My youth story cannot be a knight war

So every time they smoke, it means one thing: the torment they endure is so great that even their iron will can no longer bear it, and they must get some relief from the nicotine effect of cigarettes.

But just as Daisuke Kousaka put the cigarette in his mouth, the lighter had moved to the end, and he was about to press his finger to light the flint, a sentence in his ear made him freeze in place.

“…I used to hate it.”

He slowly turned his head and looked at the astonishment on his father's face, which was exactly the same as when he died in the line of duty. There was a complex light dancing in Kousaka Kyosuke's eyes, and he repeated softly.

"I once, indeed, hated you."

……

"Kyosuke...!!!!!"

Looking at the figure hugging Kousaka Kyosuke, Kousaka Daisuke loosened his grip on the backpack straps, and the package filled with various explosion-proof equipment fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

But he no longer cared about this. Looking at the two figures hugging each other in the image in the sky, whose appearance was almost identical, Kousaka Daisuke's pupils trembled violently, and his past calmness and composure completely disappeared without a trace at this moment.

When he saw it for the first time, he immediately confirmed with an almost telepathic intuition that it was not an illusion, nor was it a specious person.

That is his own son, not the "past" or the "future", but the one who belongs to the "present", the one who belongs to him!

“W-Why!???”

As a mother, Kousaka Yoshino also realized this fact through the blood connection. She staggered back with an expression of disbelief until her heel tripped over a stone and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, her husband Kousaka Daisuke was quick to reach out and catch her.

Curled up in her husband's arms, Kousaka Yoshino's face was as pale as a corpse just sent to the morgue. She pointed her finger at the sky with trembling hands.

"Daisuke! Why!? Why is Kyousuke there???"

"Me too...tsk!"

All the original plans were disrupted. Kousaka Daisuke gritted his teeth. At this moment, he felt his brain was in a mess. His calm and rational thinking in the past was also in a dilemma when faced with the scene beyond his imagination.

"Could it be that his phone couldn't be reached before because—!!!"

"Kyosuke—ah…"

The violent roar like thunder shattered Kousaka Daisuke's thoughts and made Kousaka Yoshino's expression in his arms turn pale instantly. She looked at the changing scene in the sky in horror, and her voice calling for her son was filled with unconcealable tears.

Finally, the excessive mental stimulation broke her inner limit of endurance, her outstretched fingers dropped, and Kousaka Yoshino fainted in her husband's arms.

Holding his unconscious wife tightly, Daisuke Kousaka strained his masseter muscles as if he wanted to break his teeth, and he stared intently at the strange changes happening again in the sky.

In the image, the white beast that was being hugged swung its body and threw Kousaka Kyosuke, who was hugging it from behind, to the side.

A ferocious cold light illuminated the faces of all who watched this scene. The beast raised its other hand, and the air beneath its claws emitted a sharp howl like a demon, and it stabbed at the face of Kousaka Kyosuke who was hugging it...

……

…It shouldn’t be like this.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

The shock wave swept the atmosphere, and the waves rolled endlessly. The reverse waves pushed Kyosuke Kousaka, who had fallen into the sea and became unconscious, back to the harbor. After breathing the air again, he immediately curled up his body and coughed violently, spraying all the sea water he had drunk out of his mouth and nasal cavity.

His confused consciousness gradually returned to clarity, and he struggled to open his eyes, which were red from the salt in the sea. In the world covered with a layer of light red curtain, there was a white figure roaring with its head raised.

The roar was filled with madness, violence, and excitement... but it lacked what "Kyosuke Kosaka" should have, the sense of security that people felt immediately after hearing his voice.

This is no longer a human being, but a beast that has completely lost its humanity, and the wild animality dominates every inch of his soul.

Staring blankly at the monster that was far from being a "human", Kousaka Kyosuke's pale lips moved. Although he had already spit out the sea water, he felt a salty and fishy taste rising from his throat, even more so than before.

It shouldn't be like this... That shouldn't be him, it shouldn't be "Kousaka Kyosuke".

He is a dedicated policeman and a warrior who protects humanity. He will not abandon his responsibilities even in the face of death. He is a man who is aloof but gentle at heart.

He shouldn't be the beast before him who only knows how to destroy and kill. This shouldn't be his fate...

Many times, Kyosuke Kousaka had thought about what it would be like if he met this man...but all this had never appeared in his imagination.

Kyosuke Kousaka could not accept that such a brilliant and brilliant man, whom he had secretly admired in his heart since he knew of his existence, would have such a lonely and desolate ending.

Strong emotions surged in his heart. He stretched out his fingers that were supporting the ground and gripped the cracks in the asphalt road tightly. He squeezed so hard that his fingernails began to lift from the edges and blood flowed from his fingertips.

"Stop it!!!!"

The earth-shaking roar drowned out the hoarse screams that were insignificant in comparison. Just as the beast was shedding tears of blood, Kousaka Kyosuke rushed forward with the excitement in his heart and hugged the other party desperately.

In a split second, the arms embracing this ultimate form erupted in unimaginable pain. The searing, high-energy energy from the disintegration of flesh began to disintegrate his arms through contact. But Kousaka Kyousuke withstood it, his unwavering spirit and will giving him the strength to overcome this excruciating pain.

He hugged "Kyosuke Kosaka" and embraced his own future. Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes at this moment. He didn't know whether it was because of physical pain or inner sadness.

You've done enough, enough, so...

"——Wake up! My future self!!!!"

“——Ahhhhh!!!”

A feral roar drowned out the prayer. The hero, whose soul had been devoured by darkness, could not hear any words from the outside world. Feeling blocked, he raised his other hand and grabbed his past with claws that were sharp enough to tear apart anything.

For a moment, the sharp claws tearing through the air paused, and then continued to descend in less than a tenth of a second.

The violent howling wind blew up Kousaka Kyosuke's wet bangs, and the resulting sickle-weasel phenomenon cut several knife-cut gashes on his forehead and face, from which red blood flowed.

But those five ferocious claws just stopped less than a centimeter away from his eyeballs, trembling and unable to move forward anymore.

Looking at the five "spear tips" flashing with cold light in front of him, Kousaka Kyosuke shouted:

"Zaimokuza!?"

Under his gaze, the other two arms wrapped in the windbreaker tightly hugged the alienated arm, using their flesh and blood to stop themselves from dying.

The person who did this was Zaimokuza. He now also looked dusty and dirty. The glasses he used to wear on his face were gone, and blood was flowing from the wound on the left corner of his forehead, covering half of his face.

And just as he hugged this arm, the same dispersion phenomenon occurred on Zaimokuza's arms. The expression on his face was distorted by the dispersed particles and severe pain in his body, but his eyes were incredibly firm, and he was not moved at all by the pain before him.

For a moment, looking at these eyes, Kyosuke Kousaka felt like he was seeing another person.

That was "Zaimokuza Yoshiteru", not the current Zaimokuza Yoshiteru, but the man of the future who would fight to protect people's smiles. The eyes that belonged to him now appeared on this young boy.

"Wake up! Mr. Kosaka!"

The two men, one on each side, hugged one of "Kousaka Kyosuke's" arms, restraining his movements with their bodies. At the same time, Zaimokuza endured the pain of his body being separated and shouted loudly.

"——!!!"

What responded to him was a gaping bloody mouth. The other party, including half of its face including the mouth structure, had been completely alienated. The open fang-shaped mouthparts spewed out a strong smell of blood. Feeling the pressure of this predator at a very close distance, Zaimokuza almost felt his heart stop beating and his blood began to coagulate.

But the next moment, Zaimokuza found that although boundless murderous intent had locked onto him, with his current strength, he only needed to wave his hand slightly and the bodies of the two would be easily torn into more than a thousand pieces like shampoo foam.

But "Kousaka Kyosuke" did not do so. Although both Kousaka and Zaimokuza could feel the intense struggle through the hands in their arms, the strength of this struggle was basically comparable to breathing while sleeping compared to the other party's strength.

It was a scene of profound strangeness: an "ultimate life form," so powerful it could alter the order of nature, could be restrained by the bodies of two ordinary boys. Though the former hadn't yet fully transformed, the drama of this scene would surely have astounded even Shakespeare, a master of such prose.

This is something that is completely impossible to happen according to common sense, so there is only one possibility.

——"Kousaka Kyosuke", he was restraining himself. After his rationality disappeared, the only instinct left at this moment dominated the urge to kill and destroy. He was unwilling to hurt the two boys who blocked his way.

"Mr. Kosaka! Listen to me!"

Realizing this fact, Zaimokuza endured the pain, hugged "Kousaka Kyosuke"'s arms tightly, and tried to maintain clear mind and speak.

The arms of the two men had been corroded and riddled with holes, and even more than half of the flesh and blood on the five fingers of each hand had turned to ashes. The flesh and blood threads and nerves stuck to the white finger bones were still in a state of decomposition.

No blood flowed out, because even the blood evaporated in the process. If they continued to maintain their current posture, even if the opponent tried his best to restrain himself and not kill them, their arms and most of their chests would probably be completely corroded within a minute.

But faced with the imminent terror of death, and the horrific injuries and pain that would make a special forces soldier lie on the ground and wail, these two boys who were only in high school miraculously held on, without even uttering a scream.

Some powerful spiritual force allowed them to overcome the pain and strive to save the soul of this man who was trapped in darkness.

"Even though this is the first time we've met, but—but I've always believed in Mr. Kousaka!"

"Well……"

Staring at the only eye on the other person's face that still had human features, Zaimokuza spoke intermittently, while Kousaka on the other side gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He knew that he was not good at persuasion with words, so he gave this task to Zaimokuza. Although he was not yet the man who could open people's hearts with words in the future, Kousaka still chose to believe him.

The reason was simply because the other person was also "Zaimokuza Yoshiki". This reason was better than any guarantee in the world for those who witnessed that man's journey.

"I believe in Mr. Kousaka! Just like I believe in my future self! I believe you will never succumb to this power!"

The pitch-black eyes and scarlet pupils stared straight ahead. In the deepest part of this eye obscured by darkness and blood, Zaimokuza could still see traces of the man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Using up his last bit of rationality and persistence, he suddenly pulled out a hand and pressed down on the shoulder of "Kousaka Kyosuke". His desperate shouts drowned out the waves of the sea and the thunder of the sky. Snowflakes fell on the blood flowing on his face, staining it with a clear and cold touch.

"Mr. Kosaka! Wake up!!!"

"—"

Looking at his face, the open mouth slowly closed, and the eyes filled with blood froze for a moment.

In this stagnation, clear black pupils emerged from the blood bath. At this moment, the human eyes broke through the blockade of darkness and reappeared.

Looking at this familiar yet different face, the voice of "Kousaka Kyosuke", although soft, was like thunder exploding in the sky, and the world seemed to be quiet.

"Caimu-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!!!!"

But the human voice only lasted for a moment, so short that neither of them had time to change their expressions, and the roar of the evil beast took over the initiative again.

Zaimokuza's voice did reach him, it reached his heart... but it was completely meaningless.

Things have developed to this point, and all efforts are in vain. The result of the trial has long been announced. Although "Kyosuke Kosaka" is still struggling, this cannot change his fate.

Gurongi's power comes from both the "Ultimate Darkness" and the darkness within his heart. Therefore, to control the "Ultimate" power, one must possess an absolutely pure mind. As long as there is even the slightest flaw in his heart, it will be impossible to control him.

Like Daguba, who only longs for battle, and Zaimokuza, who only wants to protect everyone's smiles.

And precisely because of this, "Kyosuke Kosaka" will never be able to control this power, because in the deepest part of his heart there is an indelible darkness, which is the scar left after he witnessed his father's death at the hands of human darkness.

Even though he has moved on from the past, the scars left from healing the hurt are like a stubborn knot that still binds him.

He was unwilling to forgive those who killed his father, nor was he willing to forgive himself for his hesitation at the time. So that hatred, like that boy, lingered in the heart of "Kousaka Kyosuke" for many years, and over time it became the only breakthrough in his powerful soul.

As long as he can't let go of the darkness, he won't be able to control this power...and the fact is obvious, even at this moment, "Kousaka Kyosuke" has not let go at all in his heart.

White tissue spread out, completely covering the human eye and turning it into a narrow black compound eye.

At this moment, darkness finally completely dominated his soul, and four sharp golden horns gradually protruded upward from the forehead of "Kousaka Kyosuke", which was a sign that his metamorphosis was about to be completely completed.

At the same time, the white particles floating on his body became more and more intense, and finally a golden flame suddenly rose up, enveloping himself and the two boys.

As he was about to become a complete "Ultimate Life Form", "Kousaka Kyosuke"'s body finally exceeded its already unbearable limit. The microscopic particles that made up his body began to collapse at an unprecedented speed, like a sand castle rolled back and forth by the waves.

An incredibly terrifying energy flow was released during this process. If nuclear radiation is used as the standard, "Kyosuke Kosaka" now released more than 25000 roentgens of energy in an instant, and this value is even increasing.

Even the Chernobyl accident that nearly pushed the entire Europe to the brink of destruction had a maximum record of only about 32000 roentgens. This means that he is now completely a human-shaped "nuclear reactor", and the energy surrounding him is so strong that it can be understood as at least thousands or hundreds of trillions of bullets moving at the speed of light being fired in an instant.

And this is only the energy flowing out at every moment, but the overall amount has exceeded the numerical limits defined by humans today. Stone will be crushed into powder and steel will be torn into chips.

Faced with this energy, no material on this planet can withstand it, not even the human body.

“Uh ...

Fierce flames suddenly ignited on the bodies of Kousaka Kyosuke and Zaimokuza Yoshiki, and their bodies also began to dissolve at a geometric multiple of the previous rate. The pain was far beyond what they had felt before, and they could no longer rely on their mental support. The screams of pain and roars echoed on the beach.

Damn it! Why...

Amidst screams of pain, Kyosuke Kousaka, whose consciousness began to blur, looked at the completely alienated face through the blurry firelight and turbulence in his vision.

Even the edges of his eyeballs began to be filled with flames, but compared to the pain, at this moment, Kousaka felt more regret in his heart.

But he didn't regret his own death, but rather regretted not being able to save this man and regretting dragging down Zaimokuza Yoshiki.

Timber seat...

His vision became blurred in an instant, but following the direction of another scream, Kousaka stretched out his hand and tried to push the other person away.

At least, you have to—

“…Retreat.”

A calm female voice sounded in my ears, and an incredible cool feeling spread throughout my body, replacing the burning pain.

Zaimokuza and Kousaka were pushed away, and the winding vines instantly pounced on and enveloped their scarred bodies. Red roses bloomed in the swaying vines and turbulent energy, surrounding a face more beautiful than flowers.

The roar rolled up countless petals, and "Kousaka Kyosuke", who was no longer restrained, finally lost his last bit of control and struck out with his clenched white fist.

Blood spurted out, staining "Kousaka Kyosuke's" fist red, and also staining the spotless white dress red.

"..."

Blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his tightly pursed lips. Baruba, who had turned back into a human, looked quietly at the unrecognizable face in front of him, with deep sadness and loneliness surging in the depths of his eyes.

It's a familiar scene, isn't it?

It was the same before. The person who made me understand what "emotion" was for the first time also fell into the same despair because of the outburst of power, and darkness closed every inch of his heart.