My youth story cannot be a knight war

[Extreme charging]

Kousaka swiped the crystal card from his belt slot without stopping. A golden electric current suddenly erupted, wrapping around his entire body. Unprecedentedly powerful energy coursed through Kousaka Kyousuke's body. The totem on his belt display transformed into a golden garbled code, which gradually formed into a completely new symbol—"∞."

The powerful energy flow turned his compound eyes golden. Kousaka, enveloped in the current, looked at Baberu and slowly crouched down. The side curve of his body was as powerful as a cheetah about to pounce on its prey.

Meanwhile, Zaimokuza also crouched down in a horse stance. A totem representing "soul" in the ancient language of Gurindo appeared on the ground around him, rapidly shrinking with Zaimokuza at its center. Zaimokuza's form also began to rapidly change. Pure vermilion flames ignited his body, and a scarf woven from the flames fluttered around his neck. Then, golden light particles converged on the scarf from all directions. After absorbing these particles, the illusory scarf gradually condensed into a solid object.

The golden scarf danced in the wind, and Zaimokuza's body was branded with flame-like golden patterns. He clenched his fists, and the golden totem converged towards his right foot. The powerful energy caused the ground beneath his feet to begin to melt, and the dirt and sand turned into flowing lava.

[Kuga·Almighty Form·Spiritual Sublimation (Flame)·Level 2]

[——Unlike the black form that appeared during the last battle against No. 30, this is a completely new form. In other words, this is the second stage of the almighty form that appears after being truly strengthened with the fifth element.]

That form wasn't normal at all, and its destructive power was incredibly terrifying. Zaimokuza couldn't control its power at all. It could be said that the fact that all of Tokyo survived, rather than just the Itabashi area being razed, was pure luck.

Although Zaimokuza hoped to increase his power, he was still too frightened by that form. In order to avoid accidentally blowing up all of Tokyo during a battle, Zaimokuza practiced many times in private, but he still couldn't control that black form.

He had no choice but to reduce and control the power of the fifth element, and the final product is the current form. This form is indeed not as powerful as the black form, but it is definitely enough to pose a fatal threat to the current enemy!

["Up! Zaimu Seat!"]

【"good!"】

Kosaka suddenly roared in anger, running forward amidst the shattering earth beneath his feet. Zaimokuza also began to run, their figures and movements nearly overlapping, even their leaps being identical.

The two men spun and flipped in the air, their feet swirling with lightning and fire kicking towards Baberu below, shouting in unison:

““Lol! ! ! ! ””

[“——Come on!!!”]

Watching the two figures descend from the sky, Baberu chose not to flee. In his current state, he couldn't escape. Furthermore, the thought of running away hadn't crossed his mind for even a moment. For Gurongi warriors, there was only a glorious death in battle! There was no humiliating survival!

It swung its raised hammers with its last remaining strength, roaring and charging forward. Its form was engulfed in the blazing flames and lightning, like a tiny moth drawn to a flame...

……

A massive flaming tornado rose from the ground outside Tokyo, swirling and soaring until it reached the heavens. Golden lightning and flames flew out of the swirling tornado, engulfing it and falling downwards like meteorites of fire falling from the sky.

The tip of the fire tornado that pierced the sky blossomed, forming a vast red curtain that covered the heavens. This scene repeatedly resembled the apocalyptic scene prophesied in the Bible. The surging crimson color obscured the heavens, and the falling meteors were the celestial fire that destroyed Sodom, incinerating all sin and filth, even the souls of sinners.

Because of this unique location, people in Tokyo and Saitama Prefecture could see the blazing tornado rising from the ground. The flames lingered deep in the eyes of all who witnessed them, lingering for a long time.

Five minutes later, the tornado of flames suddenly broke apart, transforming into a continuous curtain of snow-like golden-red light that drifted and fell. Those were materialized elemental particles.

[And at the base of the fire tornado, the wasteland was completely ablaze. The rising smoke mixed with the falling light fragments, creating a strange and harmonious beauty of extreme desolation.]

【"call……"】

A figure loomed in the thick fog. It was Zaimokuza, shrouded in a high-temperature white mist. He had now returned to his full power and slowly stood up, looking around.

[…Looks like it’s been resolved.]

The devastated scene around him left Zaimokuza speechless for a long moment before he spoke in a low voice. He turned his head and looked at Kousaka, who had his back to him.

"Mr. Kosaka, we—"

[In response to Zaimokuza's words, a black fist swung forward.]

9. Who is my voice? (6K)

A heavy black fist ripped through the air, striking Zaimokuza's chest as he turned. Dazzling sparks flew, and Zaimokuza was sent flying by the immense force of the punch. He landed, tumbling dozens of meters before coming to a stop in a prone position.

He was completely unprepared for this attack, and there was no way he could be prepared, because Zaimokuza had never subconsciously thought that he would one day be attacked by this person.

[“Gu——!?”]

Zaimokuza covered his right chest with the fist mark swirling with white steam, and looked up in disbelief at the black figure in front of him who was still swinging his fist. The other person's body was trembling slightly.

["Mr. Gao, Kosaka..."]

His whispers seemed to have triggered a switch in some terrifying machine. Kousaka Kyosuke, who had been trembling, stopped shaking, his hands hanging down at his sides, his head lowered, and he remained silent.

"What's wrong with you? Mr. Kousaka—"

Zaimokuza staggered to his feet, took a few steps, and just as he was about to approach, he suddenly stopped, a sense of extreme danger spreading from his limbs to his body. As he approached, Kosaka, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Zaimokuza.

[At this moment, the golden color that originally filled his eyes has completely dissipated, replaced by...]

[It is a rich black like splashed ink.]

Tokyo, Shuchiin Gakuen, Gakushu meeting room.

“——W-What’s going on!???”

Baiyin Yuxing immediately stood up and kicked the low table in front of him away with a big movement. The freshly brewed triple premium black tea on the table spread out on the mahogany table with an even brighter red color as the teacup was tilted, like blood spreading on the water.

But Shirogane Miyuki no longer had time to pay attention to this, and no one else would care about it either. Shinomiya Kaguya's eyes were almost frozen, and Fujiwara Chika was completely dazed.

This development completely exceeded everyone's expectations. What was even more beyond everyone's expectations was that the person who attacked "Zaimokuza Yoshiteru" would actually be "Kousaka Kyosuke".

Who was "Kousaka Kyousuke"? He was the strongest fighter on the human side besides "Zaimokuza Yoshiteru," and he was also the epitome of rationality and calmness. In a Metropolitan Police Department full of empty payrolls, he was practically the epitome of reliability, and he was also the latter's best ally.

But now, "Zaimokuza Yoshiteru" was attacked by his best comrade. That punch not only shattered his sense of security, but also stunned the brains of all the viewers outside the light screen. Some even began to wonder if they were dreaming.

Baiyin Yuxing is one of the best examples. His eyes trembled violently, and his words were no longer as calm as before, and he seemed to be stumbling:

"W-why! Why would Kousaka-san attack Zaimokuza-san? What the hell is going on?!"

"Calm down, President."

Kaguya Shinomiya, who was originally aloof, recovered after a brief moment of shock. She reached out and tugged at Shirogane Miyuki's sleeve, asking him to sit down. She turned to look at the light screen floating before her. Her pair of scarlet, pigeon-blood eyes narrowed slightly, a solemn color gathering in their depths.

"Kousaka-san wouldn't attack Zaimokuza-san...but that's generally speaking."

"Sure enough, the side effects of the G1 system have reached this level?"

【“——!!!”】

Kosaka tilted his head back, and the metal mouthpiece on his face made a shuddering tearing sound. Then, his entire mouth suddenly opened, and blood and flesh stuck between the two open mouthparts. The armor, which was originally just an exoskeleton, now showed the phenomenon that only occurs when real flesh is torn apart.

A long-suppressed roar echoed across the wasteland. The flames burning everywhere seemed to be suppressed by the bestiality and violence contained in the roar, and their momentum visibly decreased.

[Snap! ]

Amidst the rapid sirens blaring throughout the facility, Hina Ebina, far away at the Scientific Police Research Institute, stared at the G1 uniform data chart flashing on the computer in front of her. The coffee cup she was holding fell silently, and the water and the coffee cup exploded on the ground.

【"This is--"】

She stared at the specific values ​​displayed on the data chart in disbelief, not even noticing that her glasses were sliding sideways. Her hands immediately began tapping away on the keyboard, strings of data symbols flashing across the interface below. The results that popped up made Ebina's heart sink.

On the screen, a bright red color began to appear from various parts of the human body model displayed on the data graph, and began to fill the entire model's borders at an extremely fast speed, like a bucket gradually filling up with water. This speed made Ebina feel that her scientific common sense was completely torn into shreds, completely contradicting the data she had originally calculated.

"How is this possible?! The energy is eroding the wearer's body at least ten times faster than before! This speed is totally unnatural!"

"Hey! Kousaka-kun! How are you feeling now? Can you still hear me?"

Ebina quickly activated the G1 system's built-in remote communication function, reached out and grabbed the microphone beside him, and shouted anxiously.

The beast-like roar on the other end of the line made her face turn pale, and what happened next made Ebina's face turn pale. The microphone she was holding began to emit white smoke as the sound reached her, and then the round mouthpiece exploded in a burst of electric sparks. This frightened Ebina so much that she quickly threw the microphone away and stood up and stepped back. Her excessive movement caused the executive chair behind her to fall to the ground.

"What a joke! The backwash actually overloaded the microphone... Not good!"

After remembering who Kousaka was with, Ebina's heart and lungs nearly stopped functioning. Visible panic washed over her fair face. Without a care in the world, she threw herself directly at the keyboard.

"Yihui!"

Ebina swept the keyboard off her desk, revealing the smooth surface. She hurriedly reached out and pressed a finger on a spot that was identical to the surrounding area. The moment she pressed, a blue fingerprint lit up on the smooth surface. The upper surface sank and slid away, revealing a red button beneath a blast-proof cover.

Ebina unhesitatingly lifted the explosion-proof cover and pressed the red button firmly. This was the remote shutdown device for the G1 system. Pressing it would send a remote shutdown signal from the host computer, forcing the G1 to cease operation. This was a restrictive measure to prevent the weapon from being misappropriated and abused.

But after pressing the button, Ebina waited for more than ten seconds, and the alarms throughout the lab continued to blare. Even the crimson light on the monitor, spreading across the uniformed worker's body, continued to spread. The red alarm light shone on her face, but it couldn't illuminate Ebina's pale complexion.

[“——How is this possible!?”]

Ebina, who had always acted like she had everything under control, lost her composure for the first time. Unbelievably, she pressed the button several more times, but there was still no change. The stop signal from here was completely null and void, having no effect on the other side.

"Impossible! The overall authority to control G1's operation has always been here—isn't it possible!!!"

A terrifying possibility emerged in Ebina's mind, and his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.

"G1...are you resisting on your own?!"

……

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!”

As the voice rang out to the end, it no longer resembled anything human. It was like a sealed demon finally breaking free, roaring with ecstasy to the world.

The armor on Kosaka's right hand suddenly exploded. Amidst the scattered fragments, a twisted, ferocious form replaced the human arm. Sharp bone spurs pierced through the skin, blood trickling down the sickle-like spurs.

But the changes didn't stop there. At this point, fine cracks began to appear on Kousaka's left arm, spreading from the shoulder to the lower armor. An ominous crimson light shone like magma rising into the sky. The armor on his left hand also shattered at this moment, revealing Kousaka's left arm.

A terrifying sound of bone breaking echoed from his left arm. The skin on Kousaka's arm began to wriggle upwards, and then pale bones tore through skin and muscle, protruding from below. Bone spurs, drenched in flesh and blood, spread out from beneath, a layer of pitch blackness spreading... Finally, his left hand became indistinguishable from his right, completely losing its human form.

["Mr. Kosaka...!!!"]

Zaimokuza was completely stunned by this series of sudden changes. He watched helplessly as Kousaka's form gradually shifted away from his human form, and he stumbled back involuntarily.

A fierce whistling sound suddenly filled his ears, and a sense of danger, as intense as a swarm of snakes, emerged from within. Zaimokuza subconsciously stretched out his hands and crossed them in front of his chest, then fiercely struck the defense he had just formed with his fists, his fingers and palms curved.

His hands were pressed against his chest by the blow, and a tremendous force was transmitted directly from his arms to his chest, causing his arm bones and sternum to scream as if they were about to break. The impact directly penetrated his defenses and poured into his internal organs. Zaimokuza felt like a meteorite had hit his chest. His mind went blank, and his entire soul was completely blown out of his body.

Even faster than his soul, his own body flew. Zaimokuza flew backwards, crashing into the exposed rock behind him. The towering mountaintop seemed to tremble for a moment, and Zaimokuza's body sunk into a massive circular depression. A dangerous cracking sound, accompanied by flowing cracks, began to resound... The power of this blow nearly destroyed the mountaintop's foundation, leaving it on the verge of collapse.

[“Hmm!”]

Before Zaimokuza could recover, an arm grabbed his neck and "pulled" him out of the mountain. Then, it slowly lifted him up, five fingers digging into his throat, causing his already fragile larynx to crack even more.

The one who lifted Zaimokuza was Kousaka. He came before Zaimokuza like a ghost, without any sign of movement. The physical distance between them seemed to be silently deleted and reduced to zero.

This speed and strength completely surpassed what Kousaka had previously demonstrated in his battles with unidentified life forms. If he possessed this level of strength back then, then all the Gurongi that had appeared before him would have been practically helpless to him, like a world-class boxing champion beating a novice who had just started training.

"Mr. Kosaka—it's me!"

Zaimokuza clutched the twisted arm around his neck with both hands. With difficulty, he lowered his head. Kousaka also raised his head at this moment, and their bright red and pitch-black compound eyes met. In those eyes, Zaimokuza could not see any of the rationality and composure that Kousaka should have possessed. Instead, there was only boundless emptiness and... a raging desire for destruction!

A high-pitched bestial roar emanated from its torn, gaping jaws. Kousaka swung his arm with all his might, sending Zaimokuza flying once again. Zaimokuza gritted his teeth, spun in mid-air, and landed in a slight crouch. His heels left a long trail of dust on the ground before he finally broke free from the inertia.

[“Ahem… Mr. Kousaka! What the hell is wrong with you?!”]

Zaimokuza suddenly stood up, covered his throat and coughed violently. His body was still a little shaky at this time. He looked at Kousaka in disbelief.

But the voice that answered his question wasn't the familiar one, but a long-deteriorated roar. Kousaka raised his head and roared, and visible sound waves spread out in all directions from him, stirring up layers of sand.

The already shaky mountaintop behind Kosaka finally buckled under the weight of this roar. Dense cracks spread across its structure, and the entire hill collapsed with a bang. The falling debris and dust completely buried Kosaka below.

【“!”】

Zaimokuza was startled and rushed forward to dig him out, but the piercing sound of ripping his eardrums echoed again, stinging his temples. Before the dust wave raised by the collapsing mountain could reach him, a figure, speeding far faster than sound, broke through the dust and arrived in front of Zaimokuza. A right hand swung from below to the upper left, and the exoskeleton, sharper than any blade of this era, slashed towards Zaimokuza's neck!

The next moment, a wave of dust and sand engulfed the two figures, and the sound of the collapsing mountain spread like thunder into the distance.

……

[Kyoto Prefecture, Kitauji High School, Light Music Department. 】

[“Ding——”]

[Discordant music rumbled through the clubroom, interrupting the ensemble that was originally building to a climax.]

[Mio Akiyama, who was playing the bass, looked at the bass in her arms with a blank expression, and it was unknown what she was thinking.]

Just now, she suddenly felt as if her heart had stopped beating for a moment. A sense of emptiness lingered in her heart, leaving Akiyama Mio at a loss.

"Mio-chan, what's wrong with you?"

Two hands covered Akiyama Mio's, and she suddenly woke up with a start. Looking up, she saw Hirasawa Yui's worried face. Next to her were Tainaka Ritsu and Kotobuki. They were all looking at her with uneasy expressions. Another member of the club, Nakano Azusa, who was a year younger than them, was still in class.

After transferring to Kitauji, they reorganized a service club. Because of the previous incident, these girls now cherish their friends very much, reacting to the slightest disturbance, and their behavior is even beginning to approach post-traumatic stress disorder.

For example, two weeks ago, Hirasawa Yui, while in class, learned that her younger sister had suddenly fallen ill with a fever. She immediately packed up her things and rushed to the infirmary in front of everyone in the class, without even saying hello to the teacher. It wasn't just her; almost everyone who transferred from the private Sakuragaoka Girls' High School had the same reaction at that time.

The teachers who knew about the transfer students' experiences didn't say anything, instead opting to acquiesce. Afterward, they didn't even issue a reprimand or notice regarding their behavior or absenteeism, sparking discussion among the students at their original school.

"Mio, are you okay? You've been acting strangely since a while ago."

[Tai Naka Ritsu placed her drumsticks on the table nearby. She's matured considerably now, her speech and mannerisms becoming more measured. Her former tomboyish demeanor has transformed into a more reliable, older presence. This has become a significant plus, and it's rumored that a fan club has been quietly formed among the students.]

"Don't worry, everyone... I'm fine."

Akiyama Mio shook her head slightly and smiled at her friends.