My youth story cannot be a knight war

A hand suddenly grabbed her sleeve. Shizuka Hiratsuka turned around and met Yukinoshita's gaze.

"...Hiratsuka-sensei, have you forgotten?"

Yukinoshita said in a voice that was almost a hum.

"What do you mean? I forgot wha- ugh!?"

Before she could feel puzzled by Yukinoshita's words, the switch of her previous memory was triggered and awakened. Shizuka Hiratsuka swallowed back what she was about to say, and her expression and eyes froze.

"You certainly forgot, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Ebina pushed his glasses up on his nose and spoke softly.

"Yoshiteru's grandmother... passed away before he even entered Sobu High School."

"This……"

"——I won't make a mistake! This is definitely my mother's voice!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's face was frozen, but Zaimokuza's father released his arm around his wife's shoulders and spoke excitedly.

He looked through the French window and the open door of the room, staring intently at the other end of the corridor, and spoke.

"Mom's old room was right next to Yihui's. After she passed away, that room was turned into a warehouse... This sound came from there!"

"How is this going?"

"It's very simple. Just go and take a look and you'll know."

Yukinoshita frowned and said this, while Ebina walked past everyone and headed towards the exit of the room.

"Wait! Ebina, we don't know what's going on yet. If we go over like this, we'll—"

"Will it be dangerous? But there's no place in the world that can be considered safe right now, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Seeing this, Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly stretched out her hand, but before she could finish her words of dissuasion, she was interrupted by Ebina's clear words.

Taking one last look at the scene emerging in the sky, hiding the emotions in his eyes, Ebina looked at Zaimokuza's parents and spoke softly.

"Uncle, aunt, I think you must also want to figure out what's going on, right?"

“…Let’s go together.”

In response to Ebina's question, after a long silence, Zaimokuza's father spoke in a low voice.

"Mr. Zaimokuza?"

"My dear, this..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

He shook his head and spoke to his wife, Hiratsuka Shizuka and Yukinoshita beside him.

"That's my mother's voice, so I'm sure it'll be alright."

Zaimokuza's father walked forward after he finished speaking, and walked out of the door one after the other with Ebina. The remaining three people looked at each other and decided to follow.

After all, just like Ebina said before, there is no place in the world that is truly safe now. In this situation, if any new changes occur, it may not be possible to avoid them. It is better to face them directly.

Except for Yuigahama Yui who was still in a coma, everyone walked out of the room. Yukinoshita, who was at the end, took a look at the former's condition, and after confirming that she would not wake up in a short time, she considerately closed the door.

Then Yukinoshita walked towards the group of people gathered in front of a door on the right side of the corridor. Everyone stood in front of the closed door, their eyes focused on Zaimokuza's father who was standing in the front.

"..."

Looking at the door that had hardly been opened since his mother's death, Zaimokuza's father took a deep breath and reached out to grasp the door handle.

"Gisuke."

"!!!"

At this moment, a voice came through the door and rang in his ears. Hearing the voice's address, Zaimokuza's father's hands trembled violently, and even his eyes narrowed.

This is his name, and the only person who calls him by this name in this tone is the one after my father passed away.

"Yihui, is he back..."

"mom!"

There was no doubt about it anymore, with his emotions surging out of control, Zaimokuza's father opened the door without hesitation.

After opening the door, what came into view was a bed with an IV stand standing beside it and an old man lying quietly on the bed.

The things and dust that had been piled up in the room had mysteriously disappeared, but Zaimokuza's father no longer cared about that.

He stared at the old man lying on the bed in front of him with an IV in his right hand. When he saw the familiar old face, his eyes turned red very quickly.

"Mother……?"

And right behind him, Zaimokuza's mother covered her mouth with both hands and muttered in disbelief.

"How could it be, why ..."

"Gisuke, is that Yoshiteru?"

At this moment, the old man on the bed spoke again in a weak voice, and at the same time stretched out his left hand which was not on an IV drip and pointed to the door.

"It's me! Mom, it's me!"

Zaimokuza's father was so excited that he could hardly speak. He repeated these words, walked quickly towards the old man, and stretched out his hands to shake the other's skinny hand.

But when his strong and powerful fingers touched the skin of those hands, they passed through the surface directly, as if scooping up water from a lake reflecting the moonlight.

"well???"

Looking at the clasped hands, Zaimokuza's father finally reacted after a moment of stunned silence, and watched all this in disbelief.

“W-What’s going on!?”

"Wait, dear, what Mom said seems to be..."

He stretched out his hand in panic, trying to touch the palm, but no matter what he did, he couldn't hold it firmly. Looking at this strange scene, Zaimokuza's mother's eyes suddenly flashed with a few traces of memories, and she spoke subconsciously.

"This seems to be what Mom said when she died. She...she also made the same gesture at that time!"

Zaimokuza's mother remembered why she felt a sense of déjà vu about this scene, because this was a scene she had seen before.

Back then, shortly before Zaimokuza's grandmother passed away, it was she and her husband who stayed by her side. At that time, the other party, who was almost unconscious, did the same, muttering her son's name, and then stretched out her hand towards the door where no one appeared.

Even the trembling of his fingers was exactly the same as what he saw in the memory that had just awakened.

"well……?"

After hearing what his wife said, Zaimokuza's father stopped repeating this futile task. He stared blankly at his mother who was lying on the bed with her hand outstretched, his mind also lost in the memories of awakening.

"Right, that's how it was then...how could it be?"

"Ebina-san, don't you think this scene seems..."

Standing at the door of the room and watching what was happening in front of her, Yukinoshita's frown had never relaxed since a while ago. She suddenly turned her head to look at Ebina beside her and spoke tentatively.

"Yeah, just like when I was in the Service Club."

Ebina nodded and spoke softly.

"Yoshiki who appeared at that time was also like this... This should have happened at different points in time. What we see before our eyes is just the scene when Grandma Zaimokuza passed away."

"It's like a mirage that often appears in the desert, but it's not a dislocation in space, but a dislocation in time."

"Hey, hey, why did this kind of thing happen at this time?"

Looking at Zaimokuza's parents gathered around the bed, and the old man who looked like he knew he was going to die soon, Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed after hearing their conversation and said with some hesitation.

At this point, she would no longer experience any drastic emotional fluctuations due to such abnormal phenomena, but this scene evoked Shizuka Hiratsuka's memories, reminding her of the time when her grandmother passed away.

It was the same at that time. All the family members stood together in front of the bed, and the dying relative was lying on the bed. Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was only in junior high school at the time, held her grandmother's hand and accompanied her through the last journey of her life.

This was the first time she faced the death of a loved one. As time passed, the sadness and pain she felt at that time had disappeared, leaving only a faint melancholy.

Perhaps this statement is immoral, but Shizuka Hiratsuka feels that compared to Zaimokuza Yoshiki, who is a student, her luck is good enough.

At least that time he was able to be by his grandmother's side and watch her leave contentedly, but Zaimokuza couldn't even see his grandmother for the last time, leaving behind an irreparable regret.

Thinking of the memories of the other person she had seen through the light screen before, her eyes lowered and she sighed silently.

Seriously, can't the world be a little gentler to that kid?

At this moment, a figure walked past Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was lost in thought, and walked in front of her without any warning. The oncoming shoulder made Shizuka Hiratsuka lean back subconsciously, and as a result, the back of her head hit the door frame, making a loud noise.

"It hurts!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka's cry of pain made the people in the room subconsciously turn their heads and look towards the door, and Shizuka Hiratsuka also raised her head angrily, covering the back of her head.

"Hey! Why didn't you even say hello..."

As white hair passed by her eyes, Shizuka Hiratsuka's gaze became dull and she swallowed back the words she hadn't said.

Everyone fell into silence, only the old man on the bed was still talking, his cloudy eyes reflected a slowly approaching figure in his blurry vision.

"Yihui..."

The old man spoke in a hazy state, and the outstretched hand raised a little again.

"is it you……"

“…It’s me.”

A pair of white hands stretched out from the black down cuffs and grasped the old man's thin hand.

The man slowly squatted down beside the bed, and under the astonished gaze of the Zaimokuza couple beside him, he held the old man's hand and spoke softly.

"It's me, I'm back."

Gazing at the old man's face, Zaimokuza Yoshiki said with a smile, as indescribable emotions rippled in the depths of his clear eyes.

"grandmother."

……

In the black gale, scarlet lightning flashed and intertwined like a web. The elements existing in all things in the world were completely rioting at this moment, and the elemental balance of the natural world was broken. High-energy particle flows shuttled through the black clouds, and the friction with the clouds bloomed into countless moving light and shadows like long red dragons.

When a black light appeared, this chaotic scene began to melt away rapidly like ice encountering boiling water. An extremely high energy force violently pushed away all abnormal phenomena.

It was Daguba who took the first step. He stretched out his black palm towards the white warrior in front of him, and an invisible stream of energy surged out along with black light.

There was no ever-changing blending of elements, nor any dazzling brilliance. This was an extremely pure energy attack. The violently surging energy ball was roughly bound together by a stronger control force, shaped into a long column and shot forward.

Along the path of this attack, the space turned into a calm lake surface hit by a huge rock. Ripple-shaped black circular fractures appeared in the space where this energy passed. The resulting spatial cracks were only fleeting, but the storm that was stirred up caused the indestructible top floor tiles of the tower to crack.

The energy level of this attack alone exceeded the endurance limit of this giant tower built by the sacrifice of the ultimate life form, and also exceeded the endurance limit of this world. If this attack hits the surface of the earth, it can go straight through the entire planet.

However, this earth-shattering blow stopped before hitting Zaimokuza. A faint white light spread within a few centimeters in front of him. Black energy waves and shattered space occurred alternately outside the light, but they could not shake the faint light in the slightest.

Within the range of space shrouded by the faint light, the confused elements and various constituent particles are completely different from the world as a whole. Even the conceptual level has been revised, forming an inviolable sanctuary, which is also a new "world" in the true sense.

This is the true power of creation, the supreme power that can open up and create a whole new world, completely surpassing the level of the original ultimate power.

Then Zaimokuza also made a move, a rainbow-colored aurora filled his right fist, and he raised his open palm to point at Daguba who was attacking in front of him, and suddenly clenched his five fingers.

hum-

A rainbow-colored pressure appeared out of nowhere, and the aurora formed a circular curtain with Daguba as the center, shrinking and pressing towards Him.

The floor tiles he stood on burst into dense cracks under the heavy pressure brought by this attack, and then the surface completely collapsed. The floating debris silently disappeared the moment it hit the aurora curtain.

Moreover, the space within the aurora began to twist and shrink rapidly with a "point" as the center. Everything collapsed towards this "point". Pitch-black ripples appeared in the space in a spiral shape, and extremely terrifying pressure and attraction were generated from this "point".

That is a black hole, not a high-energy aggregate simulated by energy, but a real black hole in the astronomical sense. It is the most terrifying celestial body that can only be formed when a super-large star is nearing the end of its life, and the gravity is unbalanced and the core of the star is extremely compressed under heavy pressure!

The power that is enough to create the world is naturally enough to destroy the world. Zaimokuza compressed the power into a small area, creating this black hole with an overall diameter of about two meters.

Located at the center of this black hole is Daguba, whose body is gradually being swallowed by the black hole. His body is stretched and deformed due to the distortion of light in space and is about to be swallowed by the black hole.

"~?"

But as a laugh sounded in the black hole, dark heterogeneous energy erupted from the center. Under the impact of this ultra-high energy power wave, the entire body of this incompletely formed black hole trembled violently.

Three seconds later, the entire black hole expanded and squeezed the surrounding aurora, then quickly shrank inward, and Daguba, surrounded by black evil light, reappeared.

The energy and the black hole disappeared at the same time after the collision. The aftermath was at least comparable to a hydrogen bomb exploding at close range. The ultra-high-energy hurricane immediately dispersed the clouds within a radius of ten kilometers, and the sky, which was no longer obstructed, became clear and cloudless again.

Both parties, whose bodies were surrounded by white and black light, simultaneously lowered their raised hands and did not launch another attack.

Because Zaimokuza and Daguba both realized that attacks like the previous one were meaningless to each other. In terms of body defense, both of them could withstand the black hole and remain alive, and in terms of energy reserves, both of them could be said to be virtually endless.

Fights like the one just now could be repeated until the end of time, and both sides would be forever trapped in an endless cycle of back and forth, with no way of determining the winner.

Now there is only one way to determine victory or defeat.