My youth story cannot be a knight war

Baiyin Yuxing was also a little surprised, but not too surprised. After all, even a video that could show future scenes had appeared, so the appearance of a junior from his school in it was only a small surprise.

Fujiwara Chika's reaction was much more intuitive. When she saw Tsurumi Rumi on TV, her big eyes sparkled.

"Kawaii! This junior is so cute! Kaguya-san, let's go find Rumi-chan now! Since she's going to be a student of this school in the future, why not find her now! Let her join the student council. Rumi-chan is so cute! I really want to hold her in my arms and knead her~!"

The corners of Shinomiya Kaguya's mouth twitched at Fujiwara Chika's bizarre idea.

"Fujiwara-san, I have to tell you something. This video shows things in the future. According to the information I got, the protagonist in the video, Zaimokuza-san, is also a high school student now. He is even in the same grade as us. He looks almost 25 years old in the video. So according to the time conversion, Tsurumi Rumi in the video is at least 7 or 8 years older than she is in real life. She is still an elementary school student now. It is impossible for her to come here to study! And you haven't seen her before? Why did you call her name so quickly?"

"Elementary school students? Wouldn't they be cuter and more comfortable to hug?! I'm going to ask Grandpa if we can amend the Constitution so that elementary school students can freely choose to take the skipping exam to join middle and high schools! Or I can talk to the principal about whether we can specially recruit the American students! Smile! Smile! What a man!"

After hearing this, Fujiwara Chika's eyes sparkled even brighter. The eldest daughter of a family that had produced Japanese prime ministers for generations smiled and gave Shinomiya Kaguya a thumbs up. Her smile, revealing two rows of white teeth, sparkled under the light.

"..." Silver Yuxing.

“……”Shinomiya Kaguya.

“…” Hayasaka Ai lip-synced.

Looking at the smile and thumbs-up that couldn't be said to be very similar to Zaimokuza's in the video, but was only 90% similar, they were actually speechless for a moment at this shocking abuse of power.

An elementary school in Chiba Prefecture.

Rumi Tsurumi, who was still in elementary school, was so surprised when she saw the "sister" with the same name as her appearing in the video that the drawing board fell from her arms.

"Similar to me... and with the same name?"

[“Rumi-chan——Puwaa!”]

【Zaimokuza rushed over with a smile on his face. He originally thought that he would be greeted by the girl's tearful hug as they had not seen each other for a long time. However, when Tsurumi Rumi saw him rushing over, she took a step back without hesitation and closed the open door. Zaimokuza was unable to dodge and was slammed directly against the glass door. His handsome face was squeezed into a pancake on the glass.】

【"Why?"】

[I wanted to give Zaimokuza a hug but the glass door hit me in the face. I looked at the expressionless Tsurumi Rumi behind the glass. She was pressed against the glass and slowly slid down. She was flattened and left wavy lines on the ground until she lay flat on the floor.]

[Tsurumi Rumi opened the glass door and poked her head in. She looked at the wooden floor stickers and nodded, saying in agreement.]

[“Although his appearance has changed a lot, but the white hair, the lack of common sense of rushing towards her without even considering that she is a girl or the difference between men and women, and this familiar stupidity, it is definitely Yoshiki.”]

[“Hahaha! You summed it up really well, Liumei.”]

[The capitalist lady smiled and stepped over the trembling print that was trying to stand up, flattened Mr. Zaimokuza again, and happily hugged Tsurumi Rumi. The girl did not dodge this time. While being hugged, she buried her face in Kawasaki Saki's chest and rubbed it, squinting her eyes like a cat.]

[“Long time no see, Liumei, why haven’t you come recently? I miss you so much.”]

[“I’m currently working on a piece of work, and the editor is pushing me very hard. I have no choice but to hand it in today. I happened to be passing by here when I had something else to do, so I came to take a look.”]

[Two beautiful women, one large and one small, laughed and chatted as they stepped over the print again, flattening the print that had finally risen. Two footprints of different sizes were left on Mr. Zaimokuza's body. One of the print's hands stretched forward, as if guiding the way ahead.]

"You're truly a talented cartoonist! You're still in high school and you're already submitting your comics to a publishing house. You're much better than that twenty-something unemployed vagrant over there who's always smiling and eating and drinking for free."

[“Uh-oh!”]

[The capitalist lady's laughter was like a steel knife stabbing into Mr. Zaimokuza's chest. Zaimokuza, who had finally inflated himself with his fingers, was hit so hard that he squatted in the corner, drawing circles, and that corner was suddenly covered with spider webs and mushrooms.]

[“How much can you earn every month now, Liumei?”]

[“Not much, just a few million yen or so. It’s a far cry from what my seniors make. Their income is more than twice what I make.”]

"So many!? That's impressive! He's way better than that rabbit with zero income who needs someone to feed him! He has no car, no house, and isn't even worth tens of millions. He has no girlfriend and no plans to get married. He's also idle all day and I don't know where he's going. He's a complete waste of society's resources. I'm even considering firing him and getting a new one, but finding free labor is a bit of a headache~" 1

[I'm sorry, General Ashikaga Yoshiteru is still an unemployed vagrant, a person with no house, no car, and no job. I'm a waste of society's food. I've been single since birth. I'm a useless young man who should be punished in the eyes of experts. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for being alive. Please let me die like this - huh? ]

[Zaimokuza, who was drawing a circle, suddenly realized what was happening and broke out in a cold sweat. He almost got fooled by the capitalist's words! ]

[That's not right! Isn't it because of you, a black-hearted capitalist, that my income is zero? ? If it weren't for the fact that you provide me with food and lodging, I would have run away long ago! What's even more cruel is that the food and lodging are not free, and I have to pay for them. Even loan sharks are not as cruel as you! Not only do you force me to sell my body to attract girls to the store, but you also take pleasure in exploiting me all day long. Even if Grandet were reborn, he would not be as proficient in capitalism as you are. You are simply the Japanese Jews of the new century Japan! ]

[“By the way, why is Yihui here? Wasn’t he always abroad? Why is he back?”]

[“God knows, I don’t know what he did in Nagano Prefecture before, and he burned all the money and documents he had with him. If I hadn’t been kind enough to help him, I think he would have become a gigolo to make a living. And he still quarrels with me all day long. Tsk! What an ungrateful guy!”]

【Then I really want to offend you! If you didn't have the evidence in my hand, I would have run away long ago. It would be better to be a gigolo than to be here! At least if I met a rich woman, she might be happy and spend a lot of money to buy a beautiful young man's smile. Then I would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life! By the way, how did you know that my wallet and ID were all burned? Were you there when I challenged No. 3 and No. 1? 】

[Zaimokuza thinks more and more that something is not right. He feels that there is something deeply wrong here. How on earth does this guy know so much about his affairs? ]

[Could it be that someone was attracted by my looks and thought that the person who could make money from this betrayed me and colluded with this capitalist, setting up a trap to trap me here, splitting the hard-earned money I earned from selling my looks with this capitalist 30% to 70%, squeezing my flesh and blood, and satisfying their own selfish desires!]

[He knows so much about me, could he be someone close to me? Who could that be?]

【Zaimokuza couldn't help but gasp when he thought of this. How could society be so dark? The people around him actually sold out such a kind and upright person to such a heartless capitalist for such a small profit? Is there still justice? Is there still law?】

[“Hmm? Rumi-chan, are you a cartoonist now?”]

【Zaimokuza suddenly realized the information revealed in their conversation just now, and looked at Tsurumi Rumi in surprise.】

[“I guess so. It was just a part-time job that I did after practicing in my spare time. I didn’t expect that the comic I contributed to would become popular, so I took this part-time job as a career.”]

【Tsurumi Rumi said this indifferently, while Kawasaki Saki proudly put her arm around her shoulders and raised her eyebrows in disdain towards Zaimoku.】

[“Don’t underestimate our Liumei. She is one of the new rising stars in the comics circle in recent years. Last year, the total sales of her comics were close to 10 million copies, which is much better than your thriller novel published by an unknown publisher!”]

[“That’s not a thriller, okay?! That’s an adventure novel that I put so much effort into. Every chapter in it is imbued with my soul and flesh! It’s my masterpiece that combines my soul and flesh! The reason it’s classified as a thriller is because the editor is blind and the readers of this generation don’t have the ability to appreciate literary works! By the way, how did you know about this, Miss Saki? And when did Rumi-chan become yours!?”]

【Mr. Zaimokuza fiercely refuted and complained, how could his work be a thriller novel? It was clearly a masterpiece of adventure literature that was imbued with his experience and passion, emotions and sadness, encounters and partings during his journey. Everyone who read his work was moved to tears, and even fainted from excitement. How could it be a thriller novel!? Slander! This woman is slandering this general!】

[“Oh? Since you are so confident, how about letting the expert in this field evaluate it?”]

[“Saki-san, I’m already a senior in high school this year, I’m not that young anymore… But, Yoshiki, are you still writing books now?”]

[Tsurumi Rumi sighed helplessly, but after knowing that Zaimokuza was still writing a book, she looked at him with some surprise, and an unknown light flashed in her dark eyes.]

[“Of course, this is my dream after all. I’ll show you! Rumi-chan! It took me three days to write this work based on the inspiration I got from the scumbag on the street who was hunted down by the gangsters after being asked by the person I had an affair with!”]

【Zaimokuza patted his chest with pride, and as Kawasaki Saki beside him looked at him and asked, “How could you put it here?” he took out a thick stack of manuscript paper from the lining of his waiter uniform and handed it to Tsurumi Rumi.】

[“Feel free to review it! Liu Mei-chan! This is my masterpiece! A masterpiece of psychological literature that explains human emotions, “The Second Distance of Love”! I guarantee that you will feel an extraordinary spiritual impact that will cleanse your soul like never before in your life!”]

【"oh."】

[Tsurumi Rumi took the manuscript paper that was stained with Zaimokuza's scent because of her close contact with him, and raised her eyebrows at the neat Chinese characters written on the cover. She was surprised at how beautiful his handwriting was, and opened the first page of the book——]

【"Sha~" One second ago. 】

【“Bang!!!” Five seconds later. 】

[“…I have a rough idea of ​​how good your writing skills are, Yihui.”]

[Tsurumi Rumi slammed the book shut, her face turned pale, and she slowly exhaled a breath of burning white air.]

[“So fast!? Didn’t you only watch for five seconds?”]

[Zaimokuza-san was surprised. Is it possible to read so fast? ]

【“The famous writer Francis Bacon once said that character determines a person’s destiny. Similarly, you can tell what a literary work is like by just looking at the first page. You don’t even need to finish the first chapter.”】

[“Well, how about that? Rumi-chan, what do you think of this article I wrote?!”]

【"call--"】

[Faced with Mr. Zaimokuza, whose eyes were twinkling with little stars and whose face was full of expectation, Tsurumi Rumi took a deep breath of the cold air, calmed the mysterious whispers and illusions echoing in her brain, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and a moving smile slowly appeared on her delicate, expressionless face like a doll.]

【“Yihui.”】

[The voice of a girl in her prime is cold but sweet, like a purple rose budding in the rain, or like a strong wind blowing through the pipes of a pan flute. Combined with her cute smile that is in sharp contrast to her cold image, she has a temptation and magic that men cannot resist.]

"Mom, I'm in love!"

Looking at Tsurumi Rumi's smile in the video, many single people who have never been in love covered their hearts with one hand, feeling that this aggressive smile turned into an arrow piercing their hearts, deeply penetrating the heart that has been solo since birth.

[“Hmmmm!”]

[Zaimokuza half-crouched down and nodded like a dog as he looked at Miss Tsurumi Rumi's charming smile, his eyes sparkling with the starlight that girls could not refuse.]

[Tear——]

【Faced with the innocent eyes, Miss Tsurumi Rumi smiled and stretched out her hands to tear the literary work that Honzaimokuza had painstakingly thought about for three days into two halves. Her pink lips uttered countless words as sharp as swords, piercing his defenseless heart.】

[“It’s hopeless. He’s dead. Stop writing. He’s going to die. An ambulance will be called. The police will be called.”]

【"——NO!!!!!!"】

【Zaimokuza felt his heart being torn apart as he watched his carefully written manuscript being torn in half. He held his face with both hands, and his expression resembled the protagonist in the masterpiece "The Scream" by German Expressionist pioneer Edvard Munch. His shrill screams echoed over the Bunkyo Ward and reached the sky.】

【Tokyo City, Ashikaga District, 8,000 meters above the sky. 】

[“Hmm? I think I heard a strange scream?”]

[Badjisu, soaring above the clouds, fluttered its four slender wings and stopped moving. It turned its head and looked around in surprise.]

[“Forget it, it’s probably just a bird.”]

[It shook its head, and its pair of insect-like blue compound eyes pierced through the clouds, tall buildings, trees, and low houses, and soon found its target - two people playing tennis.]

"Let's start with you. Congratulations! You've become my first target in the game! I hope you can sleep with a smile on your face even in death."

Badjisu grinned and raised his right hand. From the muscle tissue on his wrist, like a wasp's tail, a long silver needle slowly emerged. The silver needle, gleaming with a cold sheen, seemed to emit a long, piercing whistle above the empty cloud layer.

【"drink!"】

Badjisu clenched his fist, his blue compound eyes flashing green for a split second. He struck out the fist with the needle protruding from it. The needle clanged out, and as it shot out, a whirlwind seemed to envelop it. The needle sank into the clouds below, and a large hole opened up in the clouds as the needle passed through!

[A tennis court in Shinagawa District, Tokyo. ]

[“I’m going!”]

[The girl in the tennis skirt waved to her boyfriend standing opposite her with a bright smile on her face. She held the tennis racket behind her back and was about to throw a tennis ball in her other hand. The boyfriend opposite her smiled even more when he saw his girlfriend wearing the tennis skirt. He was thinking about which hotel to go to tonight.]

【Bang!】

【"ah!?"】

[Just as the girl was about to throw the tennis ball, a whirlwind suddenly spread from the opposite side where her boyfriend was standing, and the violent whistling wind blew her down without her noticing.]

【“What, what’s going on?”】

[The girl stood up, rubbing her sore buttocks. She looked at her boyfriend standing opposite her in confusion, but she saw a horrifying scene.]

[Patter. 】

[The expensive brand-name tennis racket slipped from his tightly clenched hands and fell to the ground. The boyfriend knelt forward with a dull expression, staring straight at his girl with his eyes, and his mouth opened and closed weakly a few times.]

【“…”】

[Scarlet blood flowed down from his forehead and soon flowed across his entire face. The tennis ball slipped from the girl's hand as she stood up. She stared blankly at her boyfriend's bloody face until he fell forward on his knees. She then reacted and a shrill scream resounded through the sky.]

【“Aa ...

Eight thousand meters above Ashikaga District, Badjisu withdrew his hand, having shot the silver needle, with satisfaction. A brand new silver needle slowly emerged from the tissue of his hand.

[One shot, across an altitude of 8,000 meters, almost across the entire Tokyo area, shot and killed a person far away in Shinagawa District from Ashikaga District, truly killing people thousands of miles away, breaking all the world records for sniper distances. Even the Finnish sniper king during World War II, Simon Haye, known as the White Death, could not match him.]

["You're in good shape. Your power is really useful..."] 2

[“Wait for me, KUUGA——”]

Bellissimo Ricordo restaurant in Bunkyo-ku, Tokyo.

[Zaimokuza, who was dressed in gray, squatted in a corner with his hands on his knees. A black aura spread from his body, and mushrooms grew from his back. ]

[…Am I exaggerating?]

[Seeing him like this, the kind-hearted Tsurumi Rumi couldn't help but ask Kawasaki Saki with some concern, while the capitalist lady waved her hand calmly. ]

[“It’s okay. The idiot’s vitality is very strong. Just give him another five minutes or so and he’ll be able to recover. Don’t worry!”]

[“Speaking of Liu Mei, you said you had something else to do when you came here this time. What was it?”]

[Saki Kawasaki suddenly reacted and asked with some curiosity.]

[“Actually, it’s about growing—”]

【"Hope no のはな system い だ tie が ～ 日本 servant ら の chest の中 に あ る か ら ～determine し て 三る こ と は な い ～" 】

[A strange ringtone suddenly sounded from Zaimokuza, interrupting the conversation between the two. Zaimokuza, who was still in a low mood, reached out from his pocket to take out his cell phone and asked weakly.]

[“Excuse me, is it——”]

【“Zaimokuza, it’s me! Kousaka Kyousuke!”】

【Kousaka Kyousuke's urgent voice came from the phone, and Zaimokuza was immediately shocked and asked with all his strength.】

[“Mr. Kosaka, what’s going on—”]

[“A new unidentified life form has appeared! Five people have been killed! Come to the police station immediately!”]

At this moment, Tsurumi Rumi, who was sitting at the counter chatting with Kawasaki Saki, felt that the atmosphere coming from Zaimokuza had changed for some reason. It was as if the person who had always seemed familiar to her and would joke with her, even after not seeing her for many years and looking completely different, had suddenly disappeared.

[Instead, there was a stranger who was filled with a solemn and cold aura that she had never felt before.] 11