My youth story cannot be a knight war

"...Mr. Kosaka, you've changed! You're actually gloating over other people's suffering. Are you still a police officer?!"

“Mmmm~ You——”

[Listening to Zaimokuza's accusation, Kousaka Kyosuke was about to continue speaking with a smile when his words suddenly stopped.]

【“——”】

His pupils shrank sharply at that moment, and he stared intently at his own hand that was patting Zaimokuza's shoulder.

[Sasha——]

Amidst the faint, inaudible sound of rubbing, fine dust fell from the surface of his palm, like a castle built of sand being constantly blown away by the wind.

"Hmm? What's that sound?"

【Zaimokuza's ears were very close to Kousaka Kyousuke's palm, so he heard the voice coming from his ears.】

Just as he subconsciously wanted to look back, Kousaka Kyosuke in front of him withdrew his palm with a calm expression, stood up, put his palm in the pocket of his windbreaker and said.

“Okay, enough joking.”

“There are still many things I need to do. Please go back and wait for my further notice. I’m leaving now.”

["Huh? Mr. Kosaka——"]

Zaimokuza felt a little strange at Kousaka Kyosuke's sudden change of attitude, but before he could ask any more questions, the other party got on his bike, and the roar of the engine silenced everything Zaimokuza wanted to say.

"Strange, why are you so anxious all of a sudden... huh?"

Watching Kousaka Kyosuke's figure on his motorcycle quickly disappear from his sight, Zaimokuza scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

Zaimokuza felt a strange sensation as his fingers played with his hair. He froze for a moment, then raised his hand to his eyes and released it. A few grains of sand appeared in his palm.

“Is this… sand?”

The wind blew, dispersing the sand and covering up Zaimokuza's doubts.

Tokyo, Shuchiin Academy, Student Council Room.

"What on earth is that..."

"Zaimokuza Yoshiteru" was unable to see what had just happened due to the angle, but everyone outside the light curtain who was watching from a God's perspective saw it clearly, and many people's faces changed immediately.

Chika Fujiwara covered her mouth and said in disbelief, while Kaguya Shinomiya and Miyuki Shirogane had gloomy expressions but no surprise.

"As expected, the strain that the G1 system has placed on Mr. Kosaka's body is beyond our imagination."

Shirogane Miyuki said solemnly, Shinomiya Kaguya nodded in response, then sighed.

"It can be seen that this is a terrible side effect..."

"President, Kaguya-san, what do you mean? Is there something wrong with Mr. Kousaka's health?"

After hearing the conversation between the two people behind her, Fujiwara Chika quickly turned around and asked. She also had a great liking for the character "Kousaka Kyosuke" and naturally didn't want anything to happen to him.

"...First of all, the question you asked is very problematic, Chika-san."

The corners of Shinomiya Kaguya's mouth twitched, and she glanced at the confused Fujiwara Chika with a displeased look and said.

"Although I've known for a long time that Fujiwara-san is an idiot, please don't act silly during such a serious moment. It will ruin the atmosphere."

"You're going too far! Kaguya-san! President, wuwuwu~"

"Be good, be good."

Looking at Shirogane Miyuki touching the hair of the tearful Fujiwara Chika with a helpless expression to comfort her, Shinomiya Kaguya took a deep breath and the five fingers of both hands twitched a few times unconsciously, as if she was holding a non-existent bow and arrow.

Sooner or later, I will definitely take this woman to the ranch to milk the cows - she said silently in her heart.

"Anyway...Fujiwara-san, you shouldn't be asking 'What's wrong with Kousaka-san's body?' You should be asking 'What else is wrong with Kousaka-san's body?'"

"Ugh?"

Shinomiya Kaguya sighed helplessly, "Mine is the body of the future Kousaka-san..."

"We've reached our limit."

[An abandoned factory in Kita-ku, Tokyo.]

【 09:57 AM 】

【"hateful!"】

[A foot in a flat high heel kicked towards a factory wall with angry curses, directly breaking the entire wall into pieces.]

"That stinky bat! It ran fast, but I'll definitely kill it next time!"

[Zazaru looked at the shattered walls and ruins before him with a sinister expression. He clutched his ever-present folding fan tightly in his hand, twisting it into a twisted shape. One could imagine how furious he felt.]

It should be angry. The thought of being ruthlessly tricked by a low-level Gurongi, whom it always looked down upon, and then watching him leave, a violent murderous urge surged within Zazarus.

But compared to chasing the other party right now, his own game was obviously more important, and everything else had to take precedence. So, after venting his anger, Zazaru turned around and looked behind him with a look of surprise.

"Hey! That guy's completely breaking the rules by interfering in my game without permission, right? Don't you have any opinion on this?"

【“…Don’t worry.”】

Baruba, dressed in a white dress, stood by the factory window, blending in with the surroundings like a white lotus blooming in a muddy pond.

She gazed at the scenery outside through the window, speaking without turning her head, her voice as calm and composed as a still well.

"Just continue playing your game. As for Gooma, I'll take care of it... After all, it took something it shouldn't have."

"It's just a meaningless death struggle."

Another cold voice came from inside the factory. A man wearing a black velvet hat sat in the shadows beneath the factory beams and spoke slowly.

"Even if I use that thing, it won't change anything in reality. Daguba will eventually take care of it."

[The man raised his palm, and light from the window shone in, illuminating what he held in his hand.]

[It was a golden fragment, golden in color like gold, but its surface gave off a texture as lustrous as jade.]

[This fragment is almost identical to the mysterious fragment used by Gooma.]

"Look at the stupid thing that guy did. Did he really think he could survive with that thing? He's just being clever."

The man frowned and put down the fragment in his hand. On the rag in front of him were more than a dozen similar fragments, all of varying sizes and shapes.

"It doesn't matter. It just delays the time a bit, but it won't affect anything."

Baruba turned his gaze away from the fragments and spoke calmly.

"Since the 'Dark Game' has reached its final stage, all disqualified contestants will be eliminated before the 'White and Dark Game' begins...with no exceptions."

"So, it's your turn."

[After he finished speaking, steady footsteps sounded from outside the factory, giving the impression of approaching a mountain.]

……

[“Hmm!”]

[Gooma leaned against the wall, covering his chest with his hands in pain.]

It slowly removed its hand, revealing a blue water totem flickering in the center of its chest. The blue light illuminated Gooma's hideous, distorted face.

“KUUGA… Ugh!!!”

[Zi——]

[Gooma suddenly raised his head and roared, golden light blooming in the depths of his eyes, and his pupils turned into a dazzling golden yellow.]

[At the same time as this strange phenomenon appeared, the mark on its chest began to dim at an extremely fast speed, disappearing completely in just ten seconds.]

[“Remember this! I’ll settle this score with you sooner or later… huh!?”]

Its ferocious expression froze for a moment, then it looked to its right with shining eyes.

【And that direction is the North District.】

"This smell is you, Baruba!"

Gooma suddenly became excited, his pupils shining brightly, like a pair of flashlights in this dark alley, yet strangely eerie.

"Finally found it! Wait, immediately, the time to kill you is getting closer."

"Daguba!"

28. Avengers (3K)

"'The White and Dark Game'?"

Hearing this word coming from Baruba's mouth, Kirikiri Kyouko lifted her smooth chin, and her bright crimson eyes flashed with thought.

She had heard this term before, in the game of Unidentified Lifeform No. 32.

At that time, after it defeated "Zaimokuza Yoshiki" with its excellent skills in the first motorcycle battle with him, it said this when it returned to the gathering place of the Gurongi.

"I will be the first player to complete the 'Game of Darkness' and enter the 'Game of White and Darkness'. After completing it again, I will be able to fight Daguba and defeat him, becoming a being that will bring about the 'Ultimate Darkness'."

Then it died at the hands of Zaimokuza Yoshiki, who had obtained a new mount.

The arrogance on No. 32's face at that time is still vivid in my mind. However, according to the time calculated in the light curtain, the grass on that guy's grave may have just grown more than ten centimeters now, if someone has built a grave for him.

But according to the nature of the Gurongi clan, the possibility is probably only one dot more than 0, not even 1.

However, the information revealed in its words at that time was keenly memorized by Kirikiri Kyoko. Her intuition told her that this should be extremely important information. If she could figure it out, she might even be able to unveil the mystery of "Kikiru" and learn the truth of it all.

Although it's inappropriate to say this, at that time, Kirisuke Kyoko actually had a glimmer of hope in her heart that No. 32 could complete his game so that she could find out what the "White and Dark Game" was all about. This had nothing to do with good or evil, it was purely her curiosity about the truth that was unique to her as a detective.

However, with the defeat of No. 32, the truth of the so-called "White and Dark Game" was buried until it was mentioned again by another Gurongi, and this time she obtained more information.

"Before the 'White and Dark Game' begins, all remaining disqualified contestants must be eliminated..."

She pondered, her cold expression slightly moved.

In a battle royale game with seasons, at what stage of the game must all other players be cleared out, leaving only the participating players?

There are only two stages, namely the semi-finals or the finals, and only in these two game stages must the number of contestants be controlled within five people.

According to Baruba, "Kousaka Kyosuke" and "Zaimokuza Yoshiki" from the human side should occupy two places, and the remaining two places belong to Gurongi.

Of these two spots, one undoubtedly goes to Number Zero, and only one spot belongs to the player who passed the "Dark Game".

Such a small number of participants undoubtedly proves one thing.

"The Grand End...is finally coming?"

She took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little dazed.

It's like a person who is addicted to watching TV series. He is deeply attracted by the plot and follows the protagonist's adventurous perspective all the way. When he is addicted to watching, he suddenly glances at the TV series list in the lower right corner and finds that there are only two episodes left before the finale. This similar melancholy feeling arises.

This is usually the emotion you feel when you are immersed in something too deeply and suddenly wake up, like waking up from a long dream.

But actually, if you think about it, this 'dream' is indeed very long. Ever since the earliest video appeared, everyone has witnessed this story from its beginning to its end, accompanying the 'protagonist' Zaimokuza Yoshiki and others in a meticulous way to spend that long year in the light curtain.

Even though there are some gaps in it because the story is divided into chapters, everyone also spent... wait?

Kirikiri Kyoko was suddenly stunned, she discovered something strange.

From the beginning until now...how much time have we spent watching the video and the light screen?

"Ok?"

Just when she subconsciously wanted to look at the watch on her wrist to confirm the time, the new scene on the light screen attracted her attention and made her stop.

[“Announcement to all channels! Announcement to all channels!”]

"Ultrasonic signal number three has appeared and is now moving towards the North District at an extremely fast speed. Police officers nearby, please immediately intercept it. Repeat, ultrasonic signal number three—"

Just as Kousaka Kyousuke handed over the No. 34 body fluid collected from the previous battle scene to the Science and Police Research Institute for analysis, and left the Metropolitan Police Department and got into his own police car to go to the Bellissimo Ricordo restaurant where Zaimokuza was staying to discuss countermeasures with him, a full-band communication from the police car's radio channel suddenly changed his expression.

"It's so quick...!"

[Kousaka Kyosuke immediately opened the drawer of the police car, revealing the black belt quietly placed inside. The dark screen reflected his anxious expression.]

【“——”】

For a moment, Kousaka Kyosuke's hand, reaching for his belt, paused in mid-air, his fingers hesitantly curling towards his palm.

But the next moment, he still grasped the G1 belt with a resolute expression, then pushed open the car door and ran towards his Mecha Charger parked not far away. As he ran, he took out his cell phone and dialed Zaimokuza's number and put it to his ear.