo did not take a bath. She just took a shower and walked out wearing a large bath towel.

"Um..." The girl wanted to ask if there were any replacement clothes. If that didn't work, a T-shirt in the other person's size would be fine, and could be worn as a dress.

But after walking out of the bathroom, she found that the entire villa was empty and no one was there.

Has the big brother named Haruta Masaki passed away?

The girl couldn't help feeling confused and lost.

As soon as she arrived in this strange world, even though she knew it was another 'Tokyo', the girl couldn't help but feel the strangeness as if she was far away from home.

Just now I was able to rely on reason and other more important things to divert my attention, but now that I am alone facing the empty and deserted house, the feeling of loneliness and solitude becomes even more prominent.

Just when Chishou Natsuyo was feeling lost, the sound of a door opening was heard.