My youth story cannot be a knight war

Death toll: Approximately 5 million

57. The King of the New and the Old (4k)

past.

Chiba Prefecture, Chiba Benbun High School, health room.

“What’s going on…what on earth happened???”

Kyosuke Kousaka could no longer sit still. Looking at the area in front of him where the light curtain used to be, his face became gloomy and an extremely ominous premonition came over him.

Even though he didn't understand the situation, Kousaka knew that the phenomenon of the light curtain being shattered was too abnormal and had never happened before.

No matter where it happens, if something that has never happened happens, it is usually not a good sign.

——And Kousaka’s premonition was correct.

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Just as he sat down on the side of the bed and was about to put on his shoes and get out of bed, the white indoor shoes that he had just put his feet halfway into were suddenly covered with a layer of darkness.

Before Kousaka could react, his entire vision was enveloped by a layer of gauze-like black. At the same time, many light sources lit up from the white curtains of the health room. They were the latest automatic lights installed in the corridor. They would automatically light up when they detected that the surrounding light was getting weaker. They were donated to his alma mater by a famous alumnus of the school.

But the problem is that this thing usually only lights up on rainy days with extremely low visibility and at night.

In other words, in the few short seconds that Takasaka wanted to get out of bed and put on his shoes, the brightness outside had changed from a cloudless sky to pitch dark as night.

Violent shouts and noises could be heard outside the corridor. All areas of the school erupted in the same emotional ups and downs, like the shouts at a concert.

But the shouts at the concert were full of enthusiasm and joy, while the shouts here were filled with only fear and panic.

The ominous premonition in his heart immediately reached its peak. Kousaka's face suddenly changed color. He no longer cared about exposing himself and forcefully pulled open the curtain of the hospital bed and rushed out.

"Step aside!"

As soon as he opened the door, he found a circle of people in the corridor blocking the window. Anxiously, Kousaka reached out and pushed away the students blocking his way and moved to the window.

"--this!?"

When he saw the scene outside the window, Kousaka's expression suddenly changed, and he also understood why the entire school... or why the entire Chiba Prefecture had the same riot at this time.

The pitch-black color rolled over like a tsunami, covering up the remaining light on Kousaka's face and his eyes with constricted pupils.

“What on earth is this…?”

……

future.

Tokyo, Chiyoda-ku, Metropolitan Police Department.

05:02 PM

Countless telephone rings echoed in the office. No matter which floor or room, as long as there was a telephone, it was all filled with the same tone of incoming calls. The incessant ringing could drive a person with bipolar disorder crazy.

The sky outside the window was as black as ink. Since yesterday, the sky had never brightened up, and the heavy rain had never stopped, day or night.

Under this dark sky is the once glorious and prosperous Tokyo. However, this megacity that once ranked third in the world and the undisputed number one in Asia is now filled with a dilapidated and bleak atmosphere under the rain. All that can be seen is death and corpses.

Even with such a horrific rainfall, there are still many places in the city where flames are still burning. The existence of these flames completely violates the normal laws of physics. Even if they are submerged in water, they are still burning tenaciously, which has caused many subsequent burn incidents.

Countless life-saving tents were opened on every street in the city, like white mushrooms growing in mold in a damp corner. Each of these "white mushrooms" was filled with wailing and screaming, and even people's hysterical roars and cries. Countless corpses wrapped in body bags were stacked densely in the halls of some buildings that still remained in the city, and their number was even greater than the living people walking around.

Even if the Metropolitan Police Department wanted to manage it now, it would be unable to do so, not only because the number of police officers is overwhelmingly insufficient for this situation, but also because the order of the entire city has been completely paralyzed.

The attack launched by No. 0 yesterday evening completely destroyed the city and even the bottom line of operation in all fields of the country. Now Tokyo can almost be said to be an isolated island floating outside the world in all aspects, and has been half submerged by the tide.

According to the information released by the government departments that are still barely functioning, it has been confirmed that the number of deaths in Tokyo has reached at least seven digits, and the first digit does not start with "1".

This number is so outrageous and terrifying. Although there have been many wars in human history with far higher death tolls, that is the sum of the entire war process, not the number of people who died in just one attack. This death toll has already overshadowed all the massacres recorded in human history so far.

Today, the total population of many small countries in the world is not as high as this. If those countries were to suffer such a massacre, it would be a real national disaster.

The impact of this death toll is truly unimaginable, so the government department that obtained the data immediately blocked all information and did not dare to publish it at all. Otherwise, the only remaining order in Tokyo would disappear completely, and it would even be enough to trigger a new century humanitarian disaster that would impact the world.

So now the people of this city can only choose to save themselves in this situation, but countless riots are also happening in every corner of the city. Most of the Metropolitan Police Department’s manpower is now allocated to deal with these rioters, and some manpower is used to protect the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters from being rushed in by the angry citizens, staging a Japanese version of the "Capitol Hill Incident."

What? The Metropolitan Police Department Headquarters isn't the Japanese Diet Building?

It doesn't matter, it is now possible.

Because the original Parliament Building was smashed to pieces by a fireball that fell into Chiyoda Ward last night, along with the Imperial Palace where the emperor had lived for generations, and the Jing family public toilet, which was notorious throughout Asia, all of them were physically razed to the ground.

Now, the place where every inch of land was worth a lot of money is now flat as far as the eye can see, and the scenery is so beautiful that many politicians fainted when they saw it.

It is now certain that the emperor's family and most of the people died, and more than 90% of the leaders of the previous government's power-running agencies also died. The power vacuum in the upper echelons of the entire Japanese government has reached its highest peak in nearly a hundred years.

So now the surviving Metropolitan Police Department is the de facto highest power headquarters in Tokyo, and it is also the place where national hatred is most concentrated. The Metropolitan Police Department's already limited credibility was completely burned to ashes in the face of the earth-shaking fire of the unconfirmed life form No. 0. Now even stray dogs on the street can be stepped on at will.

The few remaining staff members of the Metropolitan Police Department remained at the headquarters to deal with intelligence sent by various government departments and inquiries from foreign governments.

After all, any country that is not blind and has satellites knows that just last night, mankind had just narrowly escaped a disaster that could have destroyed the entire race. Those who still want to continue playing dumb in this situation are probably really stupid, but obviously they are not stupid.

Faced with inquiries from these countries, Japan must pay close attention to deal with them no matter how inconvenient it is. The current situation in Japan is like a powder keg ready to explode, and the slightest spark can completely blow everyone to the sky.

The person in charge of this task is Kyosuke Kosaka.

For various reasons, when he finally recovered from the disaster rescue work caused last night two hours ago, Takasaka suddenly found that he had been recommended by all the remaining high-ranking officials of the government as the "Tokyo's highest wartime commander."

In simple terms, he now possessed not only the power within the police system but also the authority to command the entire Japanese government. Although it was temporary, Takasaka was now the undisputed supreme power in Japan, and even the former Superintendent of Police had to bow before him.

But Kosaka, who was suddenly crowned emperor, was not happy at all. He just wanted to die because this position basically meant another thing now - taking the blame.

After all, this matter is no longer big enough to be described as "big". Someone has to come forward to solve it and bear the anger of all the citizens of Tokyo, as well as deal with inquiries from all countries in the world.

And obviously these old foxes who have become masters in the world of fame and fortune are not stupid. They may be bad in all aspects, but their ability to adapt to the situation is not bad at all. It is impossible for them to come down and become targets themselves.

So Takasaka is the scapegoat who is pushed out by all the powerful people in Japan to take the blame. Of course, it is not without benefits. If he can survive this time, his future will basically be like the word "soaring in the clouds". At least within this small piece of land in Japan, Takasaka will no longer be bound by any rules and power.

As for not being able to make it? There aren't any serious consequences.

Because everyone had ascended to heaven together at that time, there was naturally no need to bear any consequences.

Even if we successfully survive this crisis, it will be meaningless. The reward may be a blessing that others will never have in their lifetime, but the prerequisite is to have a future.

But Kosaka happens to be a person without a future.

In the only secluded room in the Metropolitan Police Department that was not occupied by telephones and ringing phones, Kousaka, sitting on a chair with dark circles under his eyes, smoked a cigarette and listened to Gokou Ruri's report with an expressionless face.

The ashtray on the table next to him was now piled with cigarette butts that could have buried the entire ashtray. These were all Takasaka's "masterpieces" in the past two hours.

"The death toll in Tokyo is currently estimated to be... around three million. This is the currently known data, and the count is still ongoing."

Not only him, but also Ruri Gokou in front of Kousaka had dark circles under her eyes. Although she had used light makeup to cover it up, one could still see the haggardness on her face.

Especially when she talked about the death toll, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and tears were flickering in her eyes.

After all, with such a massive death toll, who in Tokyo wouldn't have known someone who had perished? Gokou Ruri certainly had some, but her dedication to her profession kept her spirits high, determined to contribute her own strength to this city where order had collapsed.

"...What did the hospital say?"

Kousaka threw the empty cigarette butt onto the pile of cigarette butts and asked in a slightly hoarse and low voice.

"It's terrible. The medical facility collapsed three hours ago. Now there's a lot of—"

"I know that. What I'm asking is...how are things going with Zaimokuza?"

Before Gokou Ruri could finish her words, she was interrupted by Kousaka. Now he didn't want to hear the bad news that he had guessed long ago. He just hoped that there would be a second good news when the bad news came like a tide.

The first good news was that four hours ago, Takasaka learned that the officials who had indirectly killed his father were all dead. Last night, these guys, still determined to take over, used intimidation and inducement to seize a helicopter again, but it was hit by a fireball shortly after takeoff, and all the members became "acquaintances" in the helicopter explosion.

Although out of professional ethics, Kosaka should not gloat over the death of others, it is undeniable that his steps were much lighter at that time, and the knot in his heart that had existed for many years was finally slightly loosened.

"...Unfortunately, Zaimokuza-san is still in a coma."

Pursing his pale lips, Gogen Liuli shook his head and said:

"Akiyama-san is still there to take care of him. According to Saori, Zaimokuza-san's body functions and other vital signs have almost fully recovered. However, the reason he hasn't woken up yet... Saori says it's probably due to his own psychological factors."

"…I think so."

Recalling Zaimokuza's appearance when he met him last night, and the poker card that he couldn't pull out of his scarred left hand no matter how hard he tried, Kousaka's drooping eyelids covered his eyes and he let out a helpless sigh.

But he also knew very well that no matter what, the most important thing now was to find a way to wake up Zaimokuza Yoshiki, who was in a coma and didn't want to wake up.

Because facing the terrifying No. 0 who is as terrifying as a god or a demon, not only this country needs him, but all of humanity and even the world needs his strength.

"Gogen, call Makishima and tell her that other matters can be put aside for now, but she must find a way to get Zaimokuza—"

beep beep-

The rapid sound of sirens filled the room and the entire Metropolitan Police Department. The red alarm lights shone on the exhausted faces of everyone here, causing the blood color to quickly fade from their faces, leaving them as pale as corpses.

Because they knew very well that there was generally only one situation in which this ringing sound appeared - an outbreak of an unconfirmed life form case.

And now, there is only one unconfirmed life form that can commit crimes, and that is Gurongi, who has become a nightmare for everyone.

"——Number Zero! This guy appears again!?"

Kousaka suddenly stood up from his chair, staring at the alarm bell ringing in the corner of the room, and immediately wanted to walk out the door past Gokou Ruri.

But just as he took a step, the sliding door of the room was opened first, and a sweaty police officer rushed in and shouted.

"Oh no! Commander Kousaka! Number Zero! Number Zero—"

"—It appeared at the Kuroyama ruins in Nagano Prefecture!"

"What did you say!???"

Kosaka was able to remain calm when he heard the first few words of the police officer, but when he heard the last sentence, his facial expression suddenly changed color.

……

Nagano Prefecture, Nagano City, Kurodake Ruins.

The golden pyramid stands among the mountains, emitting a dazzling and warm light in this world now shrouded in dark clouds, illuminating the colors of the night.

But beneath this light, the camps surrounding the ruins are now filled with an atmosphere of tension and anxiety, due to the Zero Attack Incident in Tokyo.

There was no need for information to be transmitted through other channels. The noise caused by the meteorite falling from the sky last night was so loud that the entire sky became daylight. Even in Nagano Prefecture, far away from Tokyo, the strange phenomenon could be seen.

Because information is completely blocked to the grassroots officers and soldiers except for the top leaders, the tense atmosphere has not subsided since last night. The top leaders have not given any explanation for this, because even they themselves are in a mess and have no idea what to do.

And just when I was feeling uneasy, another ray of light came.

Above the night sky lit up by the pyramids, white light bloomed from the clouds, and countless black feathers fell from the sky, attracting the attention of all stationed personnel.

A tiny and boundless figure, yet exuding an endless presence, slowly emerged from the clouds and light. Its six black wings spread out, revealing a body that embodied both darkness and holiness, a contradictory beauty.

"Long time no see~"

In the highest realm where only he exists, Daguba looks down at the mountains and the earth.

When his eyes fell upon the pyramid of light that shone brightly in the darkness, He smiled, and His laughter was filled with the nostalgia of meeting an old friend.

And the joy of being able to fight again.

"Gamio~"

58. Angels and Demons (5k)

"Can we... meet again?"

"..."

……

The light illuminates the darkness, but this light represents not hope and salvation, but despair and destruction.

The soldiers at the lower levels were still in chaos due to lack of intelligence and were barely able to maintain order. However, all the higher-ups here were completely plunged into boundless panic when they saw the black feathers falling from the sky and the six-winged angels floating in the light.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Prepare to fight back! Prepare to fight back—"

As the commander's shrill roar rang out over the camp broadcast and the soldiers' communicators, a sudden and brilliant holy light completely dispelled the night, and the world was instantly shrouded in pure white and gold.

In this ray of light, all the stationed soldiers did not even have time to feel any pain as they were overwhelmed and assimilated physically and mentally by this tide of light containing unparalleled energy levels.