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by vamer

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Classroom of the elite: The World is an Absolute Game
ElLugarOscuro

Published: 2023
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Ayanokouji Kiyotaka: MONOLOGUE

After destroying that place, I feel nothing, no feeling of joy, sadness, hate, regret, just.

VOID .

All I am is an empty shell with an abyss of darkness within me.
In the first place, did I ever have feelings?

The only thing I can do now is compare my current "me", with my "me", some thirteen years before...

...

Prologue

At 3 years of age, my training began, or the experiment how would I be considered for that man.

The purpose?

Create a perfect human being, a genius among geniuses, to show that genes were not needed specifically, to be a total " GENIUS"

There were 3 generations before me. The first generation consisted of a total of 100 children from the age of 5 to 8 years, perhaps kidnapped, bought, or adopted "that man" and his closest associates would be the only ones who knew his origins.

The training was extremely rigorous every Every week a child died, either from extreme fatigue that a common human would not be able to bear, due to the punishments given by the instructors, killed by mortal blows, killed by bullets in irreversible points, it matters that there was always a child who died inside every week, as an unwritten rule.

The training pushed them to the limit, both physically and mentally, at the end of the experiments 14 were left alive, but they were too mentally injured for him to continue with his life.

All they had left was their speech and physical strength, everything taught academically was forgotten due to extreme effort...

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T hird Person POV

Ayanokōji Atsuomi a person without any talent, whether it's strong, or born genius, the only thing he had going for him is his UNBREAKABLE WILL, and those eyes that would make even the bravest tremble just looking at it.

From the bottom he climbed to the top with a insane effort just to achieve his goal.

He sacrificed everything he had just to achieve it, he managed to create "the white room", a place that was kept hidden in the depths of a mountain, so that the world would not find out about its existence.

The same, it would not be nothing more and nothing less than a means to fulfill his most precious dream.

He managed to get a considerable number of children to start with your his experiment.

"Kill the remaining 14 children, they are garbage, a failed experiment".

Said Atsuomi, also known as Ayanokouji-sensei

"But sir, I excuse my tone, but that is too much. Wouldn't it be appropriate to leave them alive?. since they successfully completed the curriculum, how the physical tests, not counting the fact that they were the only survivors".

Said an instructor, sweating profusely hoping that the person in front of him would not consider it disrespectful. Atsuomi didn't answer, about 50 seconds passed when he suddenly started giving his answer.

"Take me to the room where the garbage is".

The instructor understood what the guy in front of him wanted to say, without wasting any more time he told him to follow him.

"Open the doors".

Said the instructor, when the one-way glass doors opened leaving pass the man, along with some military bodyguards. The atmosphere was tense, until they arrived at what appears to be a classroom with chairs and tables for the students, sitting with desperate faces as if they wanted someone to save them from that hell, every time someone did not respond correctly. , they were going through traumatic torture that you would not wish on any human, being no matter how much hate you have inside of you.

The instructor noticed the visitors and shuddered when he saw Ayanokouji-sensei, he quickly stopped what he was doing and bowed. to the person in question.

"What brings you to this place sir?".

Atsuomi ignored the nervous instructor, set his eyes on the 14 children who apparently had all their fingers broken, turned his head in the instructor's direction and asked him.

"What happened?".

The instructor replied in a shaky tone.

"S-excuse me sir, what happened is that lately you haven't been able to solve the assigned exams, neither the easiest nor the most difficult ones".

Atsuomi calmly asked.

"Any idea why this is happening? ".

"We have no idea, but most likely they are mentally broken, everything they taught was forgotten and they can't process information correctly, the only thing left in their favor is physical strength, which is also wearing out along with their mind...".

The instructor said, hoping that he would not be punished for Ayanokouji-sensei's bad mood, the man simply turned to leave, without first giving his orders to the military that accompanied him.

"Kill everyone in this room".

He said in an intimidating tone, the instructor began to sweat seeing that his life would end here no matter what he did, he didn't want to be an instructor in this place in the first place, they simply threatened him, with ending his family, they say that everything your life flashes before your eyes when you are about to die, and that's what happened.

"Dad, when will you come back? will you come to visit us?"

"My husband, take care, make sure that foreign company doesn't fool you and if it's a real job".

A hhhhh my wife and my only daughter.

"Dad I want to be a detective when I grow up big like mom, and be strong and always smiling like dad".

"ohhh? you don't think mom is stronger than dad huh? I tell you I'm quite a martial artist...".

S aid the girl's mother playfully.

"hahahahahahaha my daughter let me tell you that you inherited the strength and the desire to solve crimes from your mother, but what you inherited from me makes me happy more than anything, it's my always active smile and I'm proud of that".

My daughter, what are you doing now she asked me, when I left her 3 years ago I was 11 years old as happy as ever.

"Daughter, never stop smiling, your smile is beautiful, just smiling would kill many hearts of many young people hahahahahahaha".

"It's okay father, I promise I will never stop smiling, but also promise me one thing..."

"You too will never stop smiling and you will visit me from time to time, and let's travel together, dad, mom, and me".

"Yes, daughter, I promise, I'll visit you on non-work days, and when I finish my one-year job, we'll go on vacation together on a plane trip, it's a promise".

"Remember, father, a promise should not be broken once it is made..."

My daughter said a little insecure, hahahaha it sure is good to be young. Those memories come to mind.

"Don't worry daughter, he didn't plan to break the promise"

Although I was sure that if something bad happened I might not keep said promise, but even so, I didn't expect that these guys would threaten me to be practically their slave...

Tears ran down my eyes.

Hanshichi dear daughter, I couldn't keep any promise made that day...

I wiped away my tears and smiled.

At least I will keep this promise until the end of my days, take care of yourself, my wife Shia, your daughter too Hanshichi.

Tatsuomi went out as if he were out for a walk, shots and screams were heard coming from the room, but none of that mattered to him now.

A failure huh, now we are going with a second generation, I will keep trying no matter how much I have to sacrifice, as long as I get what I want nothing else matters.

As he left the door, he called the guard who was on his turn to take care of the doors.

"Call the cleaning guy to come with his team, to do a deep cleaning of that place".

He said pointing to the white room where he does I was there for a moment.

"Yes sir".

Politely, the guard bowed before going off to do what he was told.

At that moment I hear a bell from his pocket, I take out the phone and answer, hearing what his wife has just told him, he couldn't help but smile, as if he had found something interesting...

So I'm going to have a child ...

She had plans for the child to be born soon but before that she had to make a call.

"Hello, if it's Ayanokouji Atsuomi speaking, I have a job I'd like you to do, you'll take care of my wife once my son is born, make sure you do it well, that there's no trace left, and now as for my son it doesn't matter what whatever you do, don't let him see any color other than white, and bring him to this place "the white room" they will take care of him here".

Atsuomi called his trusted mercenary ordering a ruthless order.

Now son, I hope to see how you grow in this place, if you die it's because you're just trash, but if you survive I'll be sure there's a chance that you are what I was looking to create all this time.

Atsuomi felt a premonition that at last complete his longing wish, but at the same time, he felt a feeling of fear that something could get out of control, but he banished that feeling in the depths of his soul, ignoring the growing danger that it would put in the future, both to the entire white room LIKE THE WORLD ITSELF... . . . . All the other generations were failures, both the second and the third, Atsuomi was not absolutely happy with these results so for the fourth generation, he decided to add his son (Ayanokouji Kiyotaka) but unlike the previous generations this generation would be a thousand times more inhuman, simply no human could survive, any human surviving this generation would simply not be considered a human.

I wanted me to achieve at least one success, at this point Atsuomi, to make this generation more complicated, I add child prodigies, born geniuses, born physical strength, against normal children without any kind of specialty, along with his son (Ayanokouji Kiyotaka) it would be from the normal faction, without any talent.

Atsuomi didn't care if his son died, the only thing he wanted was to fulfill his dream, no matter what he had to sacrifice, his son was nothing more than a sacrifice to him.

He started the experiment again.

with the fourth generation demon.

As Atsuomi expected, the common children without any kind of talent, the prodigies, fell one by one, they kept advancing with great difficulty, but they advanced after all, weeks, months, years passed, and as Atsuomi expected, they only remained in The talented ones stood, but he felt that something was wrong, but again he erased that feeling and continued to visit the place every year to see how the experiment was going. this hellish training would last until the survivors reached the age of 20.

Atsuomi thought

C urrently each of them have already reached the age of 14, let's see if they fail or succeed

Atsuomi decided to leave to return in a year as usual.

After 1 year, Atsuomi came back to see how his experiment was progressing, he saw through the one-way glass.

What he saw puzzled him to the point of almost believing that this was not real.

Standing there was a boy of about 12 years of age, with brown hair, golden eyes that looked like he could pierce your soul just by looking at you.

He was the only one, the other experiments that were a year ago were not there. Atsuomi quickly left for this generation's manager's office.

Which is a man with experience in the realm that he knew the darkness of this world, so he was indifferent to the fact of experimenting with children, when he entered the office what he saw left him in shock, the "in charge" was sitting in his office looking at the ground with a lost look, as if he had seen something terrifying, he was totally scared, Atsuomi was disconcerted because this man himself, is a person who can talk to him, looking straight into his eyes without fear in the least.

But that didn't matter now, Atsuomi wanted to know the situation of why there was only one "common" child among the 34 prodigies that were a year ago.

I call the manager

"Limper, could you explain to me why there is only one experiment out of 34?"

The manager whose name is Limper did not answer and continued to stare at the ground, fearful. Atsuomi couldn't take that anymore, *he slammed the desk* now with his hand on the table he stared at Limper waiting for him to answer.

"Devil... Monster..."

Atsuomi could only hear a practically inaudible mumble from the Limper's mouth.

"Devil? What are you talking about, stay on topic and answer my question"

Atsuomi said in a serious tone.

For the first time since he entered this office, Limper raised his head, his eyes were looking into the distance, he contained a deep fear inside him.

Atsuomi was wondering that she could cause this guy such deep fear.

Limper only said 2 words.

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka"

"..."

Atsuomi felt that something was wrong, he himself thought that his son had already died long ago, it's just hard to believe that a person without any talent survives this generation.

"They are all dead"

Limper said with a dull tone of voice. He began to tell what happened.

"The 33 who passed all the tests, could not stand another year and all collapsed, some died because they were physically destroyed by our military in training, others died unable to bear the mental stress, no one survived..."

Continuous

"Or that's what I thought..."

Atsuomi was confused by what he just said.

"It was time to clean up all the failures, I sent the cleaners to do their job, but when it was time to finish what was assigned, they informed me that there is a survivor, I couldn't believe it, how could a human being resist Up to that point, I contacted an instructor to confirm if what said employee said was true or false, and to my surprise it turned out to be real..."

Limper took a pause before continuing, he was starting to shake more and more.

"I personally went to see it with my own eyes, once I reached the room with a one-way window, I saw a brown-haired boy playing chess, against the best artificial intelligence , never created, the same AI that ended up against the best chess player in the world with only 6 moves, at this point I wondered why they put the AI to face that child, since the other prodigies were put to play against professional chess players, since that AI specifically is on another level of understanding, it's just impossible to win against it, or so I thought."

Atsuomi at this point was elated by his possible dream finally created, Limper continued with his story.

"That monster...
It destroyed the AI with few moves, at that point I didn't know what to think, who it is, I wanted answers, no matter how many times I saw it it was simply impossible to believe it was real, an AI capable of calculating among billions of possible moves of its opponent and the best movement to easily defeat his enemy, with the ability to learn with each game, he lost over and over again against that monster, no matter how many times he faced it, the AI would not win no matter what he did, and to top it off the boy I was yawning from boredom, at that point I was already scared by what we created..."

I stop for a few moments

"Until he saw me, that monster saw me, and-I d-ndidn't know what happened, that glass is one-way, I shouldn't be able to see anyone from inside, but he looked me straight in the eyes, at that moment I felt As if I was witnessing a total catastrophe, I felt afraid, I didn't know what to do so I left that room with fear, far from getting better, it only got worse with everything that could cause that demon if we released it into the world..."

At that moment, Limper was crying, his face a mess, which puzzled Atsuomi, that this guy who saw all the darkness in this world (or at least he thought so) was crying so miserably, he just didn't know what to think.

"Ayanokouji-sensei, kill that monster, before it's too late, please."
Atsuomi thought

T his man who was once proud sank to this point, unfortunately for him I have no intention of doing that, this was the being I was looking to create, my masterpiece, the perfect human

Atsuomi spoke

"I have no intention of doing that, when I see that my masterpiece is almost complete"

Limper was transfixed by what he heard

"You don't understand Ayanokouji-sensei, that child is the devil himself incarnated. You better KILL HIM NOW BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!"

Limper yelled furiously

"I will not do it"

He said in a firm tone
Limper lost hope in everything, minimal sparkle that had been in those eyes vanished.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT
DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT
DAMN DAMN, it's all over..."

He grabbed a metal pen from the desk, and shoved it into his ear over and over and over and over again until the floor was covered in a pool of blood, and he lost his life.

Atsuomi looked at the limp body coldly.
"The weak die, the strong survive..."

He didn't tell anyone specifically.

AYANOKOUJI KIYOTAKA POV

Currently I am 12 years old, I am standing waiting for the instructors, as usual, 59 highly trained soldiers come, with firearms of different sizes and bladed weapons, prepared only to kill me, this is the training I have had since that they realized my presence when the 33 happy " Prodigies " died according to them, but they died not because they were weak, just because they were not strong enough.
Who wrote the rule that:
Genius Mom Genius Dad = Gifted, Prodigious Son, a complete Genius by nature.

There is also the

normal Dad Genius Mom = Genius Son

And vice versa, who said that it will always be like this, in reality it is the percentages , there is a certain probability that your son will be gifted, but they are just that, probability, nothing is 0%, he will always see 1%, it does not matter that always will see a probability between 100%
And who said that normal

mom normal dad = normal son

It is true that this is the maximum probability, but it is just that, a maximum probability, but not absolute, I am an example of that, I was wandering in my thoughts, without realizing it , I already killed all the military, everything white now It has color, a reddish color, my insatiable curiosity only grows every day that I spend in this place, I currently calculate trillions of probabilities of how many years it takes to finish learning everything here, and there is a 99% chance that I will learn everything at 16 years old, and that is where I will leave this place to continue feeding my curiosity for everything I can learn, my plan has been moving since I was 5 years old, I calculated all the possible events that could happen like "that man" ayanokouji Atsuomi, I had to find out his name manipulating some instructors who came to teach the 33 " prodigies " according to my calculations, he will come in 1 minute and 43 seconds THIS IS ME MY TRUE THOUGHTS my motto is IF YOU WANT TO DECEIVE TO SOMEONE DECEIVE YOURSELF

I was waiting for his arrival sitting on the lifeless body of a soldier.

will arrive in
One
two
Three

Someone open the doors, I see a tall man
with sharp eyes, and brown hair approaching me with a smirk on his face.

Who is this person?
I wonder
He had a question mark written across my listless, emotionless face.

She got close enough for us to talk, and then he opened his mouth.

"My masterpiece..."
She said

"My dream is about to come true, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka the perfect human being, the pinnacle of physical strength and intellect"

So "perfect human", calling me a perfect human feels like an insult to me, being perfect is being defective, not being able to improve because you're perfect, just something boring and absurd, I'm not what you consider a perfect being, in my constant time in the fourth generation at the age of 10, I managed to get a skill that coupled with my monster intellect , is a danger, with only my intellect I could execute plans taking into account many events that could happen, in a second I can imagine, 1000 possible events, and so on , coupled with the fact that at the age of 6 I could already beat that monstrous AI, supposedly invincible, I'm even analyzing myself, to check exactly what I am , I already have a theory, but we will leave that for another time, returning to the topic, at the young age of 10 I gained the ability to adapt , I can adapt to any recent event, I have not tried it , and the reason is why I NEVER PER SAY , an example is if someone beats me at chess once, the next game I will win no matter what.

And many more details but for now I will leave it here

Atsuomi gloated with immense joy.

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, keep working like you did all this time, make me, your creator, proud"

At a glance I could see his emotions, his facial expression and movements indicate that he is happy, one of the possible scenarios in this situation is that he is going to want to manipulate me to rule Japan, let's see what he says.

"Masterpiece, you are made to rule Japan, I want to see your progress, don't disappoint me"

She said in a serious tone

Interesting this guy can change his attitude that easy, humans are really interesting

"Rule Japan?"

I will rule Japan

"If Kiyotaka, with your rule Japan will reach new heights, a being like you can do it easily, I don't take it back, YOU WILL DO IT"

"Yes creator, I will do it, I will rule Japan"

I said with you monotone, I ate a robot that gives designated responses.

I will do it

"Good answer, Kiyotaka, call me, Atsuomi"

Atsuomi so that's his name...

"Well I'll leave you for now, I'll be watching you, don't disappoint me"

That man left...

To deceive someone, DECEIVE yourself, no matter who it is, deceiving yourself is essential in a lie, since for the other party it is not a lie, IT IS AN ABSOLUTE TRUTH.

Atsuomi? I already knew your name since I started manipulating the instructors.

I already knew you were coming, as it was just one of zillions of possible scenarios that I foresaw would happen.

Rule Japan? I won't actually do that I have others plans like the fact of satisfying my insatiable curiosity, besides that I have many plans for this WORLD .

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V1 - C1: Serious Mistake

3 years Passed.

That man (Atsuomi) kept monitoring my progress constantly, my actions were convincing enough to make him believe that his blissful perfect existence was powerful to the point of being able to rule Japan and be his successor as he wished, I held back most of the time. Why? there was a chance that the man would consider me a danger, even though he was small, he was still there.

2 years ago when I was peacefully playing chess with supposedly invincible AI, I felt that someone was watching me through the one-way glass, actually several were watching me, but this time I felt a different presence.

I moved my bishop b5

Check

He tried to counter my move by making his own, taking his time, unlike me who responded almost instantly.

I moved my queen h5

Once again he took his time, looking for some kind of cheat executed, but what he didn't know was that... Since this game began, the result WAS WRITTEN IN STONE.

He made the move on him.

yawn*

Machines, they're just machines, huh...

I put my knight in motion xg6

He responded with a defensive move, warding off a possible attack on his queen.

My finishing move.

checkmate

I diverted my gaze towards the place,
where I calculated that the eyes of the new subject were observing.

I looked him into his eyes.

I showed him a few of my future plans.

How he planned to orchestrate everything.

The fact that he is here was anticipated.

I looked at it as nothing more and nothing less than a speck of dust that would soon cease to exist.

No more than a disposable and replaceable pawn.

He froze looking at my golden orbs, trembling.

I decided to induce terror in him, so that he would act as I have planned.
After a while.

He's gone...

Temporarily for the people who were next to the subject.

But permanent for me.

If everything goes according to plan, that guy will warn Atsuomi about my danger and what it could cause.

But...
Based on the attitude that man (Atsuomi) took in creating the room, discarding the unnecessary, sacrificing everything he had just to fulfill his dream of creating the "perfect human".

Most likely he will ignore the
warnings of a simple manager of this generation, seeing how all his pleas are ignored he will commit suicide... If that doesn't happen he will die one way or another, it will be the same result no matter what he does.

One less pawn.

I think he should get another pawn

Even so, although small, she planted a seed of mistrust in that man, but at the same time hope that I was everything he was looking for.

So comparing the percentages
10% mistrust 90% trust.

And if I show him that I will go according to his wishes, he can see a high probability that his distrust will decrease but not to absolute 0, there is no 0, but 1.
From zero to one, there are infinite numbers, if all these infinities are taken into account, depending on which is the largest, infinite to minor, that is, there are infinite probabilities from 0 to 1% but there are infinities even bigger than that...

"Project 4-01, report in"

An instructor called me.

Umm, this voice..., Apparently they changed the instructor again

Sigh*

I will try to cause fewer disasters than usual, the instructors give me training in different areas:
There are those of academic training.

The soldiers who come as always, wanting to kill me with their firearms or with their bare fists, contrary to my expectations, increased instead of decreasing, apparently they had the intention of seeing how monstrous my abilities were, along with the quality and quantity...

There were also the martial artists, all great masters, with many more years of experience than a harmless 15-year-old boy like me.

They also taught me swimming and soccer but...

Realizing that I didn't need any of those lessons because only by watching a match would I correctly absorb the basics and in a few matches move accordingly and learn at a monstrous speed, I see that this is where my self-mastered ADAPTATION is active, I'm curious What else could I learn outside, seeing many combined colors, apart from the always black and white of the books or crimson red of the blood.

Although I have to say that the jet-black armor and weapons of the aforementioned military looks beautiful to look at ) ( Is that my favorite color? I wonder...

Leaving aside my deepest thoughts... This room, the so-called fourth generation has several rooms of their own of considerable size, made exclusively for instructions, there was the swimming and physical room, the room where they measured the physical strength of the whole body, the heart rate, where they measured you academically, shooting room, physical torture room...

Physical torture is effective , but against strong-willed and unbreakable people it takes more than that to break their spirit completely, mental torture would be necessary, for that matter...

For my part, I have completely mastered physical torture, although I'm not a big fan of it... I'd rather break a person mentally than physically, I've been experimenting how to torture a person mentally to the point of not coming back...

How could I break a person mentally?

I searched my photographic memory to see if I could find a book on the subject... I found many, I also began to think of scenarios with whom I could experiment.
I made a hypothesis...

Guinea pigs

That's what I need now and I know where to find them.

mind smile*

Unfortunately I can't smile, it seems I would need to learn that one way or another as it would serve me well in various scenarios.

Well where was I...

Sacrifices for a just cause, feed my curiosity.

I am the only thing that matters, no one else, as long as I win in the end nothing else matters, I will use whoever is necessary for my later purposes.

Winning is everything...

How or with whom did I experiment?

Actually the proper question would be how many mice I experimented on (humans), I had to test my hypothesis so who better than the instructors... I experimented on everyone and every time I broke my guinea pigs they gave up. Before leaving, I gave each of them one last stab.

When they left with the supreme joy of fulfilling their goal of getting away from a kind being like me, which I don't understand because he treated my mice very well.

It isn't true

I said a few last parting words to them.

"See you sensei"

With a cheerful voice and a smile that would have the power to illuminate more than the moon and the sun itself.

Not really, I had the same flat, robotic voice with my emotionless face and golden eyes without a trace of light or emotion.

Every time he said those only three words their complexion turned pale and they were scared beyond belief, running as fast as possible in desperation as if they were running for their lives.

Others fell to their knees crying in despair, and as for those who did not work of their own free will, they had no choice but to commit suicide.

MIND FLASH

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, please, please, please get me away from that thing, th-that m-mmmonstro !!!"

Punch* *Punch* *Punch* *Punch*
*Splash*

He hit his head against the white wall to the point where jets of blood ran from his head at which point in a few seconds he would have a concussion and he would be dead.

His skull would be completely crushed...
He stopped for a few moments and began to scream.

"THIS IS A DREAM, IF IT MUST BE A DREAM PLEASE SOMEONE WHO IT IS ... W-WAKE ME UP FROM THIS HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE, Azumi my wife, please...de... ...spie...help... me..."

He crawled whispering, like a caterpillar, vomiting in the process, after a few seconds he died.

I stared at his lifeless body for a few moments, before turning my back on him and withdrawing.

END OF MIND FLASH

Sigh*

I mentally sighed, wondering if I overdid my experiment a bit.

I guess I'll stop experimenting with my instructors...

Here were a considerable number of so-called "Prodigies", but now I am here.
Only... Ahhh I feel very lonely.

Not really

He asked me if today is the day that man (Atsuomi) decided to add the fifth generation survivors here so that they can finish his instructions as so-called successes.

I am currently leaving my room, to comply with my training regimen.
Upon entering a white classroom similar to a normal school as seen in books, I found something interesting...
Apart from 1 single chair and table for the only student that is me.
There were 25 tables and chairs for other students.

just as expected
"P-401. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, you may have doubts about what happens with those desks that shouldn't be here, well the fact is that Mr. Ayanokouji-sensei decided to use this place to continue raising the fifth generation, since the separate place where they were, will be put for the sixth generation project... Mr. Ayanokouji-sensei informed me to warn you not to cause any trouble, any questions you have, do not hesitate to inform me, I will be here to help you as far as possible"

Apparently this instructor is kinder than the previous ones.

I moved to my desk and sat down, busy playing against myself chess... After a few minutes the missing children entered, according to their height, body proportion and their walk I calculated that they would all be approximately 14 years old.

There were girls and boys, apparently they are quite sociable and in the field of expressing feelings openly they were good, although due to their micro-expressions one could find fault with their friendly attitude.

Clearly they are acting

Although the fact that they have feelings is real... I could see hate in the eyes of some and adoration in the eyes of others.

A girl with strawberry pink hair and pigtails approached me.

"Senpai~ are you who I think you are?"
She said she with some stars in her eyes
Apparently I'm famous... I have several paths I could choose...

I will use the more difficult way, since the easy is boring.

I would also like to have a little fun.

"Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, could you beautiful lady give me her name instead?"

Let's go with this.

"Ara ara Kiyotaka-senpai, you are quite the gentleman as I expected from the so-called masterpiece"

She said with a seductive smile, ignore the fact that she called me by my first name without asking me if she could do that.

mind sigh*

"Ichika Amasawa, at your service senpai~"

He gave me his hand, which I received with great pleasure, and then turned his head in the direction of a boy with brown hair and green eyes and called out to me, who came closer.

"Amasawa-san I see that he is talking to the person you admire"

He said she with a hint of mockery in her voice before turning to me.

"Hello, I'm Takuya Yagami feel free to call me by my name if you don't mind"

He gave me his hand which I respectfully accepted.

"Kiyotaka Ayanokōji, nice to meet you Ichika and Takuya"

I said with my usual monotone voice.

Takuya Yagami huh, this guy hates me to the core
"Let's get along Ayanokōji-san"

"However you say Takuya-kun"

Everyone sat down after my interaction with these two pawns.

"Now now, 4-01 you may not know me so I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Issey Kaito, feel free to call me whatever you want I taught this fifth generation elsewhere before moving everyone here"

The instructor comes from the fifth generation, that explains the difference from the instructors who normally taught here, this smiling guy is very forgiving.

I would not be surprised if in the case of academic teaching there were no deaths and for that reason he did not witness the death of innocent children.

I wonder if most of the instructors teaching the fifth generation were similar.

I'll have to teach you something interesting while you're here.

All the children sat with their fake smiles and received the instructions calmly, this is nothing like what I went through... This is similar to typical lessons in normal schools.

2 weeks later

The smiling instructor taught as usual.

Those of the fifth generation were quite sociable, cheerful sometimes putting on fake smiles other times expressing genuine smiles, the haters I don't know approached me because of their growing hatred and envy, except for Yagami Takuya.

Those who adore me, I don't know, approach me because they don't think they are worthy of talking to me, except for Ichika Amasawa.

Thursday December 10:

I was bored so to distract myself a bit, I had a little fun analyzing the personality, strength and weakness of each one.

The instructor continued to take the exams, he gave us 10 sheets with 10 questions each, I finished solving everything in about 3 minutes and 24 seconds, I looked around and apparently my rabbits haven't finished yet.

It's the moment...

Test subjects, check.

Scenarios, check.

I placed my two elbows on my desk and put them in a position that supports my head, I put my chin between my hands and closed my eyes.

I set up a mental chessboard.
I placed the pieces corresponding to the enemy team, unlike me, who only had white pawns at my disposal, and the supposed king.

The time has come for me to sacrifice my pawns to destroy the most valuable pieces of the enemy team, leaving their king aside.

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:

Friday December 11

The instructor entered the study room to deliver another test, as usual.

When he got to the door, he opened it preparing to give his typical welcome to the children, but what he saw left him paralyzed.

All the children were killing each other.
Some carried a weapon.

Others killed each other with a bare fist.
He didn't say a word because of the sinister spectacle he just witnessed.

"W-what's s-happening, b-b--please stop"

The instructor tried to end this by asking them to please stop what they were doing, the children slowly turned their heads sinisterly to see the instructor... The instructor thought that this would be enough, they would listen and resume their training as usual.

Could not be farther from the truth.
Being in bewilderment, the instructor did not think, how is it suspicious that these children are fighting with each other when the large number of soldiers and guards nearby would be able to stop this.

That was his mistake.

The children continued with their aggression.
The instructor (Issey) took a step back...

When he saw it.

A brown-haired boy with golden eyes, witnessing this scene with great interest, was sitting on the chair and desk where the instructor is supposed to be, had his legs crossed and drank something that appears to be tea.

In addition there were 2 children who were not in the crossfire, they were sitting meekly in their respective seats with their heads down, one with brown hair, green eyes, and a girl with strawberry red hair and two pigtails.
At that moment he remembered a warning from a friend of his that he was teaching here in the fourth generation.

" Be careful with the demon with brown hair and golden eyes, I recommend for your safety that you never be locked in the same place with th-that demon, you don't want to see what he is capable of "

His friend was serious in everything he did as he did not have a loving family waiting for him at home, he lived alone and he took his job seriously.

He said those words before saying goodbye to Issey, but he didn't tell her where the supposed demon was.

So this is the devil huh

Issey thought

The demon got up from the place where he was sitting.

He walked slowly but calmly towards the door that was on the instructor's back, past the instructor... he stood still next to the instructor, looked over his shoulder at him and spoke.

"What do you think sensei, of the previously smiling superficially happy children killing each other"

Issey shifted his gaze from him to the brown-haired, golden-eyed boy, the supposed demon, and answered.

"Why?"

An almost inaudible whisper

"What do you mean by that sensei?"

"You... I ASKED YOU WHY THE FUCK DID YOU CAUSE THIS?"

Issey lost his temper yelling at the demon that was evading his question.

"I wasn't the one who caused this sensei, why do you blame me...May I know the reason?"

"You asked me what I think about this, and you're the only one watching all of this calmly, sitting like a king, as if this is all a play...YOUR FUCKING SOCIOPATH..."

sigh*

The boy sighed, apparently disappointed.

"So that is your reason for assuring that I was the perpetrator of what is currently happening huh"

The boy shook his head from left to right gently, pity in his eyes.

"WHO ELSE COULD BE IF NOT YOUR SON OF A BITCH, A MOUNSTRO LIKE YOU SHOULD NOT EXIST..."

Issey said those words apparently annoyed, he was a kind guy to the point of being called naive behind his back, so in reality those weren't his true thoughts, his mind was a mess from everything he said. It was happening.

Issey lived in a troubled family, his father was an alcoholic every time he came drunk he became aggressive to the point of hitting his wife (Issey's mother) Issey was not brave enough to defend his mother for fear of what might what his father would do to punish him, when he came drunk, Issey would lock himself in his room listening to his mother's screams when she was beaten.

" YOUR DAMN WIFE , YOU ARE NOT GOOD FOR ANYTHING, I DO NOT CARE WHERE YOU GET MONEY FROM EVEN IF YOU SELL YOUR DISGUSTING BODY, BRING MONEY FOR ME I NEED IT MORE THAN YOU"

*Punch* *Punch* *Punch*

When no more noise was heard Issey went downstairs to see if his father had already left, when he came down from his room, what he found was.

The bloody, lifeless body of his mother and his father, with a knife stuck in his father's chest and his mother's bleeding head.

The two were lifeless.

Issey blamed himself all his life for what happened, he had no other option but to go to therapy so as not to be tormented by what happened in the past... He wondered what would have happened if he had helped his kind mother, or had called the police before all this had happened.

The past should not be used to torment yourself or stagnate, it should be used to improve, and think clearly so as not to make the same mistake twice.

He promised himself that if he saw something similar he would stop it and not be the same coward he was back then.

He made a serious mistake.

The mistake of giving him all the information the demon needed indirectly.

"Sensei... Let me ask you a simple question, you see these -students- according to your thoughts, why do you see these children as students you have to teach... How many were there at the beginning?"

The young man's question puzzled Issey. He didn't understand why he was asking that question in this situation, but he felt the need to answer for some unknown reason.

"In the beginning there were a total of 100 children that I had to teach"

answered something questionable

"100 kids huh, a lot of kids if you ask me... where are the rest huh sensei?"

The boy said with a playful tone that was not typical of him because a few days ago he only had his apathetic tone of voice.

"The manager informed me that they moved to another place where they could learn in a better way separated from the rest because they were different since they were not as intelligent as those who are now"

The boy put a finger on his chin, as if he was thinking about something... After that he replied

"Are you sure that's true sensei?"

Issey was hesitating to answer as he wasn't sure he'd been fooled.

"Sensei, may I know how many children you failed for not acting according to what this supposed school said?"

Issey responded nervously scared feeling a bad premonition.

"I-I failed those who were below the standards here approximately 50 students..."

He felt that something was wrong, if he failed 50 what happened to the others...
The demon child replied

"50 children murdered indirectly by nothing more and nothing less than Issey sensei congratulations"

Said the boy clapping with apparent amusement.

"W-w-what do you mean I killed those kids!?"

The boy cocked his head as if he was disappointed in Issey's ability to take in and transform information.

"-Ignorance kills peoples, that is why it is necessary to kill ignorance - The creator of that phrase José Martí, a Cuban national hero, poet and politician... Right now I will kill that ignorance of yours and I will open your eyes to the truth"

The demon was silent for a few seconds to let Issey think and connect the dots of what the boy meant by killing the 50 students I failed...

Moment.

He began to worry when everything began to take shape in his mind.

Why did they tell me that it is not necessary to ask their name and call these students with nicknames like -Project 4-01-?

Why didn't they allow me to talk to my acquaintances about the fact that I work in a school where the walls, notebooks, tables, practically everything is white?

What were the other rooms where I was not allowed access to?

The demon took him out of his thoughts with a sentence.

"Killer"

Issey widened his eyes, desperate for that word that he would never believe he would hear from an innocent 15 year old, he was terrified that all the boy's words are true, Issey prayed in the depths of his soul that everything the boy said was false even though he himself knew that this was not possible.

"The place where you work is made to create geniuses, sacrificing the weak and letting the strong rise that's how the place where you taught works, the 50 children failed by sensei are dead... What do you think of that sensei?"

It seemed to Issey that time had stopped, if all that was true.

Everything that happened in the past was repeated again but this time due to their ignorance and naivety.

She lost all sparkle in her eyes, her typical smile disappeared completely.

He fell to his knees, as if the strings of a puppet had been cut.

"What did I do"

He whispered those empty words, while his body began to tremble remembering his past events, over and over again, he murdered again... he couldn't understand what he did to deserve such a punishment.

He started to cry remembering vague memories of his doting mother.

Of the children that he failed crying, for some reason that he was unaware of at that time.

"They fooled me"

He felt all the weight that comes with being a murderer. He knew that he wasn't to blame, but he was at the same time to blame for being ignorant.

"An ignorant person can be much more cruel than a real murderer because they don't realize what their actions cause, they could kill millions of people but for those ignorant people who have no idea what they did, they would live their normal lives as a respectable human being when they should be listed with nothing more than MURDERERS"

The demon said in a ruthless manner.

"Sensei... NOBODY MAKES THE SAME MISTAKE TWICE: THE SECOND TIME IS A CHOICE"

Each word of the devil opened one and another and another wound.

Issey was crying miserably for all of his actions committed to him.

"You don't even have the courage to stop this... You are a coward who cries miserably while your precious students kill each other, YOU ARE A COWARD"

Issey heard the most painful word that he never wanted to be labeled with, (Coward) raised his head where without realizing it, all the students were dead.
He made the same mistake again...
He was always a coward.

Those were Issey's thoughts.

The demon calmly walked over to one of the bodies of the dead children.
He raised a knife that was covered in crimson blood...he walked slowly towards Issey.

Issey was completely broken, destroyed... The demon approached until I was in front of the miserable instructor.

He reached out his hand.

"Give me your hand, sensei... Do you want to end this suffering, right? I'll help you with that, just take my hand"

Issey, who was mentally destroyed, had no way of thinking that it would be a serious mistake to take the hand of the devil himself.

I grasp the hand of the devil himself.

Since he accepted his hand his tragic fate was decided.

Issey stood up, and looked at the demon's golden orbs.

His eyes reflected curiosity.

Not curious to know what will happen.
Since he knows what will happen, they are all his theater actors following a pre-established script.

He was curious to see how his theater would play out in a place other than his mind.

He wanted to witness his actors.

How a person who reads a book and is curious as to what he would look like with the specific actors performing his play.

"Sensei, ignorance is one of the greatest sins that a human being could commit... What do you think, sensei? How many more people could be victims of your naivety?"

The demon extended the knife towards Issey and handed it over.
Which meekly received the knife without any resistance.

"Don't you think it's time to end this cycle of death for everyone?... You can end all this suffering, the choice is yours, just like the (second time, Sensei)"

Issey nodded.

"Mom, I hope you forgive me for not being able to learn from my mistakes and being a filthy murderer, I hope to at least see you for one last time, since I made a deal with the devil I doubt I can accompany a kind person like you my mother"

He dropped one last tear from his eyes, farewell to no one in particular.

He collapsed to the ground.

He stopped shaking, he stopped crying, he was finally free...

The demon walked away from the lifeless body, without first saying a few words.

"Fooled to the end huh, how pitiful "

He approached the 2 children who were still alive.

Ichika Amasawa and Takuya Yagami...

AYANOKOUJI KIYOTAKA POV

"Atsuomi tomorrow, I will give you a welcome that you will never forget, wait for it..."

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What plans do you think Ayanokōji Kiyotaka might have for those two?

Was the fact that they survived a coincidence?

How did Kiyotaka manage to destroy the fifth generation?

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V1 - C2: Permanent Pawn

The Woman, the Dragon and the Child

And a great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and a crown of twelve stars on her head;
she was pregnant, and she was screaming, being in labor and having labor pains.

Then another sign appeared in heaven: behold, a great red dragon having seven heads and ten horns, and on his heads were seven diadems.

His tail swept a third of the stars in the sky and hurled them down to the earth. And the dragon stood before the woman who was about to give birth, in order to devour her son when she gave birth.

She gave birth to a male child, who is to rule all nations with a rod of iron; and her son was caught up to God and to his throne.

The woman fled into the desert, where she had a place prepared by God, to be sustained there, for one thousand two hundred and sixty days.

Then there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon. And the dragon and his angels fought,
but they could not win, nor was a place found for them in heaven.

The great dragon was thrown, the old serpent called the Devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was thrown to the earth and the angels from him were thrown with him...

...

he 15 year old teenager with brown hair and golden eyes approached the 2 seated children.

-How long are they going to stay still like statues?

he said in his typical monotone voice.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He was in front of the two at one point, the children in question were rolling their eyes processing all this performance (Play according to Kiyotaka) they witnessed.

After a moment they focused their gazes in its direction, the first to speak was the naive boy with a certain aversion towards Kiyotaka.

-I didn't think you were so ruthless, up to this point... What exactly is going through that twisted brain of yours?

Yagami whispered, a tone of fear and anger in his voice.

-Ruthless?... What exactly are you talking about, Yagami Takuya? -Kiyotaka said-.
I was not the one who murdered these humble souls.

Ichika stared at the exchange, unsure whether to express her opinion on the matter, or remain silent...

He opted for the latter.

-You weren't the one who murdered them, you say?

-Yes, exactly. They died by their own stupidity.

-Damned!!!

Takuya in his outburst tried to grab the demon in front of him by the neck.
However Ichika stopped him before it's too late.

-Enough Yagami, you can't beat him. -Ichika stepped between Kiyotaka and Takuya-.
Didn't you see what Kiyotaka-senpai is capable of!?

Ichika, aware of the danger Takuya was putting himself in by attacking the brown-haired monster, stopped him moments before he threw his life into a garbage can for letting himself be carried away by that same emotion that caused the deaths of those who previously occupied the seats. now empty around you.

Takuya calmed down, understanding that no matter what he did he would never be able to touch a measly hair from the aforementioned person.

-Takuya Yagami, Amasawa Ichika, -Kiyotaka said with a tone of pity in his voice-. What do you think about the now deceased Issey-sensei?

-That...?

-He...?

Takuya and Ichika were both confused and irritated by that question.
To them Issey was a great instructor unlike the others, who treated them like nothing but trash.

Issey was a great person, both Takuya and Ichika were very fond of him, they saw him as a father...
For this reason, seeing him being ruthlessly and coldly deceived by that demon, they burned with anger, but at the same time a fear emerged within them.

-A naive person, along with a naive goal (overcoming his past) and not being the same coward he was back then, very interesting, don't you think?

-...

Ichika stood silent contemplating what the golden eyed demon in front of her was about to reveal.

-Get over her past...?

Ichika gave a question in response.

-His past, don't you know?... Oh right, you were locked up here all your life, it's obvious that you can't know unless he tells you his story.

-His story...?

-Yes. Her story of the death of her parents that she witnessed at the tender age of 10...

The demon in front of them recounted Issey's past in great detail as if she had been on the scene and observed the incident itself.

-Unfortunately, forensics and the detectives in charge of the case determined that the death of the mother was due to a concussion, for the death of the father they intuited that he died for the woman as a last desperate attack he stuck a kitchen knife into his chest before to faint and bleed to death -he continued telling the story in detail until he finished, to later reveal something shocking- There were many unknowns how... Why were the woman's fingerprints not found on said knife? Why was microscopically sized broken glass found in the mother's head, when in fact no glass bottle was found at the scene? What is the reason that the woman's body had superficial wounds along her face, but she died from a well-aimed blow to the head?

-You... How could you know the history of him!? And what is your purpose in telling us all this.

The experiments won't let us out and you're no exception - Takuya said with a touch of impatience, beginning to think that Kiyotaka was treating him like an idiot.

-That's right Takuya, I never left this place, but that didn't stop me from creating his story.

( Creating his story). These simple words send a chill down my spine. I have no idea why I feel sick at the thought of those 3 seemingly harmless words.

Kiyotaka banished those thoughts deep in his mind to continue his pleasant conversation.
-You say you created his story?

-Exactly, as an artist makes a drawing, no matter how grotesque it is, it will continue to be a work of art depending on the perspective, like an author who writes his stories, not because they are tragic will they stop being fascinating.

-Tragic? Grotesque? Stop talking shit and get straight to the point dammit!!!

-You'll see, Takuya-san, I was the one who created the instructor who was treated as a father.

-How!?. You...-Ichika can't stand being silent anymore and she decided to speak.

-You created it...

Takuya remained silent beginning to connect everything mentioned by the young man in front of him to have a better understanding of what he wanted to say.

-The fact that you have feelings, you two, doesn't it seem strange?

-Feelings?

Ichika puzzled answered with a question.

-Yes -said the devil, looking directly into his soul- Admiration on your part and some boys and girls of those previously alive and the same goes for Takuya with the difference of feeling to a deep hatred... First of all his suffering It wasn't enough to take away her emotions. Why?. Well why did Issey-sensei have a pure and kind soul to the point of being dangerously naive -he continued, touching his own chest as a reference- They were not allowed to talk about the other trainings they did, sometimes they suffered and cried... -He placed his fingers rubbing his eyes, imitating the movement of a crying child- But you had Issey-sensei for you, right? Although he himself did not know what they were really going through, he did not hesitate to give sincere support, for that reason they did not lose the thing that characterizes a human being, (his emotions of him)

Takuya remained silent waiting for him to continue.

-They became highly manipulable, you witnessed how I exploited their emotions against them, right?

Kiyotaka said, looking directly into his eyes as if forcing him to remember what happened before Issey entered the classroom.

-You... You showed us supposed documents that write our history before we were in this room as experiments, you showed us videos about teenagers laughing with their happy happy families above all... Free. -Takuya answered with a thoughtful tone- many videos showed how happy the children are out there... Compared to the documents shown that contained sad, ruthless and tragic stories of what happened to the happy families that once had the children of here. that you told were tragic and at the same time.

Kiyotaka inched closer to Takuya Yagami and forced him to continue looking straight into his eyes showing a speck of the darkness that resided in those beautiful yet dangerous golden eyes.

Yagami started to tremble, but he wasn't allowed to keep quiet right now.

-Those who hated you couldn't stand everything you were showing anymore, some began to cry because he was once taken away from him by his FAMILY, FREEDOM AND HAPPINESS. Envy blossomed in others seeing how the children from the outside can enjoy their lives without worrying about being forced to be the strongest in order to live... -he was silent for a few seconds and then began to breathe heavily and continued- until that one of them tried to attack only to be stopped by one of your admirers... It all started from that moment...

-Do you realize Takuya? I was not the one who killed these poor boys, they died because they decided so...

... .

I only gave him the most effective means

Kiyotaka thought internally.

Walking a distance away from Takuya, she heard him speaking in a much more annoying tone.

-You... You placed 8 bladed weapons and 6 firearms on the table, waiting for what would obviously happen in that situation where both sides were burning with...

Kiyotaka interrupted him in the middle of his sentence.

-With confused emotions right, Takuya?... -continued, the monster narrating Takuya's thoughts as if it were reading his mind- They were confused up to that point, the emotions of hate and adoration were no longer alone... they found other conflictive ones almost at the same level as hatred itself and these are...

Ichika spoke, before Kiyotaka continued, thus showing that Ichika was suspicious of what the brown-haired youth was about to say.

-C-confusion, nostalgia, fear, horror, sadness -Ichika continued somewhat surprised by the aforementioned amount- envy, astonishment, anxie... So many feelings in a few minutes? How can this be possible...

Ichika commented anxiously at how many emotions shot up in just a few short minutes.

Kiyotaka continued to talk to him.

-You see why I say that emotions are a double-edged sword... It is dangerous for those who do not have enough emotional intelligence, no matter how genius you are, as long as you do not have what has already been mentioned, the only thing you will achieve is that your condition Go from a thinking and logical individual when acting and transform to such a degree that your judgment is affected.

From the moment sadness, hate, adoration collided with the other emotions, the least patient emotion began to explode, which is hate, to then receive help from those who admire me to the point of giving their lives to protect me ( his source of worship)

He thought superficially, Kiyotaka then continued.

-The only thing I did was stoke the fire a bit -Kiyotaka answered cutting off Takuya who tried to open his mouth at that moment- obviously those with a weapon would have a greater advantage so everyone except you two didn't hesitate to go at full speed to intercept one of the weapons planted by me.

They performed perfectly as expected

He claps his hands, Kiyotaka inwardly then continues the conversation by addressing the beautiful scarlet-haired girl with two pigtails.

-Ichika, what did I tell you two the day before this happened?

Ichika widened her eyes as she remembered the words once spoken by Kiyotaka.

-You two... Stay still no matter how the fire brushes against your skin... -Ichika replied understandingly about what she meant that time- So that's it huh...

-Yes. Very good job to both of you staying still and not intervening... Now... -Kiyotaka took a few steps closer to Ichika- Ichika you felt when my admirer and my attacker clashed.

Ichika thought for a few seconds, when she decided to answer the demon's question.

-It was dangerous, any of the two who had a weapon in his hands would kill even his accomplices...

-Good answer Ichika, I bet you two also felt an impulse to protect yourself as best as possible by grabbing some of the weapons offered by me or am I wrong?

Ichika couldn't deny that, at that moment he sensed "imminent danger" he would naturally try to protect himself with the best available at that moment.

-"Love is the strongest of the passions because it attacks the head, the heart and the body at the same time" the same happens with hate but to a greater extent

said the demon turning to Takuya who was immersed in thoughts of the.

-Or not? Takuya?

-...-

Takuya was silent waiting for the next words of the demon with golden eyes.

-Now going back to the topic of Issey-sensei, actually I was the one who created the story of him starting with the death of his father and mother indirectly.

He continued speaking in his usual monotone voice as if what he just said was nothing more than "normal".

-You did that...

-What the fuck...

The two were left in disbelief by what they just heard, as planning up to this point shouldn't be possible even considering Kiyotaka claimed to never leave the white room.

-Let me explain part of my thoughts...

At the age of 5 I thought of a possibility that this man (Atsuomi) would create a fifth and even sixth generation to create his supposed "Perfect Human", so to begin with I needed to find 1 permanent pawn of the fifth generation, since it would not be possible from the sixth generation due to various events that will occur soon (exactly tomorrow) -the demon remained silent for a few seconds waiting for any doubt, but they were stunned in silence so he decided continue- an instructor had fallen in love with my skills so I planted a seed of trust and loyalty towards me in him, time passed... And the planted seed began to germinate, I began to give him basic orders such as manipulating my documents so that they did not be noticeable for as long as possible, he succeeded so I made him my pawn...

I told him that he will find a random friend of his who has a 10-year-old son and has a highly problematic family.

And that's where he found it...

He stopped moments before Takuya started to speak.

-Y-you ordered him to kill his family...

-Good Takuya. You understand quickly, that's what I did, I left it up to him how he should kill them without leaving any evidence against him... Even if I failed, he would never reveal my name because he knows what I'm capable of but it still doesn't hurt be cautious, so create some countermeasures in case you fail.

Kiyotaka went on to tell the story of how he ordered the murder of an innocent family, without any hint of guilt.

He was silent for a few seconds until Ichika couldn't take it anymore and he broke the silence.

-senpai. Are you telling me that he was the one who gave you all the documents and that recorder that you presented to everyone an hour ago?

-If Ichika is correct and looking at your bewildered and confused face, I bet you're thinking why I left 2 of you alive, when I was supposed to only get one pawn. Well it's time to explain...

After a few moments she said something shocking

-I want you two to be my most reliable pawns they say.

Ichika and Takuya were stunned by what the guy in front of him just told them as if this was the natural order of things.

-Re crazy...

Takuya exclaimed with a hint of anger.

-Senpai I wouldn't mind being your pawn, but you scare me... Just a little.

Ichika replied trembling with a bit of terror in his eyes.

The demon in question approached Ichika ignoring the angry Yagami until they were face to face.

AMASAWA ICHIKA POINT OF VIEW

-Senpai I wouldn't mind being your pawn, but you scare me... Just a little.

I said with an almost inaudible whisper, but I'm sure Kiyotaka-senpai heard my words.

I was shaking, in fact, who wouldn't shake or pee their pants at what Kiyotaka-senpai just revealed, all of his meticulously planned plans of his to the point of bordering on absurdity is totally insane...

At the moment I heard everything I thought.

He is the devil himself

It's true that it annoyed me when I indirectly kill everyone in this room (my friends, including Issey-sensei who we consider our father because of his affectionate treatment) But I was still faithful and loyal to him, I didn't understand why since it was supposed to start to hate him for everything he did just a week after arriving here, but I couldn't...

Since I was little, when they told me the stories about the progress of the masterpiece, my eyes shone with a fervent desire, since I admired that person who, although he was in a room full of skilled prodigies, was the only one who survived.

From that moment I wanted to one day get to know him and be closer to the person I admired from the depths of my being, when we were informed that me and "the cult of the perfect being" will soon be transferred to the fourth generation room, As the group that idolized and loved Kiyotaka-senpai was called, we were overjoyed to meet who we loved so much...

And that's how it all turned out...

All dead except for my presence and Yagami's.

I was hesitating, whether to trust Kiyotaka-senpai.

When a human being witnesses something absurd that would not be possible, or they would reject it and run away as quickly as possible in terror.
Or they would love it and be as close as possible with curiosity to learn from the absurd.

I wonder what decision she would make... One false step and she would be destroyed along with the guy next to her.
All those thoughts occurred in a split second as the demon stood face to face inches away from me.

-Ichika, don't you trust me?... -Kiyotaka-senpai said with a sad voice and a slight tinge of concern in his eyes, before continuing- You see... I did all this with two purposes, can you imagine what are they?

He asked me that question as if he wanted me to search my mind for the reason for all his actions...

Wait... Now that I think about it, why did he leave the two of us alive when he actually mentioned wanting only one permanent pawn before, every time I look for answers more unknowns are created.

Calm down Ichika think calmly about the events that occurred ...

The...

I don't kill Yagami for myself...

He didn't want me to feel sad since Yagami despite the hatred he had for Kiyotaka-senpai was one of my closest friends if not the only one.

-I want to free you -he said with a nostalgic tone, stepping back and then looking at the two of us- I... You see, I have a dream... I want to fix this corrupted world and create a new one where we can live together, without war and without death felt like it happened right now... I had to do this to be able to free them and give me their help by becoming my pawns to achieve my ambitious goals...

Kiyotaka-senpai sounded a bit distant, as if he was gradually breaking down as he mentioned his future plans, I didn't want to continue seeing my beloved senpai in that state so I decided to speak, asking a little about what freeing us had to do with the massacre that occurred in this white room, now mixed with red, and smelling somewhat iron from the blood scattered everywhere along with the bodies.

-S-senpai so you did all this for us but how do I help by killing everyone here?

I asked in a nervous tone, my earlier fear dispelled as if I had never been there in the first place.

Weird

-Before orchestrating all this, stealthily kill everyone who was inside and outside this room, without first letting few of them call my father to inform him about what was happening.

His tone was shaky and determined at the same time.

He began to tell me his father and son story with a tone of fear and some tears coming out of his beautiful golden orbs.
This was his father the creator of this whole "clean room" mess.

He really did all of that for me.

I couldn't help but marvel at how he trusted me with his story and his plan without mistrusting me in the slightest.

He looked at me with teary eyes that looked like a cat's, apologizing for what he did.

Pretty

I decided to trust him and fulfill his long-awaited dream since nothing would make me happier in the world than working with senpai.

-Senpai, sorry for mistrusting you after everything you did for me, can we go back to acting like we did?

I said with puppy dog eyes, hoping that senpai would blush a little because of my attractiveness, although I doubted it...

He blushed...

I shook my head to see if this was real or a dream. If it appears to be real, it's completely red as a beetroot.

Hehehehehe

I caught you senpai.

Well Ichika you did it

You managed to make the almost expressionless senpai blush.

I decided to tease him a bit.

-What's wrong senpai~ Is this cute girl (me) captivating you with just one look? You should be more careful senpai~ I don't want some cunning girl to take advantage of you~ hehehehe
Hey?... ..
.

He returned his typical apathetic expression,'sigh'

Senpai played it one day you will be mine hehehehehe

Casual and comforting thoughts went through my head.

Well let's get back to the matter at hand I got serious and the same thing happened with senpai.

Oh right...

Yagami...

-Where is Yagami?

I said in disbelief, was she so deep in my thoughts that she deliberately ignored Yagami?

This is troublesome...

This guy hates senpai to the core there's no way they'll work together.

I turned to senpai, I was about to open my mouth when he cut me off speaking in my place.

-We already shook hands, I don't accept being my pawn but he decided to help me as long as I don't destroy his life. He should already know what happens to those who try to attack me.

So they already went to work together huh...

Although I don't think Yagami would give up easily, I think he is taking the sentence into consideration.

"Keep your friends close but your enemies even closer"
I have the slightest suspicion that he took advantage of this to attack senpai...

Senpai took my feelings into consideration by not attacking Yagami since he considered him the only one close to me, but now...

-Senpai, I agree to be your permanent pawn, I will carry out your orders according to your aforementioned ambitions, so now you are my king, I hope I don't disappoint you senpai~ we will be working together from now on.

I stretched out my hand for a handshake, senpai responded to my actions, and I took the devil's hand.
Even if he orders me to kill Yagami, I wouldn't hesitate to do it since it would be my beloved senpai's orders.

That was the moment of the pact with the demon himself, but I didn't care as long as I'm useful to senpai I could even be promoted to queen, to always be by the side of my king.

Hehehehehehe yes I am a little devil

AYANOKOUJI KIYOTAKA POINT OF VIEW
I shook Ichika's hand, agreeing to the agreement between us, I have insurance so that she doesn't dare try to betray my trust.

Although I am 99% sure that she will be devoted to me from now on, it wouldn't hurt to make her even closer to me (A human being who is ruthless when necessary and wants to fix this rotten world)
The first could be true but the second...

... .

I said goodbye to Ichika without before giving her a paper from her being with indications of what she would have to do, give her something she will need later and my first orders.

My first move for my pawn.

-Ichika, tomorrow will be the time when we finally get rid of these white walls. What do you think about it?

Hearing my words, Ichika brought her soft cherry-colored lips closer to my ear and spoke seductively, while her breath tingled every time she opened and closed her mouth.

-No matter where she is, as long as she feels that we will be close and working together is enough for me, my dear king~

She took a few steps back and then gave me the most beautiful and brilliant smile I've seen so far.

-I'm sorry to disappoint you but we won't be close for at least 3 years. But I'll keep in touch with you that's for sure.
I said forming my best possible smile so far.

I'll have to get better at this smile department 'sigh'

Ichika pouted after informing her that I won't be with her for about 3 years.

Pretty

-Well, well senpai I know you have your reasons but don't forget to communicate with me from time to time -he said after turning to a more serious tone- and don't you dare have a girlfriend behind my back senpai~ I won't let you be unfaithful to me.

She said this last with a tone of pride and playfulness.

However since when we are dating I wonder...

Well I'll leave her with her weird nonsense ramblings of hers.

Now back to what she had to do.

-Here Ichika -I took a card from my left pocket along with a USB- You two are full blown geniuses so I think I won't need to explain about the card and the USB...

From my upper pocket I took out a piece of paper folded in 2 that contained the instructions for his first orders.

-In that paper are the instructions on what you will do with that USB, make sure you are absolutely careful not to be discovered -continue with a serious tone- and make sure you tell Takuya not to do anything unnecessary until I personally send him his orders .

I paused for a while to make sure he had clearly grasped the information I provided him.

-Now don't read the paper until you two are out of this place.
Go back to your room to sleep to prepare for tomorrow, in your room you will find a document where the preparations for your actions tomorrow will be, and inside will be your respective identification card, as you already know it is a forgery. But don't worry about it it's perfectly done just trust me Ichika...

Logically I also handed Takuya his identification along with the details of his movement for tomorrow.

I waited in silence to force her to talk about whether the trust she has in me is real or false, since it will be necessary for what is to come.

-Yes senpai, I decided to trust you since I agreed to work with you. What kind of pawn would I be, if I don't have confidence, a skillful king~

She said she with her usual playful attitude

"'sigh'"

I didn't detect a trace of a lie, so it should be fine.

-Ichika listen clearly and carefully to what I'm going to tell you right now -I changed my monotonous tone to a serious one and colder than usual, to which Ichika got scared and gave a little jump.

pretty

-No matter what you hear about me, even if they say I'm dead or about to die, trust me I won't die no matter what happens, even if you witness my own death, doubt your senses, don't believe in logic. I believed in my Ichika Amasawa and together we will change this rotten world...

Let's go with this.

Make him believe that I want to change a filthy world to a much better world...

Ichika was transfixed by what she just said, the thought of me dying flashed through her mind to what she revealed on her beautiful face, anguish over whether she would die or abandon her.

"Sigh"

I have no choice I will have to use the technique learned by Internet-sensei to calm down a young damsel.

I reached out my hand and erased those unnecessary thoughts placing my hand in her hair, stroking it gently with tenderness.

Wow it's soft and silky, I wonder if all girls' hair is equally soft. Hmmmm I'll have to look into that at some point.

Ichika widened her eyes in surprise at my actions.

She removed my hand from her hair.

Felt good by the way

I looked deep into her eyes with a touch of trust and love to show her my absolute trust...

-Don't you trust me Ichika?
She said with a dejected tone waiting for her answer that she was a little late but after all she ended up arriving...

The answer she expected.

-I... I won't betray your trust in me, it's a promise no matter what happens I'll always trust you, okay? But please promise me you'll be safe...

-Don't worry Ichika I won't die remember that, even death is nothing more than my deception so don't worry about it, it's a promise -I said with a smile- well going back to what I was saying, don't come near me no matter what, I will communicate with you through letters and if a change of plans occurs I trust you to solve it in the most efficient way possible. We won't see each other until then Ichika, I expect great things from you.

-I won't let you down senpai.
Ichika replied with a small tear sliding down her eyes, before retreating to her resting place with her usual smile.

I hope so Ichika...

I turned my back on him, ready to begin my preparations to receive my lovely father with the best of surprises...

I went up to the office where they monitored the children.

There were piles of corpses of those who previously worked here, I walked calmly towards the phone, embedded in the right wall and.

... ... ..
.

Dial a number...

5201 words

V1 - C3: Failed plan?

Friday December 11:

Pov ???

/In Los Angeles - United States/

-So what I want to say is, that it would be possible to create geniuses without the need for genetics with meticulously planned training.

I was talking with the president (USA) and those close to him. As the representative of the President of Japan on, joining the project (white room) more exactly "to create the sixth generation with more investors supporting the cause"

-The two nations that are Japan and the United States share a strong bond of friendship forged through decades of post-war cooperation.

The president of Japan is just a puppet of mine after all...

-Imagine a nation where geniuses abound being led by a monster that exceeds what one would call "genius".

-Monster?

I produced a snap of my fingers, my butler approached with a tablet in hand, he passed the tablet to the president.

The tablet contained data and statistics of my masterpiece Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.
The president opened his eyes surprised by what he had seen and opened his mouth.

-This is not a lie, is it? Because you know what happens to those who try to deceive me with this kind of tricks, treating me like an idiot.

I responded respectfully.

-No, President, I assure you that everything seen on the tablet is true, I would not be so stupid to deceive someone with your position, including the fact that I am in their territory.

The president sitting looking at the tablet put his hands on his chin rubbing it together as he seemed thoughtful about this.
-What do you propose?

After ordering his thoughts he asked.

-Actually I have many businessmen and people with a lot of power in Japan who are supporting this... But as you know that is only limited to Japan.

-I understand what you mean. You need help from powerful people in other countries, am I wrong?

-You are not mistaken, sir. I need support from other powers in the world so that the experiments carried out in case they are discovered have insurance... You must already be aware that this is not completely legal.

I said urging the president to respond on his opinion on this.

-Yes. It would be impossible to create this "being" and your so-called geniuses with common and legal methods.

He responded coldly.

To then gently stand up, approach the door of the room and open the door by stretching out his open right hand.

-I can not accept this please do the favor to retire.

I kept looking at the president with my calm face but my thoughts differed from that...

This is problematic , this in itself was already a risky move to go speak directly with the president, it would be problematic if he revealed everything discussed in this room

-You don't have to worry if you think that I will reveal everything you told me in this place -the president spoke, removing the tense atmosphere- As you said, Japan and the United States share a strong bond of friendship and I don't want this to be ruined by revealing some secrets.

He said he with a sly smile.

I'm in a bind... My only option is to believe what 'sigh' said since when I became so confident... Ah right since I saw my masterpiece grow with my own eyes...

-That's all I have to say.

The president spoke, taking me out of my deepest thoughts.

I decided to get up to leave without asking him first.
-May I ask the reason why you didn't accept this?

I asked my question in a serious way since with Japan and the United States working together there is no need to fear being found out, and in the event that it was, the person who disclosed the information would be destroyed, also by manipulating the media.

-I came to govern this country not only with money and cunning, but also with intuition. I will be honest Mr. Atsuomi I trust my instincts no matter what happens since most of the time it saved my skin...

-Instinct does he say?

-Yes, and when I saw the statistics displayed on the supposed monster, my instincts alerted me to danger. First of all his IQ is just absurd, is that humanly possible? Is that human in the first place? And your strength, simply by seeing that, it was not possible for me to think of a human or a monster as you call it, what I saw was a demon in human skin...

He was dead serious as if what he just said was just common knowledge.

-My recommendation to you would be to delete it as soon as possible and look for another masterpiece.

Not wanting to listen to his delusions anymore, I left the room.

To then hear the noise of the door closing.

I called my butler.

-We're leaving, have the car ready and prepare a private plane to Japan.

After giving my brief orders I decided to take a short walk through a park near here, I went to the place with slow steps. The darkness engulfed every part of my body sending me a sense of tranquility, I looked up and saw the beautiful moon that glowed blood-colored like an omen of misfortune.

I arrived at my destination, sitting on the bench near a tree that seemed to be the Red Maple.

These types of trees are one of the most common in the United States huh

With a bright red hue on their leaves, they moved slightly according to the exposure of the air, some fallen leaves danced on the air like a beautiful dance made by nature itself for me.

I appreciated all of nature with a soothing tranquility as if this was the last time I would be able to witness the beauty of the world from the outside.

I wonder if this is what Kiyotaka would like to see one day...

Ring Ring..*

I was interrupted from my thoughts by receiving a call.

I took my cell phone out of the right pocket of my black business pants. To then observe the screen of the same.

This number...

Answer quickly.

When you start to feel an unpleasant sensation.

-Hello, who did you...

Before I finished my sentence someone answered.
-S--sir, this is urgent, he-he is here he is approaching me to finish me off--help the project 4-01 escaped! I sent reinforcement sir!!!

Listening to 4-01 I broke out in a cold sweat.

Kiyotaka, you... Did he cheat on me? How can that be possible!!! I thought his ideals were aligned with mine, he told me that according to my wishes he would rule Japan according to mine, he told me that according to my wishes wishes would rule Japan. Then why...

I see, I was stupid

-A-help help me, get away from me!!! no no no no no no please I'll do whatever just p-please p-spare my life.

The voice of one of the workers in that place continued to be heard until...

-No.

He cut off the call after that cold, monotonous, robotic voice resounded on the cell phone.

That voice, without a doubt, is Kiyotaka...

If Kiyotaka is the one behind all this what is he supposed to do.

Should I send reinforcements and capture him?

If my dream killed it, everything I was born for, the meaning of my life itself will disappear but if I have no other choice...

At this point I felt like Kiyotaka was...
Nope.
(That) he was playing with me all this time.

A feeling began to well up inside of me that I never thought I would have or ever feel.

Fear

To try to erase that mental disturbance, make a call to try to fix all this mess.

-Hello, General Fuji Daiki. If Atsuomi speaks all your best soldiers and all those who are available right now. Equip them well and send them to locate a target in the "colorless place" his appearance: young man of average height, brown hair and golden eyes. And you come as my bodyguard we headed "to the place".

After finishing their conversation, he quickly went to the place where his bodyguard and his private plane would be waiting for him.

If Kiyotaka's displayed stats are true with all the soldiers dispatched it would be enough to hold him off, since he's still a human... right?

I couldn't help but feel an ominous sensation when thinking about the perfect human created by me.

So he would just have to pray to no one in particular so that Kiyotaka I don't know will escape from that place and be stopped by the envoys.

I can't give a shit about the other
experiments (the fifth generation)

I got on my luxurious plane and settled into the chair and then closed my eyes and rested my mind on everything that was happening and hoped for the best.

Yeah. What could go wrong when they're just going up against 15-year-olds...

Clearing my inner feeling I fell asleep waiting to reach my destination, Japan.
Or exactly "The White Room"...

pov third person

Friday December 11

Then make the call.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka proceeded with his plan…

He finished with what he had planned, everything was in place.

All preparations are ready

He thought the demon in human skin...

Saturday 12 of December

Current time

The next day he was in a place with an approximate size almost similar to an airport.

To then feel 2 presences behind him hidden in the half-open door, to the point that a normal person would not have noticed.

-Just sit back and watch this wonderful performance until it's your time to perform.

I speak with the eloquence of his voice conveying calm to a certain scarlet-haired young woman.

The golden-eyed young man began to move, he was currently at the door where one of the exits from the white room would be, a place with a size of 45 meters long and 50 meters wide.

Yes. It's enough space for what's coming

There were two large gates covered in pure iron.

I could break them with my bare fist and get out of here by sheer brute force but that's not what I have planned.

He grabbed a chair that was in that space, sat down and waited for his guests in front of the doors...

Pov Soldier Random

We are at the gates of the "confidential" facility that is what our General Fuji Daiki told us.

We are waiting for orders in front of the huge doors of this facility.

Near me there are 800 of the best soldiers of this platoon, compared to them I am only a rookie since I lack experience together with me there were 212 soldiers some with little experience like me and others with just a little more experience.

We were ordered to intercept, according to the characteristics, a young man of medium height, brown hair and golden eyes.

I don't understand how they ask all of us to work just to contain a single 15 year old... I understand that there are people who could kill 100 and even 200 people as I witnessed it first hand, several of the 800 already before The aforementioned had enough strength to take down 200 people if they fight using their brains, articulating a good strategy and giving everything they have.

That without taking into account that among those 200 there could be an experienced fighter.

But this doesn't make sense, we are 1012 there is no way he can defeat us and he is a teenager with 15 years old, at that age I played Kirby with my friends.

Taking into account that the aforementioned 800 are military with years of experience in war and extremely skilled when it comes to killing.

But they're following orders so they don't care one bit about catching a kid with his full force.

Every time I think about it , it all makes no sense

A voice interrupted my thoughts.

The captain of this brigade.

-Watch out everyone, I'll open the doors. Upon entering this place, everyone disperses and will look for the subject taking into account the characteristics already mentioned, if someone stands in their way, kill them, no matter who it is. IT IS UNDERSTOOD?.

-""UNDERSTOOD SIR""

We all responded in unison.
At his words I take out a card from his top pocket and scroll it across the scanner near the door.

The doors slid open slowly until everyone without exception froze.

When the doors opened, a young man with the same description said by General Daiki-sama could be seen, sitting with a calmness that even one would think that he is waiting for his parents.

He's sick in the head being so calm when he sees an army of armed people like us , his confidence knows no bounds , he's just a stupid kid.

The one leading this group and some close to him froze upon seeing the young man just entering.

I wonder how strong it will be for him to be in this situation sitting peacefully ? Is it overconfident ?

Or maybe he will start flying and slaughtering all of us like we were just insects hahahahahahahahaha

I couldn't help but laugh in my head at this guy acting cool only to have him beaten and captured within seconds.

Snapping us all out of our trance, the young man in question got up from his chair making a noise on the spot.

The Captain, seeing the young man with similar characteristics to the person they ordered to catch, did not hesitate to give orders.

-Everyone Catch that young man with all his might, don't hesitate and capture him at any cost!!!

I was surprised to hear that

"Should he attack?"

I would like to be the first to teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

Everyone rushed forward to end this as quickly as possible.

I wonder how that poker face will transform if I add despair hahahahahahaha

A dark feeling grew inside me when... A blur was seen on the boy now standing.

A vision occurred in front of me, something impossible that I never believed I would witness and would be possible in my lifetime.

He was standing in front of me, looking into my eyes with his cold ones.

Wh-what the fuck just happened

A terror began to replace my sadistic thoughts from just now.

I threw a right hook at him.

W-what could go wrong, I have a knife and he's bare-handed, I'll kill you son of a bitch

-I'll kill you, son of a bitch!!!

I couldn't help but let out my inner thoughts until...

My vision was distorted.

Pov third person.

Everyone present on that stage witnessed a scene simply said, (Abnormal) they were frozen in place after seeing or rather not seeing what the teenager did.

The brown-haired teenager moved, but they only saw a mere blur.

Being perplexed they froze in place without moving an inch of their body almost holding their breath, only to be taken from their state by a peculiar crack, but familiar to these military...

The sound was identical to breaking a bone.

Almost unanimously the soldiers looked away at the noise, only to hear a splashing noise like a broken pipe.

And then some wet ricochets were heard which turned out to be...

... .

A head.

Severed in a brutal and irregular way, it was found going round and round on the ground until it reached the feet of the captain.

Which did not waste a second in attacking.

Why attack and not capture?

Some of the soldiers present were simply shocked and scared waiting to be the next to die, so the instructions (Capture subject 4-01 was replaced with. Kill subject 4-01).

But other soldiers instinctively realized that if they don't kill this guy they will die at his hands.

-Stop standing still like idiots everyone attack the target with all your might and weapons (4-01)!!!

Pov Ayanokouji Kiyotaka

I was sitting waiting for my guests, which I don't think are a few.

That man wouldn't be careless after all

After a few minutes they entered.

I began to analyze each person who entered this place including the card they used to do so, which one who has it is...

The one who seems to be the captain.

He has an aura of a leader, how evident ...

'sigh' (mentally)

Approximately 1000 soldiers huh

Each soldier was rigorously equipped, some holding light weapons such as pistols.

The one that caught my attention the most were the pistols (Bereta 92--9 x 9mm) and others held more deadly weapons like IMI Uzi...

Wait, is that an FN SCAR-L ?

I wonder, do they plan to capture or kill me with everything they have on hand?

I continue to observe the paralyzed soldiers when I stopped before the leader, or rather before his lower left pocket.

The card huh

If one looks more carefully among their bulletproof vests, one can see grenades of many kinds. I start to think again...

Are you planning to kill me?

'sigh' I can't help but mentally sigh and tired of all this silence.

I think I'll be the first to hit

I decided to make my move.

I moved in a way that left a small wave of air moving in the place where I was just now.

I first intercepted a soldier who was earlier looking at me with a sadistic glare.

The guy in question was amazed and scared, because my speed added to the fact that I am in front of him looking at him in an Arctic way.

Get ready MilitaryRandom-kun I will bring you unimaginable pain

In his desperation to get me out of the way he threw a right hook at me.

-I'll kill you, son of a bitch!!!

That it was just a feint, in his left hand he had a Bowie Knife, I think?...

Long and wide blade, cylindrical handle, approximate size...
26 cm.

Yes it is definitely a Bowie Knife

It would be lethal if he manages to cut one of my vital points.

His real attack would be with the knife.

I would resist it , but my stamina would drop drastically

That's only if he makes it through me.

I immediately deflect his fist slightly, which connects to his face.

-Argh.

He groaned in pain as he broke his nose which is now bleeding from the blow.

He couldn't complete his true purpose, to attack me with the knife in his hand.

What a disappointment

To end his miserable suffering, I moved closer so that the attacker wouldn't have time to react.

Shaking his head and removing her hand from his nose, he moved his hand to my neck and tried to stab me with his knife but was too slow.

I got behind him, breaking both of his legs so he couldn't do anything but collapse on the ground.

-Ah-..

I was going to scream when I covered his mouth with my hands and avoided him.

I grabbed his tongue and pulled it out making him vomit blood.

I put my leg on his back and gave him a little pressure.

Then with both my hands I put pressure on his fragile skull and with sheer brute force I forced his neck to rotate 360 degrees.

I kept spinning.

And I continued.

And I continued.

Human skin is quite elastic

Twist and turn.

-oork-..

She could only make a quiet noise.

The skin on her neck gave way and broke, spattering blood in the process.

I yanked his neck off, causing a somewhat soothing crack in my opinion, creating spurts and spurts of crimson blood that spurted from the neck of the soldier a moment ago alive, now convulsing on the cold white ground.

Throw the decapitated head to the one who leads this "expedition".

To then hear him speak for the first time since he set foot in this place.

-Stop standing still like idiots everyone attack the target with all your might and weapons (4-01)!!!

They all woke up as if a spell had been lifted from their bodies.

They started shooting.

The captain with a gun in his pocket and a knife similar to the one Military Random-Kun had in his hand, ran towards me at a very high speed for a common person.

As expected of a soldier with years of experience I suppose , I imagine from his age at least he should be around 45 years old

I quickly dodged the countless bullets fired at me.

I ran left and right.

I ducked as a bullet passed where my head had previously been.

I ran using a little more speed than the previous time in order to slaughter my attackers.

As expected.

They couldn't keep up with my speed.

-Arg-..

I snapped its neck from one that was coming up behind me.

To then approach another and punch through his hard vest with my fist, destroying the vest with his internal organs in the process.

I dodged and dodged the continuous bullets that kept shooting.
I went towards the military with firearms, they will be the first to die, peacefully.

How lucky they are, they will die without suffering quickly and forcefully

As expected, they shot at nothing trying to hit me with a shot but they did not succeed, I appeared in front of each one giving an accurate blow to their skull, breaking each one of them with a single blow from my closed fist.

-AAh-..

-hiiiii-..

-S-stop p-...

Blood splattered everywhere one by one without wasting a second dispatch to each of them.

I broke his neck on one.

I destroyed his skull of others.

I'm just using brute force right now, is it time to use some martial arts?...

On my back I felt a presence approaching.

He tried to cut me with his knife, while others stood back and shot me with the best they had.

Their accuracy amazes me, but they won't be able to hit it no matter what they do, even if I'm not on guard, my brain can process fast enough to dodge in time...

I dodged all the bullets rushing towards me.

Hand grenades were thrown in numbers at my place, so I quickly lifted the body of a soldier to avoid damage from the grenade.

booum*

Bang!*

A deafening noise echoed throughout the place, as the smoke made its way.

Debris fell from the sky along with the flesh and blood of my human shield.

The used body is destroyed, I rushed to use live bodies of some soldiers shocked by the noise to protect my body.

booum*

Explosions resounded around the scene as the military threw their grenades one by one without saving anything.

A soldier who took advantage of that approached me from behind stealthily.

That would work for other people but for me...

I landed a rear side kick hard enough to crack its skull and died as a result.

Plop*

It hit the ground leaving a small crack in place from the force of my attack.

There are only a few left…

A soldier hidden to my left fired in my direction, I dodged it and approached with quick steps towards said soldier.

His fearless smile turned into an expression of pure terror, awaiting his imminent death.

Unable to see my movements I broke his arm, without wasting any more time I brought his head down and broke his head with a knee blow.

I felt presences behind me.

Seriously... They keep trying to attack me from behind 'sigh', I have no choice but to show them how overwhelming the difference between us is

Approximately 6 hand grenades were heading towards me. Since the bodies nearby won't be enough to counter all the thrown grenades I decided to respond with his same attack.

With a speed imperceptible to the human eye.

I caught a grenade and threw it where the group that was harassing me was, shooting and filling me with grenades.

I caught another threw it.

With the same action I caught the other 4 remaining grenades and returned them to him.

Burst*

booumm*

Splash*

boom*

-W-wait-...

Burning fire spread along with the blood and screams of desperate, scared and remorseful soldiers.

-Ahhhh--...

-Run--...

-Help--...

-P-P--S-ENOUGH P--...

The survivors spread out with their numbers from left to right with the intention of surrounding me and...

they surrounded me

They started shooting.

-Go dead!!! Damned demon.

-HAHAHAHAHAHA We caught you idiot!

-YOU WILL DIE DAMN SICK!!!

-P-please stop the attack!!!

They yelled, the armed soldiers, some happy, others relieved, and others with the intention of finishing me off as quickly as possible because they were so scared by my actions.

But to their disappointment...

They won't be able to manage to give me a single scratch

It's not that I'm conceited or anything like that, I'm just thinking about the facts and truths...

They returned to the group attack with everything they have, shot and ran towards me with their bladed weapons.

Apparently the grenades ran out

I dodged much faster than I have in all this time, sending more terror into my attackers.

-What the hell...

-Shit... I-it's the end of us...

-W-we will be killed.

Many of them lost the will to continue fighting, but...

Don't think I'll let you live...

I approached one of the soldiers behind me, snapped his neck, and got into position.

It's time... It's boring to use sheer brute force to deal with this, I'll use some martial arts. Wing Chung first.

Breath deeply.

I relaxed my body, spread my legs slightly, stretched out my fists and brought them to the level of my elbow.

I moved at high speed leaving behind a small shock wave.

The captain who was coming towards me together with the soldiers who are still alive, froze.

-Go dead!!!

I am surprised that these few still retain their will to fight after witnessing this… How rewarding …

Multiple hooks were thrown at me, I diverted their direction at the same time killing them on the spot.

I will show you some beautiful martial techniques

... .

I'll change my style now

Use taekwondo for some, rupturing the lungs of some and causing concussion in others.

I then changed my style to Kung Fu it was so perfect and refined that even the best Kung Fu fighter (Huo Yuanjia laoshi) would be holding their head in disbelief at such a demonstration.

I attacked the solar plexus of many of those who rushed towards me.

-Yuck-...

They were killed on the spot by the force of the impact.

Also use Muai Thai by brutally breaking their necks with a clenched fist.

For the unlucky ones just use brute force...

Why more unfortunate?

I ripped their heads off, thus creating large puddles of blood.

-Aghggggghhh!

-poof

The military witnessing this vomited and trembled in fear, expecting to be next.

Another soldier approached me in the form of a hug, planning to trap me and sacrifice himself so that they can give me at least one shot from his weapon, that I can buy them some time so that they can escape.

I karate chopped him in the ribs.

I have many certain kill techniques that I could use. Why don't I use them? I want to experiment if it would be possible to destroy everyone with just martial arts and brute force.

Crack*

His ribs cracked accordingly making a rather soothing noise.

I finished this off by kicking his head in with my right leg causing a concussion.

My main actors are about to arrive, it's time to end this...

pov third person

The captain of this squad resigned in his attack seeing how the best soldiers were massacred with such brutality and ease.

He stood still as a statue, his legs trembled slightly and he began to get even more scared by a vision impossible to believe.

-What the fuck is that...

Heads came out dispatched from some of the soldiers, who in the end could not do more than shout and ask for help.

Who the hell are we up against!!!

Eita Hiroto thought that he is what he was called, the captain of the entire platoon.

A shock wave?... Shit that's not even human

Witnessing his speed and strength firsthand made her realize how naive they were in trying to capture this demon.

-Fuck the General at this point, w-we'll all end up d-dead at the hands of the unknown!!!

But he couldn't die without first saying goodbye to his family.

Shit, no matter what I do I have to survive. After all my family is waiting for me at home.

He thought he shed one last tear before running towards the moving demon…

He ran through the wide field looking for the right moment where the demon lowered his guard so he could shoot him and hit him in the process.

There were only about 167 soldiers left after all the massacre which surprised and alarmed Hiroto even more.

Tsk. Damn devil, that kid is not human at all

Hiroto thought, watching the massacre continue.

Does he have infinite stamina? He's not tired in the slightest , who the hell have we messed with

The now 130 soldiers were fighting with all their might for their lives, as no pardon would be granted to anyone thinking of fleeing from this place.

But still the brown haired demon kept killing.

killing.

Splash*

killing.

Crack*

and killing

-urk-...

There was no one present who could stop the continued occurrence of deaths occurring at the location.

To continue the wave of despair in those present, the young man could be observed without any sign of being exhausted or sweating, which is extremely impossible for a Human.

Shit SHIT!!! Do I even have a chance? He doesn't seem to let his guard down no matter what is thrown at him

Thought Captain Hiroto.

But still he couldn't afford to back down from the demon.

With a determined look she hid his presence and he concentrated beyond power to determine the perfect moment to shoot and end this once and for all, so that he could return to his family as he always did.

Wait for me Fumiko and Shun I will return no matter what happens

Hiroto thought naively...

Unfortunately for Hiroto, his wish would not come true from the moment he set foot in that white place...

... .

Crimson blood was scattered all over the place along with the lifeless bodies of those who had once been Hiroto's colleagues.

There were only about 85 soldiers left, who were cautiously kept away due to their precarious situation, some were terrified, others were plunged into madness but the only thing they all agreed on was...

The constant questions of him in his brain.

Who is that monster?

Is he human ?

Is this the Antichrist? HAHAHAHAHAHA Soon God will come and purify you Bastard!!!

Many were driven to the brink of insanity by the mere presence of the teenager, who was looking curiously at those still alive in front of him, waiting for them to attack.

Hiroto did not hesitate to take advantage of this situation and fired behind said young man, praying to no one in particular to hit a vital point until...

Splash*

The teenager moved before the bullet hit his right lung.

Along with his movement he began to continue his slaughter, killing first those who fell to their knees in despair.

-EVERYONE ATTACK THE MONSTER DON'T STAND STILL!!!

The still sane but terrified military mustered all the courage they had left and started attacking with all their might to put an end to this...

They fired all their cartridges.
Others with their knives ran at a speed that would be difficult for the normal eye to see, but all to no avail.

They all ended up dead...

Why?

Why everything was going according to the plan of said demon.

All of his once-white robe was dyed a deep red, beautiful yet terrifying.

After finishing with everyone, only the captain was left, he took a handkerchief from his pockets, leaving the commander baffled.

He wiped the blood from his face and hair.

Once he finished cleaning himself, he turned his gaze to a certain place where the captain of this entire platoon (Hiroto) was, who was kneeling, unable to move properly, sorry for his wasted opportunity.

The boy opened his mouth just to say a word that would send shivers down Hiroto's spine.

-Weak.

He uttered coldly.

-Did you really think that I would get tired and let my guard down, just because of about 1000 soldiers attacking together?

I speak in his monotone voice. No sign of tiredness or difficulty speaking.

Only for about 1000 you say?

-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-..

Hiroto laughed at how absurd the child is, his brain didn't understand how there is such a strong human in this world.

-I think it's time for you to die... Did you think that with the power of your determination you were going to defeat evil to return to the place where your beloved family awaits you? -In a mocking tone the demon said- Your face can be read like a book, try not to show weakness in front of a young man like me... You know that would be dangerous in many ways.

The brown-haired demon approached slowly, each step he took resounded in the place.

Hiroto squeezed his gun tightly in his right hand and then quickly reloaded it with ammunition and aimed nervously at the young man, sweating profusely.

-Tall!!! Stay away... I was just following orders. I'm ready to give up so please just don't a-a-murder me.

Hiroto was so nervous that he couldn't think straight so he just said what was on his mind.

-Mmmmm. It's okay, you'll see, I had planned to kill you but I'll make an exception just for this once and I won't kill you. Do you understand?... -then he continued walking towards poor Hiroto who began to tremble and cry with a glimmer of hope in his eyes- your family It will be the one that pays in your place.

The hope in Hiroto's eyes disappeared...

Hiroto's blood froze.

-Well you know if you are willing to kill you must be ready to die. But since I'm a kind person, I won't kill you in exchange for killing your family... Do you accept?

He approached step by step and in a few seconds he was 150 cm away from the stunned Hiroto.

In Hiroto's mind there was only the noise of footsteps and his family...

It consisted of a wife and an adopted son.

His wife could not have children due to an accident, so he decided to adopt.

He adopted a child who was quite quiet, and did not accept Hiroto as his father.

Hiroto understood that he didn't accept it because of a past trauma the child had with his former father.

Months passed...

Hiroto did everything possible to get said child to call him dad, I buy gifts, take him for a walk, shower him with love but still can't get him to call him (dad).

But he managed to shorten the distance between the two.

Until...

Flashback

-Well Fumiko, the General sent me on an important and confidential mission, I'll be back tomorrow, don't wait up for me fuahahahahahaha

-Come on Hiroto make sure you're careful, I don't want you to get hurt... You know every time y-you have to go on your missions I-I can't help but worry...

Fumiko began to cry on the chest of her husband Hiroto hers.

Hiroto as the loving husband that he is hers, stroked her head and kissed her forehead gently.

-Don't worry, your husband is strong and he has a reliable team that appreciates me, if I die for some reason they would be crying like idiots and I wouldn't want them to bother my pretty wife with her ridiculous noises hahahahahahaha

-'giggles' You... You don't waste a moment to make your jokes, right?

Fumiko brought her face closer to Hiroto and planted a passionate kiss on him.

-We will wait for you...

-Hahahahaha count on it, and by the way, where is Shu?

His wife responded with a wry smile.

-He is in his room playing with the dinosaurs you bought him last time, remember?

Hiroto stepped away from his wife a bit and placed his hand on her chin.

-Ahhh I remember, Shu kept looking at that T-Rex dinosaur so I decided to buy it for him, thus earning some appreciation points from Shu, your husband is very clever.

-Of that I have no doubt.

Fumiko replied.

-Well, it's time to go see us-...

Before he could finish his sentence a boy under the stairs, it was Shu.

She timidly walked towards Hiroto.

-N-see you S-s--father

Hiroto's eyes widened in surprise at Shu's son's words.

His eyes shone with joy, he felt like picking up his son and hugging him but he resisted for fear of disturbing him, in exchange he gave him a few pats on the head and a bright smile.

-We don't see my dear son Shu... -I looked from him to his wife-and my dear Fumiko.

end of hindsight

The first time my son calls me father and I will die eh, how absurd fate can be

Hiroto thought.

The demon was already in front of Hiroto, on the face of the young man with brown hair and golden eyes a kind smile formed...

POV Hiroto

When the demon in front of me told my family to pay for my actions, I was terrified. I couldn't let something like this happen as I looked up into his golden eyes that had a kind glow in them.

-I explained it wrong, actually I won't be the one who kills your family, it will be my father Ayanokouji Atsuomi... -I continue - Do you know that this is a secret place? Why do you think my father ordered the General that he would send you guys to get me when he knows how strong I am huh?

A secret ?

My head is a mess I couldn't understand the young man's words.

How can...

Wait...

Could be...

In fact, if Ayanokouji-sensei knew of his son's capabilities, why would she send us to contain him?
when he would already have an idea that we would all die no matter what we do.

Did he us...

-Use of human sacrifices. Yes. Your thought process is correct -the devil dressed as an angel in front of me, continued my line of thoughts as if my mind were an open book- he just wanted to test me. All this was just a simple test so that he can correctly measure my level.

If what he says is correct then we were all vilely deceived, he would use us as sacrifices, with the mere purpose of measuring the level of this young man.

But...

Who exactly is it ?

-The place where you are is a place of experimentation, they use small children for their vile purposes.

-I intended to gauge the strength of his creation…

He can't, he can't... What did I do?
The general deceived us, did he?
Or did Ayanokouji-sensei trick the general? Or did both of us cheat?

I do not know what to think...

-What my father expected was... All of you dead. And he would have to kill his family from every one of you, since...

I abruptly interrupted his words.

-The relatives will not take long to report our disappearance.

The young man nodded affirmatively, before moving his arms to his back pocket, and taking out a pair of white polyamide gloves along with a camera.

-Yes. But I could convince my father not to harm your family, but I need your determination. You know what I'm talking about right? -the young man put on his white gloves and extended his right hand towards me, who was kneeling miserably on the cold ground- I promise you that I will keep my promise and your family will not receive any harm from my father.

His soft whispers were like a demon tempting his contractor.

I couldn't help but look from left to right in search of a salvation other than the demon in front of me.

But there was no one...

I have no other way out.

I do not have a choice.

Shit why did I get into this, I just wanted to be an exemplary military man and I ended up here miserably risking my family who has nothing to do with this.

What am I supposed to do

Should I trust him?

Do I have a choice in the first place?

I will cling to my last hope... My only light.

I reached out my hand and reached for his lifting myself up.

-I will die for the well-being of my family, I warn you that if you do not comply with the agreement I will follow you after death and drag you to hell, do you understand?

The young man gave a refreshing smile.

-It's a deal, just trust me.

-As if I trusted a bloody demon

But it's my only option...

Look at my gun in my hand that was trembling, I raised it to the height of my head...

So this is the end huh.

The young man placed the camera in position and began recording.

look at the camera

-I, the captain of troop No. 12 Hiroto, humbly beg Mr. Ayanokouji Atsuomi not to murder my family, in exchange I will give my life for it.

I stopped shaking by pressing hard on the gun in my hand and then...

Bye Wife, Son, it looks like I won't be coming home for dinner.

A sad smile formed on my lips.

Pov Ayanokouji Kiyotaka

After shaking hands with the captain, I positioned the camera and hit the record button.

Bam*

A deafening sound resounded, after his short speech he shot himself in the head, synchronized with the noise I started to act, I moved the camera, I turned it around a few times and then stopped the recording.

Ready.

I approached the captain's body...

He had a bloody face, a hole in his head with brain matter on the floor.

Hmm, where did I see it ...

I began to search his pockets, until I found it.

From his upper right pocket I found an orange card.

The key

I removed the weapon he was carrying from his cold hands and kept it for my next move.

I walked a bit towards the place where the 2 hidden presences were (at the back doors)

I gently tossed the card to the spot and then spoke raising my voice a little.

-The key is ready, you decide: stay and witness the next act, or escape now...

I took off my gloves, took a few steps to a random body, and stuffed the gloves into its pockets.

Pov Amasawa Ichika

-Just sit back and watch this wonderful performance until it's your time to perform.

I couldn't help but marvel at the words of my dear senpai.

I was looking at senpai hiding with Yagami between a door so that she would give us the key I'm talking about in order to escape through the second door of this place.

Senpai sat in a chair waiting in front of the doors.

What is he planning?

The next moment the doors opened showing an absurd number of soldiers.

There are 1,000 armed soldiers, isn't that dangerous?

This is bad. You must escape right now or you will be captured.

I was about to reach out to help senpai escape when.

-Stop Ichika. Don't you trust your dear senpai?

His words left me open-mouthed, deep down I knew that he just wanted all those soldiers to catch Ayanokouji-senpai.

He just wants to see senpai lose huh

But his words were true, senpai trusted me and I must return that trust.

How stupid I am , I have to trust senpai, I'm sure he has a plan to get out of this situation

An arrogant smile formed on my face.

He is senpai after all...

So cool... Sitting gracefully with an imposing air...

At this point I look like a maiden in love. Ahhh senpai you have to take responsibility hehehehe

I thought playfully.

I stayed too deep in my thoughts until an explosion sound woke me up.

Hey?

Wait what is this?

I couldn't help but gag at the sight in front of me.

Pools of blood, lifeless bodies all...

This is happening too fast

This can not be...

Is this possible ?

Decapitated heads irregularly across the white ground.

Senpai is wiping out all the military with his bare hands?

Bam*

They shot senpai, wait that's dangerous...

Wait where is senpai?

Uhhhhh

Is he dodging all the bullets and redirecting the grenades?

I doubted my eyes for a moment.

He disappeared from my sight...

I can't see it...

Wait wait wait...

Ichika keep calm focus well on senpai

I narrowed my eyes and still all I was able to see was a blur.

A human is capable of doing that?

Wait is that a sonic wave? This must be a joke...

I shifted my gaze to Yagami who had cold sweat running down his forehead, and he was pale I wonder if now I have the same expression as him.

This is not on the human level, deflecting grenades, dodging one-way bullets, this is simply impossible

B

lood and gore was running all over the place.

Senpai stood still...

He is using a Muay Thai position.

Grotesque sounds and screams could be heard.

This is too bizarre...

He felt a feeling of disgust for everything seen, broken heads, decapitated and even eyes bulging out of his sockets.

-Yuck-

Yagami just like me was enduring the urge to vomit before this sight.

After 2 minutes he finished with

everyone except the captain.

Despite this sight it doesn't matter that I will accept everything from you senpai~

I thought in a way that a distorted smile formed on my lips.

My train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot.

W-what happened?

The general committed suicide, I couldn't help but be surprised as was Yagami.

Why would he kill himself?

At that point I couldn't help but compare this scene with what happened that day with Issey-sensei.

Why did he urge him to kill himself and not kill him himself?

Wait senpai he's wearing white gloves and a camera, I have a feeling he has something planned with that, senpai doesn't do unnecessary actions ...

Senpai walked towards the body of the man who committed suicide and took out something similar to a card from his pocket at that moment a word crossed my mind.

Wrench

I look at Yagami who nodded, not even looking at me.

Upset

My thoughts were interrupted by something falling in front of us.

It's the card...

-The key is ready, you decide: stay and witness the next act, or escape now...

-We go.

Yagami said quickly.

-Wait what about me, I want to stay to see senpai for a while longer.

I said with a feigned anger

-To stay? Are you stupid? We have nothing more than...

Our silent conversation was interrupted by the sounds of footsteps.

We hid our presence quickly so as not to be discovered...

-Ara it seems that you are curious about what will happen Yagami-kyun.

Yagami ignored my words and continued looking at the sight in front of him...

My future father-in-law , senpai had planned that he would come personally

... .

Pov third person

The brown haired teenager walked towards his chair ignoring the two presences in front of him "Ayanokouji Atsuomi and The General"

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka thought.

In a strange action, the young man sat down and stood up several times, before nodding his head in satisfaction, turning his gaze towards the two frozen people.

-Welcome father... What is the reason for your sudden visit?

Atsuomi was silent and paralyzed by the situation in front of him, the place was filled with large pools of blood added to the piles of lifeless bodies, some murdered in a brutal and explicit manner.

L-Like this... He was he this strong? How much of his strength was he hiding? He alone killed 1000 highly equipped and trained military?

Questions and questions slipped through Atsuomi's mind.

On the general's side he was in a cold sweat, he couldn't believe the sight in front of him.

Is this a joke? Am I dreaming?

A whole battalion of 1,000 wiped out by a single teenager, it was simply humanly impossible, even the fact that said teenager showed no trace of fatigue or sweat in the least.

Shit, it doesn't have a single trace of damage, what the fuck is that thing, it's anything but human

The general thought when he saw the young man wearing a red robe as a result of the pools of blood.

-Kiyotaka what is your purpose.

Not being able to bear being silent any longer, Atsuomi spoke trying to hide her growing fear from him.

-My purpose?... And if I told you that I want to be free and know freedom, what everyone enjoys in a normal way as a common teenager.

The boy answered with a monotone voice and emotionless face, he almost looked like a complete robot in the form of a human.

Atsuomi gave a mocking smile.

-Don't make me laugh, you had a chance to run away now, why didn't you.

-Run away? How?

Atsuomi lost his patience and yelled in anger.

-Don't play dumb, the captain of this brigade was given a card so that they can open any door in this facility, that by his position includes the exits.

The young man looked at Atsuomi's guard who was trembling for a moment, and then answered with his usual voice.

-I have my reasons.

-So you won't tell me huh.

-No.

He responded curtly

-Will you go back and stop throwing your tantrum?

-No.

Same answer, Atsuomi only had questions in his head about what he should do, until the young man spoke again, but unlike the previous time a fearsome darkness was felt in his voice.

-'Sigh' listen dear father I come to show you...

He stopped for a few seconds only to remove a pistol from his pocket and raise it pointing in the direction of Atsuomi who could only witness the scene with her eyes open.

-What you created... I will leave this white world and... I will show you the mistake you made, thinking that I was someone so weak as to be called (Perfect Human) that to me is an insult.

Atsuomi froze at what was said by his (supposed to be his) creation, though he did realize that there were some inconsistencies in his speech something the General who was scared and nervous to the core failed to notice.

Let 'it' be released to the world

Those simple words sent chills down the General.

He didn't hesitate to point his gun at the young man, aim carefully at his head and pull the trigger impulsively.

Atsuomi noticed this and tried to stop him.

-Wait I didn't shoot...

Atsuomi's message came too late as the bullet traveled towards the boy's head.

The teenager was still standing without any trace of panic, as a last desperate attempt to protect himself, he extended his right hand towards his head to try to cover himself from the bullet in front of him but...

... .

splash*

I manage to hit him.

The young man could not stand up, he lost his balance and lowered himself in the chair, without first throwing the gun in the direction of his father, Atsuomi.

He sat with his head down as if the strings had been cut on a puppet.

Bleeding profusely from the forehead.

Almost instantly...

-STOP EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!!!

A large group of armed people appeared at the scene.

Atsuomi, trembling from all that had happened, could only fall to her knees.

I lost everything

My masterpiece

And the place where I fulfilled my ambitious dream

The security agents entered observing everything that happened and saw the boy with brown hair in a crimson red robe, sitting on a chair with a hole in his head.

-A SERIOUSLY INJURED CHILD!!! BRING AN AMBULANCE, I REPEAT BRING THE AMBULANCE!!!

The only thing the General and Atsuomi could do at this moment was accept his fate.

Why do I feel relief in witnessing the death of my masterpiece?

A passing thought passed through Atsuomi's mind.

The special agents rushed in and searched the entire place.

While others rushed to arrest the two people.

-You will be interrogated, this is mandatory so it's better if you don't resist.

... .

-Sir, we found a camera...

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V1 - C4: Corrupted Soul

Pov Third Person

The bullet passed through the skull of the teenager known as Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, the young man collapsed without resistance into the chair that was on the spot.

In that moment the police force of Japan entered the said white place, each one with their typical dark blue uniform with white caps along with their revolver in their right hand with riot shields in their left, they handcuffed the two visible people in perfect condition ( The General and Atsuomi).

Atsuomi kneeling with eyes lost with all hope destroyed in front of his eyes as he watched his masterpiece die, the general standing trembling and sweating dropping his weapon in the process for reasons unknown to those present...

They noticed a young man sitting in the chair with his head down, bleeding in a part near his ear and forehead, with his clothing that was a white coat that seems to have been thrown a bucket of crimson red, paint but the paint it had a peculiar smell could not go unnoticed.

"Fierro" or more directly had a characteristic metallic odor of royal blood.

Meanwhile, in a corner, they find each other two shocked young men.

The first is a 14-year-old teenager who smiles cunningly and a bit doubtful about what he just witnessed, while the other person...

--

Pov Amasawa Ichika

My mind is processing what is seen before my eyes... Kiyotaka-senpai lost his balance and fell helplessly into the chair right behind him.

I couldn't help but despair when I saw the person I admire and love the most being killed by the person with a gun in hand.

What's going on!?

This shouldn't happen, did senpai's plan fail?

Senpai dodged it right?

He must be acting right? It is not possible that he could die.

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE MY LOVED, SENPAI DIED!!!

S-s--senpai doesn't move.

—Than!?...

Senpai...

Is he dead?

This is real?

Can not be...

No. It can't be real.

Senpai can't be dead

No

No

No

No

No

No

No

NOT

NOT

NOT

NOT

NOOOOOOOO!!!

That trash dares to touch senpai. I won't forgive him I'll kill him!

I'll kill you

I'll kill you

You will die damned.

kill him?

Won't that interfere with senpai's plan?

But he killed senpai.

Senpai is dead?

Is my en senpai easy to destroy?

But he attacked senpai...

What should I do?

Shit what to do I don't know what to do, what should I do!!?? . .
.

Sigh*

Calm down Ichika, this is no time to despair.

I'm not like that, I must find a way to help senpai.

Yagami looks at the scene in front of us smiling in a sly manner with some doubt on her face.

Why are you smiling huh Yagami...?

A manic darkness seeps into my eyes, senpai can't be dead he can't die from things like this, my faith in senpai will always remain firm, on the other hand, I will look for a way to help senpai, I am in a dilemma about what action to take, if he escaped from this place, would it mean that? Would he abandon senpai? I'm not capable of that...

"I-I don't s--senpai."

I can not move.

I should go?

Would it change anything if I went to senpai?

Why can't I stop shaking?

I feel something wet emerging at the corners of my eyes, then like a low-falling waterslide raindrops began to slide down, but we are in a place with a roof it is not possible that it is raining in this place which may mean that...

I'm crying

I couldn't help the urge to want to scream.

To Kill the guy who dared to touch senpai.
I bit my lip as hard as I could to avoid doing something crazy, my lip started to bleed from my actions.

Tears staining my face and blood staining my lips.

I look pathetic, at this rate I won't be worthy of being by senpai's side.

Senpai is alive, there is no way his plan will fail...

I put a bitter smile on my beautiful face.
Senpai, you told me that I would be your permanent pawn, I hope you don't take that back...

I will be your pawn for eternity and one day I will become your queen I assure you that I will achieve it at any cost for now I must pass this test-...

My thoughts were interrupted by the person next to me.

—Come on.

Will he abandon senpai that fast? Seriously this guy... I'll test him out for a bit.

—Let's-help senpai.

I said acting with a a little of tremor in my voice, Yagami noticing my suspicious behavior, he let out a tired sigh and looked at me with his tired green eyes but showing a somewhat strange smile.

He made a sign of peace, still with his smile, then joined his index finger and middle finger, at that moment I already had an idea of what he possibly had planned so I quickly put myself on guard but it was too late.

He quickly pointed his fingers at my clavicle.

Yagami Son of a bitch--

I couldn't complete my train of thought as my vision went dark.

--

Pov Yagami Takuya

I managed to knock out Amasawa before he does anything stupid.

She's... Acting like that when we're in danger of getting caught.

I hoisted her onto my back and ran to the second door.

If we had stayed in that place one more minute, those policemen would have captured us and interrogated us.

She's stupid, she was so desperate that she didn't realize that the main thing is to escape in a situation like this, and the last straw that broke the camel's back was that after she calmed down she wanted to try if I would give in by staying to help her beloved senpai.

Sigh* she may have calmed down but she still forgot to observe the environment along with the surrounding dangers, she's smart so she wouldn't get that way over something trivial seeing her senpai like that must have affected her pretty.

In conclusion, as much as he tries to suppress his dark thoughts, he cannot suppress them.

It's like a relative of yours would say that you trust that if they kill him, he will be saved and in front of your eyes they shoot him straight into the heart (a vital organ), you can't be absolutely sure she's okay and theanxiety will still be there.

Leaving the anxiety and concern of seeing her senpai being attacked to death in that way, for which she could not act with much reason, as a last resort wanting to hide her true thoughts with her little act of being worried, she lets herself believe that the fact of tremblingtalking is just a "performance".

Although Ayanokōji takes advantage of this, with the process of trust and faith, Amasawa forces his mind to believe in his senpai even more, and if Ayanokōji turns out to survive this, her love for him will be unfathomable, I dare say it will even come to the point of obsession...

On its own, this is pretty scary.

But if you include the fact that this is all Ayanokouji's plan...

No, no. That can't be possible.

That's what I want to believe, this is all getting more complicated every time, it almost feels like he will willingly show me his plan to see how powerful it is and show that if I mess with it, it will all be over for me.

That guy... I doubt he's dead, I can't leave Amasawa alone, she's my only friend after all, abandoning her would be degrading even to me.

I hope that guy is dead.

Although, he was shot and has a bullet embedded in his head, in reality everything indicates that he has died or will die soon.

Including the fact that he conveniently fell into the chair and just before collapsing he threw his gun at his father.

A terrifying chill ran down my spine.

There's no way all of this was brought up by him... right?

Perhaps... Did he already know that he would not abandon to Amasawa?

I'd better stop thinking about this for now.

I ran through the forest to the place indicated by Ayanokouji, after a few minutes I reached a highway and as expected there was a car similar to a yellow taxi, a common car that could go unnoticed by anyone who is not observant enough.

The door of said car was opened leaving the driver's seat a person in butler's attire, at a glance you would realize that he is of advanced age with every step he took exuding an air of elegance.

—Greetings my name is Matsuo Seichi glad to meet you Yagami-Kun and... It seems Amasawa-sama is unconscious.

The butler spoke with kind eyes and a friendly smile.

This guy is kind by nature, but not to the point of being naive, in his gaze I could see that for a few seconds a bit of darkness of the type "Repentance?" Suffering? I can't decipher it, let's leave that for later for now let's move on to the main thing... This man. Why did she call me "Kun" unlike Amasawa who called her by "Sama"?

Ayanokōji told me that a trustworthy person would wait for us outside of that place.

Could it be this gentleman?

His body is built in a normal way, the only thing I see special about him is his analytical gaze.

—Don't be suspicious young man, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka-sama called me to pick them up, so there's nothing to worry about.

I see that I was looking at it for a long time, I better hurry up, if I take too long, the agents may come to this place.

—Okay... Excuse me then.

With Amasawa still on my back I approached the car and sat in the back seats leaving Amasawa in the passenger seat.

I settled in my seat and diverted my gaze towards the window to be able to appreciate what most humans appreciate in their daily life... The so-called "freedom"

The butler named Matsuo got in and started driving.

—It will be a long journey if you want you can rest young Yagami.

Now that I think about it I was working a lot today, I think I deserve a reward for that and what better than a good rest.
I opened the window halfway to let a bit of refreshing air come in contact with my face.

—Good idea, take care of Amasawa for me.

The butler nodded looking at the highway
Without further ado I closed my eyes hoping to reach my destination.

The soft air making contact with my face felt quite refreshing for my taste.

Uff at this point I'll fall asleep faster than predicted.

I'm not supposed to let my guard down but... What am I supposed to do? My brain is totally messed up adding the fact that this feeling of freedom is something I could never feel in the white place, it's quite relaxing...

But I never plan to thank that Ayanokōji guy for giving me this freedom, along with my best and only friend Amasawa.
I formed a sincere smile on my face for the first time in my life for as long as I can remember.

So this is what true happiness feels like huh, I don't dislike it.

I have to rest a bit to think well and process the information about what happened, especially if it's possible that Ayanokōji is lifeless.

--

Pov Amasawa Ichika

I was walking alone through a dark place, I could not see the end of the place, it was an infinity that contained something similar to dark fire in small amounts scattered throughout the place.

It's dark...

My movement felt so vague as if the place I was in wasn't physical, I couldn't see my arms or feet but for some reason I was still peaceful

"Where I am ?"

I heard a deafening noise.

*BAM*

A noise that seemed irritating to me for some reason that at this moment I don't understand, seems to be the sound of a Firearm being fired.

"Where is the sound coming from?"

I walked without feeling my legs towards the place where I thought the sound originated , at that moment, a smoke so dark that it could even consume the same light manifested itself, deep jet black so beautiful that I couldn't help but feel mesmerized by the resemblance to the eyes of ...

Kiyotaka-senpai...

The moment I remembered senpai , Kiyotaka-senpai manifested from the smoke, standing with his calm gaze, his golden eyes deep but dark at the same time, he stood still with his back to me, observing the endless darkness as if he understood everything.

In his faceyou can see an endless curiosity staring into the abyss.

-If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you.

He said with his robotic voice as if he were just a robot, I've seen senpai act like this many times but it still amazes me how similar he can be to a robot.
But those words… that he tries to say with them, considering that there is a high possibility that he is in a dream right now…

No. I'm 130% sure this is a dream, and the sound of the gunshot ...

-The feeling of being watched by eyes where there are none... The darkness has no eyes to look at you with since it is only darkness but you will still feel its gaze that will consume every part of your soul if you are careless and do not act cautious about. -He raised his head towards the non-existent sky and continued- Don't stare at him too much, because he will destroy you over time, but if you still want to stare, it doesn't matter if he destroys every part of your soul the darkness will consume you ... You will be a different person than you were, you will be corrupted to the point of absurdity , your soul will be rebuilt and you will be only a small and insignificant part of said darkness you will only live and you will act for him, only for him .

Why does senpai talk like that? He has a strange aura around him, he's rambling as if he's speaking in code to understand what he's talking about, I know I'm in a dream, but still...

" W-what do you mean senpai? I-I'm sorry but I don't understand what you're getting at with this"

I asked him but he only stayed silent for a few seconds before turning to me, continuing with his somewhat strange and confused speech.

-There can only be one being that consumes all darkness in all existing infinite universes...

"Consume infinite darkness? Universes? S-senpai is getting more and more confused, I don't understand"

I still don't understand where he's getting at with all this but Kiyotaka-senpai ignores me and continues talking.

- Said being hasn't woken up yet... He is asleep in a deep sleep, it may be a year, two years, even three years from now, but sooner or later the moment will come when he will wake up and open his eyes to his reality, he will break millions of times to the point of infinity, he will will transform into an incomparable being the knownNow , when it is time for him to awaken, his first action be to consume "the existing and non-existent infinite darkness" together with everyone without exception, but the most affected will be those who are much closer to said being.

" S-senpai ? What are you talking about? Consuming? Who is said to be ? Excuse me but that is absurd everything you are talking about now is not scientifically possible, darkness is abstract if there is light there is darkness so qu--. ."

-Who decides what is reality and fiction? You will have an example with a dream... There were cases of deaths from dreams, did you know? Many hidden to avoid scaring the masses. There were people broken by their own dreams, do you have any idea what makes the difference between fiction and reality? All this is vague for those who have no idea. Who assures you that you are real and not just fiction? Can you assure me now that you're real ?

His words feel so empty... I felt confused about it but I have to answer if I want answers.

"This... I... I think therefore I am "

I said looking for the best possible answer trying not to get into an existential crisis .

-You think therefore you exist, that phrase is useless when the absurd is closer than you think.

He said in a cold voice.

-"Did he say in a cold voice?" Why do you narrate my actions Ichika?

"Why? I...I don't know why I'm doing it, is he changing the subject or...can you read minds?
A gasp left my lips puzzled by that... I narrated their actions ? At what point, for some reason I can not refute"

-Listen to this Ichika. Do you find it logical that a "human" in quotes like me can go at the speed of sound according to science? And does he have this absurd amount of strength?

"That... It's not possible now that I think about it , how come I didn't think of this before?"

-"Logic" does not exist before the world that is illogical by nature, it is only "the unknown" human beings fear the unknown and until they openly investigate it or are sure that it is real they will believe that it is mere nonsense and It's not real, that's all I have to say, yeahDo you ever remember my words try to think about them... You won't see me in this place again.

Will I not see him again? True this is a dream but... Why didn't I ask why Kiyotaka-senpai was too strong? A human can never be that strong and no explanation is necessary about his intelligence...

-Yagami and you can't accept this or in a better way protect yourself from going crazy if you keep thinking "logical" and think about my strength and intelligence you will only lose your sanity, but if you open your mind and start accepting the " illogical " and unfair that is the position in which all humans arefind right now, you can accept the fact that everything about me is "real and fake" it just doesn't go with the logic of this world.

I couldn't take it anymore and I approached senpai, asking him.

" You are dead?"

I was nervously waiting for his answer , wishing that my beloved senpai is alive.

-Die? Didn't I tell you? The fact of dying is a simple deception of mine, cheating death is child's play for me.

He approached me with slow and calm steps with each step the darkness deepened more and acquired an intense black tone similar to a black hole, he stretched his hand towards my head and patted me.

He gently rubbed my hair.

"Will you still be by my side Ichika?"

" I-I , I will always be by your side, senpai I will always support you with all my love and devotion for you"

I grabbed her hand and rubbed it , it felt comforting , a distorted and dark smile formed on my face, in my eyes only one person was reflected... Kiyotaka-senpai.

"I will never walk away from you I will be with you for eternity"

Even though I know this is a dream for some reason, Kiyotaka-senpai doesn't feel fake... It seems like the real Kiyotaka-senpai is here beside me, I look up to her eyes, it feels like my soul is being sucked into those golden orbs.

R emoved his hand from my head and hug my beloved senpai with all my might as he hugged me back, darkness began to envelop every part of my soul, until the space in front of me was destroyed-...

—Hey?

I woke up, yes it was a dream but Ittai my head hurts, I can't remember much of my dream...

Who cares must be something unimportant.

But I appreciate having regained my composure if it wasn't for Yagami I'm sure I would have done something crazy, I have to thank him later, right now the important thing is to see my current situation.

I diverted my gaze to my left where there was an elderly man dressed as a butler.
I am sitting in the passenger seat of a moving car.

Where is Yagami?

I shift my gaze to the back seat.
He is sleeping...

How long did I sleep?

Sigh*

—Good afternoon Amasawa-sama, I see you slept well.

—May I ask who are you? And why do you call me with sama?

The fact that he calls me by sama made me a little curious though I couldn't care less.

I have to wait for my beloved senpai to wake up...

—Matsuo Seichi, you can call me whatever you wish, by Kiyotaka-sama's orders I come to pick you up to install you in your new home.

He responded with a kind smile without taking his eyes off the highway in front of him.

It feels good to be free, this silence is peaceful...

Thank you for giving us this peace even for a few moments Kiyotaka-senpai.

I thought about my deep thoughts.

"New home" so I had already planned everything, as expected of senpai...

Yes. He shouldn't be dead, I promised I would trust him, if I betray that trust I'll be nothing more than a burden and he'll discard me as such, that's how he is... But in return if I'm useful to him he'll reward me.

Now I remember the meaning of those words.

/-No matter what you hear about me, even if they say I'm dead or about to die, trust me I won't die no matter what happens, even if you witness my own death, doubt your senses, don't believe in logic/

Yes. I trust you senpai...

—Where will we live?

I asked the butler next to me named Matsuo.

—I see that Amasawa-sama is curious.

It is not obvious? That's why I asked *sigh* I let out a tired sigh.

Ignoring his silly reply, I responded angrily for calling me "sama" without my permission.

—Don't call me sama, it's annoying.

—My most sincere apologies if I offended you.

ummm. It seems like he really feels sorry, I think I should let him call me "sama" if he feels comfortable talking like that I don't see any problem.

—It doesn't matter, you can call me "sama" if that makes you feel more comfortable, you're Kiyotaka-senpai's butler after all for now just tell me where I'm staying -Oops I forgot about Yagami- *cough* I mean in what place we will "stay"

Apparently Matsuo realized that I forgot about Yagami and gave a little amused laugh.

I looked at him out of the corner of my eye with a serious expression.

-*cough* They will be living in a mansion, it was owned by Atsuomi but moving a few strings it is now my property... By the way, could you give me the card with money that Kiyotaka-sama gave you?

Before I could reply, Yagami spoke from behind me.

When did you wake up?

—Why should I give you the card? I don't see a valid reason to give it to him.

Yagami looked at Matsuo with a frown along with his serious voice, Matsuo didn't even flinch at all, finally answering with a calm voice.

—Kiyotaka-sama's orders.

Those were the only three words that came out of his mouth, if they are senpai's orders I don't see why to doubt, now, it seems that Yagami and I don't have the same line of thought.

—Ayanokouji did not inform us of this.

I decided to intervene in the conversation by taking her to a flow where she could gather information, considering that Yagami will redirect her anger towards the butler if she doesn't speak, that is, she will feel useless for not being able to understand senpai.

—Could you provide us with information? Now we are in the dark. I don't have enough knowledge about Kiyotaka-senpai's plans.

I said interrogatively, the best course of action right now is to acquire all kinds of information that we have no idea about, plus it includes the fact that we have nothing to do until we reach our destination.

—Kiyotaka-sama is a very meticulous young man, he would not let "unnecessary" information leak after all that's how he acts, his actions are contradictory to a large extent sometimes, which I don't understand in my opinion at all this time that i carried out the orders of the young masterhe only lets you see what he wants you to see the rest will remain hidden unless the person himself reveals what he has planned even so it's quite complex... -He stopped for a few moments, thinking to himself- Their line of thought is absurd in many cases it makes you see what you want to see, likewise it is better to share information so that they can give a more objective point of view when seeing their actions.

So that's why... I think, senpai is much more than what he lets on, even when it comes to information he prefers to keep most of it to himself by hiding his actions from his own allies.

—But don't worry, once we arrive I'll explain everything I know.

It would only be a matter of waiting...

--

Pov third person

The car was parked in a condominium in a mansion specifically, the butler got out of the car, walked towards the doors and opened them one by one, letting the people who were sitting in the place get out of the car...

Yagami and Amasawa got out of the yellow car looking around, where there was no one.

—Well, feel free to take a tour of the condo later, now I need to show you the mansion and its rooms.

The butler Matsuo walked forward with the teenagers following behind, he opened the door to let them through.

—This is quite big, it almost looks like a castle.

Amasawa said with his usual cheerful voice.

They continued advancing, taking a tour of the place and passed first through the dining room, then the kitchen... They went on like this while Matsuo described each place they passed, they walked through the living room, the spa, the music room, the training room, the entertainment room and finally the rooms.

The place was well furnished and had an elegant air which surprised the young people a bit.

There were about 14 rooms on the second floor and 14 on the first, each room complete, each with its own kitchen, bathroom, and other necessities a human being might need.

—In your rooms there is some information that you will need and clean clothes, if you need or have any problem, do not hesitate to call, I will be on the first floor preparing dinner.

He made an elegant bow and with a smile he withdrew.

While Matsuo was preparing dinner, the teenagers went into their rooms...

...
...
...

—Young Amasawa, Young Yagami, dinner is already over. Do you want me to take you to your room or will you eat in the dining room?

Through a loudspeaker that was connected to every room in the mansion Matsuo spoke.

2 casually dressed teenagers came downstairs for dinner.

—We'll have dinner here Matsuo, I have some questions to ask you.

Yagami said seriously without his usual "good boy" facade.

—Come on, Yagami, don't be a killjoy, we tried for the first time another meal that is not the same balanced meal as always from the white room and are you going to start asking questions?

—Ha ha ha ha, I see that you get along well, first of all have lunch before answering your questions.

I arrange the cutlery with its utensils at the table with 10 chairs.

—Sit where you want, I'll go serve you.

The teenagers respectively sat facing each other waiting for their dinner.

Matsuo brought the dishes to the table, the dish consisted of "Kaiseki".

One soup and three side dishes: one raw fish, the second grilled food, and the third slow-cooked food.

This is followed by a plate of hors d'oeuvres and another of fried food to accompany a non-alcoholic wine served in a fine glass, the luxury brand drink "Natureo syrah 0,0" with an attractive cherry red color and finally, a bowl of rice, miso soup and pickled vegetables.

—Enjoy it

He withdrew with a slight bow, leaving the teens to eat.

—This... Great!

Amasawa swallowed looking at the food in front of his eyes with a star in them while Yagami.

—Oh! W-well we better eat before it gets cold.

Yagami hiding his desire to try such a delicacy nervously recommends to start eating, Amasawa furtively nodded.

They grabbed their cutlery and napkins and began to eat the fried chicken.

—Umai~ (delicious)

Amasawa with his hand on his cheek said with an expression of genuine joy, before continuing to eat his food quickly as if it were his first meal in years.

Unlike Yagami who was enjoying
his food in a calm manner but with an uncharacteristic twinkle in his eye.

After finishing his dish, Yagami rested his eyes on Amasawa who was sitting completely satisfied.

—My compliments to the chef...

—*sigh* that would be Matsuo. Leaving that aside, we can't have wine, we're underage, I'd better call Matsuo to make us another drink.

Amasawa ignored Yagami and elegantly drank his wine, expecting to taste wine for the first time.

—Hears! what has--

—Fantastic! Tastes good.

—Forgiveness?

Yagami curiously couldn't help but grab her glass and sniff her wine.

—*sniff* Smells good.

—TRUE? It has a fruity aroma with a touch of cloves that gives it a very nice warm touch~

The redheaded teenager was so engrossed in the wine that she didn't realize she was speaking like a veteran who had extensive knowledge of wine, even though it was the first wine she had tasted in her entire life.

—Since when did you become an expert in wines.

Amasawa smirks.

—It can't be helped, you know? Try it and the information will come to mind, that's how delicious this is, and by the way I didn't taste any kind of poison or alcohol.

Yagami continued to enjoy the smell of his wine and made up his mind.
He took a sip.

—It's... It's delicious, its flavor is very delicate, something sweet and very fruity with just one sip, 60% Syrah and 40% Garnacha come to mind, a perfect combination because the sweetness and smoothness of one is balanced by acidity and tannin--...

—You can stop? You're rambling a lot more than I am, just say it's delicious and that's it!

Yagami, realizing everything he had said, coughed a little to take away how uncomfortable the atmosphere became.
Until footsteps were heard approaching them.

—They like me? That's Kiyotaka-sama's favorite wine, it doesn't contain alcohol.
Hearing such a name, Yagami made a disgusted face.

That damn guy has good taste
He felt disgusted by liking something that the person he envies and hates likes.

—That's my senpai, he has good taste, I wouldn't be surprised if he marries me.

Amasawa said in a smug manner.

—Hahahahaha there's no doubt about that Amasawa-sama -changing the subject Matsuo adjusted his voice a bit to a serious tone- well before going on to the questions...

He took two cell phones out of his pockets, these cell phones had four cameras with a logo on the bottom back in the shape of a "T" below that "T" it had "Tesla" written if enough attention was paid to the cameras at the bottom a strange sign resembling the R could be observedwhich was Pi "π".

—Take each one, these will be your cell phones, with them you will be able to communicate in case someone makes a call, each cell phone was modified by Kiyotaka-sama, no one will be able to locate you... No one, except the one who modified them.

Matsuo said with a somewhat mysterious tone.

The two young people who realized that let him go because there are more important things to ask, they received their cell phones and put them in their pockets respectively, and then they looked seriously at Matsuo.

—Matsuo...

Yagami started.

—Explain yourself. How come you are our father?

He said with a tone that was somewhat doubtful and surprised.

—Yes. Explain, in my room I found documents that said that you are our father and Yagami is my brother.

—Kiyotaka-sama told me that I would act as a father to you two and that's what I did, my young master made some movements behind the scenes of which I don't know.

Matsuo answered without a sign of perturbation, from his expression you could see that he wasn't lying at all.

—I understand... There are advantages to take advantage of by not knowing that we were part of the white room.

Yagami spoke with her hands on her chin.

—As expected of Kiyotaka-senpai, he's got it all covered.

Amasawa nodded in satisfaction at the answer.

—Yes. In the documents, as you may have read, there is his new story both as a baby and up to his current age, geniuses like you will already have understood what the purpose of "the stories" is, so I won't bother explaining the details.

Matsuo spoke, moving his head slightly from left to right.

—Yes. That's self explanatory, about the card... You want to launder the money, am I wrong?

Yagami looked at Matsuo offering his opinion on the matter of the credit card.

—May I ask what made you think that?

Instead of Yagami it was Amasawa who answered.

—It's obvious, in the first place in our supposed new story, it was found that our "father" Matsuo Seichi is a lumber businessman, he is also one of the main producers of lollipop sticks in the entire country, there is something suspicious her--..

Yagami interrupted Amasawa.

—I'll explain from here Amasawa -Amasawa nodded with a smile that didn't feel real at all, leaving the matter to Yagami- the place where we are is a condominium, clearly worth more than billions of dollars, which proves that you have enough money to buying this, by its own logic, such money is not clean at all for a "lumberjack" entrepreneur who started just a few years ago.

Matsuo was amazed by the deductive abilities of the two youths in front of him, regained his composure and began to speak.

—Ha ha ha ha ha how was expected of two geniuses who passed the tests of that disgusting place... -He said with a slightly disgusted look before continuing- You're right, Kiyotaka-sama obtained all of Ayanokōji Atsuomi's fortune and properties while he was away in the United States, I could even say much earlier. How? I don't know myself, Kiyotaka-sama's actions... I don't understand any of them, as I said before, it only reveals what it wants to reveal, the rest leaves it in the dark.

Matsuo spoke with a bitter smile.

—So the entire fortune is on this credit card.

Yagami said taking out the golden card from his pockets and then showing it to Matsuo.

—What if I got away with this? I could live with all the money that is here, you know? I have no obligation to give it to you.

Yagami said with a sly smile along with her words that threatened to steal the money.

—It wouldn't work, I only know the password, the one Kiyotaka-sama gave you is false, I have the real password and... -Matsuo stopped before continuing speaking but this time with a sharp glint in his eyes- no i said that the whole fortune is in that card.

Matsuo said with his usual imperturbable smile.

—Sly old man, you knew I wanted to get information out of you, right?

—Investors are puppets without knowing it is what the young master told me, unfortunately he did not leave me more information my apologies.

He said bowing his head a little.

"That's all the information huh, putting it all together... The lollipop sticks, the puppet investors, the money, and the condo. It only leads me to one conclusion...

—This was not a recent plan...

Those words escaped from Amasawa's mouth who continued speaking.

—I came to a conclusion... According to the information, you Matsuo, for years you were doing this if my assumptions are not wrong you must have a personal card that from time to time you fill it with false money, which would be used to make a change with investors... They would use the money to multiply their earnings by investing in the bank, and then give them a part of their earnings, the resulting money would be clean but there is something I don't understand...

Matsuo nodded satisfied and left the place to return in a minute, but now with a tablet in his hands, the tablet was turned on showing current news and news from a few years ago on the screen.

-What!?

-Hey?

Both Yagami and Amasawa were startled by what was seen on the tablet and what Matsuo was trying to indicate.

On the tablet you could see news about companies that went bankrupt for counterfeiting money, some were unfairly accused and managed to free themselves of suspicion along with their name which was cleared, the most unfortunate had to pay prison terms.

[Multi-million dollar company counterfeits money, and uses small and medium-sized companies as a cover]

[Company falls into ruins-...]

[Company "M.r" accused of counterfeiting money]

[Company unfairly accused]

[Company does not pay wages to its workers]

[Powdered milk, used as a substitute for cow's milk...]

[Company pays compensation for--...]

[Lomber company falls into ruin...]

[--]

The news continued and the date indicated that some news were from a year ago, others from two years ago and finally this year was left (Currently).

—We sacrifice medium and large companies so as not to be exposed. In other words, according to Kiyotaka-sama's indications, I was able to destroy the main company that provides similar products to my company from within without supposedly signing a contract with them to sell the product. Most of my actions, which would give them the assurance that they had "Matsuo's company" in their hands, but unfortunate for them, they went into the lion's den, their entire company passed into my hands contrary to their expectations. The other companies were destroyed to avoid ruining the economic bloc by compensating 80% for everything that was falsified. I ruined "my own company" leaving "breadcrumbs" that led the detectives to a multimillion-dollar company frowned upon by most citizens,they suspected that it was that same company that sowed destruction in the other companies by defaming banknote counterfeiting... There are many more details, but that's all I know at the moment, that should be enough for you--

Amasawa and Yagami nodded already understanding where all this is going.

—*sigh* So this was a test.

Yagami sighed tired of plan after plan, he can't let his guard down for a second.

"He caught me in a "Test Trap" again"

—So it seems Yagami, the old man wanted to see how fast we deduced and understood the information, filling in the existing gaps.

Matsuo took the tablet away and placed it on a nearby table.

—So in conclusion, this card contains nothing.

Yagami spoke dryly, leaving the conclusion they came to.

—If it's empty.

Matsuo responded in kind.
The conclusion that Yagami reached with Amasawa was correct.

Matsuo returned to his previous attitude with a warm smile forming on his face.

-Yes. The card doesn't even have a yen on it.

He answered again but this time with enthusiasm in his voice.

Yagami realized how stupid he was.

"So you are telling me that you have everything in your control and if I dare to run away I will be severely punished... You fucking lunatic"

—Senpai is great, showing his superiority I mean... He's someone you can't mess with Yagami-kyun.

"Annoying"

Yagami thought

—Well, it's late so I'm going to rest, if you'll excuse me.

Matsuo withdrew, leaving the red-haired girl and the green-eyed young man alone.

—Ayanokōji, that guy is destroying multi-million dollar companies while he's dead, what the hell is he.

He looked at the tablet in shock while Amasawa looked at him annoyed.

—Senpai is not dead stop talking in an idiotic way Yagami.

Amasawa said with darkness in his voice.

—You don't even believe that, Amasawa, you yourself saw that he died, there's no chance of him surviving.

Contrary to Yagami's thought that the girl in front of him would attack, she just smiled.

—Everything is going according to senpai's plan. Why am I confident? Why did he tell me that, that his death is just a hoax for many, do you really think that senpai, a person who, being locked in the white room, controlled Matsuo and led him to create a company destroying others in the process, would he die? so pathetic? He is not like you think before speaking Yagami.

Yagami was enraged.

"How dare that chick call me, pathetic"

But she held back, there was no need to hit her only friend, that's what she thought...

Trin*

A notification reached the ears of the young

The place was the tablet, they got a little closer to the table and clicked on the notification place, thus showing news after news.

[Multiple crashes on the highway leave around 25 dead and 12 seriously injured...]

[Murder in the streets...]

[Attempted armed bank robbery...]

[Buses collide in triple wreck]

[--]

"This Doesn't Look Good"

It was what the two young people thought, coinciding in their thoughts.

—This is too much of a coincidence, what is happening?

Yagami said puzzled.

—Well, it doesn't matter, I'm going to sleep, sleep well, Yagami.

Not caring about the news, Amasawa went from the dining room to his room to rest.

-Something's wrong...

Yagami said out loud unconsciously, putting her thoughts aside for now and starting to move to her bedroom to sleep for the first time in a comfortable bed.

"I hope you're dead Ayanokouji Kiyotaka"

He went to bed without first forgetting to curse the person he hates the most.

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Pov Third Person

The next day...

Somewhere in Tokyo, 2 people were sitting, one of them had a stern and cold look while the other party was lifeless-eyed.

The person with lifeless eyes, namely Atsuomi, was with hooks (handcuffs) in his hands leaning against the table, likewise he had his gaze lowered.

They were in the Japanese police interrogation being questioned by the detective in front of him.

—Ayanokouji Atsuomi, files were "found" about a facility called the white room.

The person in front of him spoke, he had a sharp look along with tired brown eyes, he looked like a full-fledged workaholic at first glance he looked like a 60-year-old man, an old person which differed from his real age, which is 36 years, a renowned top-notch detective indeed,He is known for solving cases that turned out to be impossible for many, that is the person who is in front of Atsuomi right now.

He had the "evidence" in his hands, multiple sheets of paper arranged in a folder so that it could be read like a book, he hit the table with his clenched fists with the intention that Atsuomi would pay attention to what he was about to ask.

—Children kidnapped, sold, bought along with human trafficking... He is accused of violating human rights. Anything to say in your defense?

Atsuomi didn't answer, he just stared at the ground with a lost look.

—Children killed, tortured and forced to kill each other, don't you plan to say anything?

For the first time, Ayanokōji Atsuomi showed such a reaction as he raised his face, his gaze showing both confusion and nervousness.

—If you're not going to talk then... What do you think of your son? That's right, I'm talking about your only son Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

Atsuomi upon hearing said name, her usual gaze slowly began to return.

—The child… Your own flesh and blood, you used it to fulfill your twisted ambitions, you are scum, I can't believe such a malevolent human being is allowed to exist in this world.

The detective spoke with contempt and exhaustion while that man (Atsuomi) trembled... Helplessness? For losing his beloved masterpiece or...

—From what I see, you had the intention of accusing your son of killing everyone in that place -he paused for a few moments before speaking and forming a cunning smile- And not only that, you know what I'm talking about, right?
Atsuomi chose to listen, talking too much in this case would condemn you, his words could be used against him.

—You know that we detectives work seriously on this, the fact that they play with our minds is our daily bread. -with each word that the detective uttered, Atsuomi's situation became even more complicated than it already was- {A teenager threatened and controlled his father, to create a facility where it is possible to create geniuses only bye the inhuman efforts of infants, not need DNA to surpass or be at the level of a genius, all this for the mere curiosity of the psychopathic child}

Atsuomi fell silent with her gaze coming to life, listening to the detective's story.

—What do you think of that story? Don't you think it's unreal? After all, a child could not be capable of devising all that and that said child assassinates a thousand highly trained soldiers, who had all kinds of lethal weapons, each carefully equipped and even grenades. -the detective took a breath and then continued- In short, it's not possible, but... It's not that simple, it's more complicated than that, seriously ufff, trying to unravel your plan was quite complicated without taking into account that all this time I was investigating you looking for evidence of the "white room" you never know wholisten, well, can you understand the essence of what I'm talking about?

Atsuomi still didn't understand, his brain was racing but he still didn't understand. No one could blame him. The deception system the detective was talking about was too complicated for one to decipher with just a thought.

—Could you stop that stupid act? -Intending to make him drop the beans, the detective went deeper into the story- Ayanokouji Atsuomi a successful businessman, known for being cunning and a perfectionist with a plan as flimsy as "My son manipulated me and created the white room"

—Don't you think it's weird?

Atsuomi began to understand what the detective wanted to get to, he began to break out in a cold sweat from the feeling of anguish that ran through his entire body, the detective, realizing that, continued ruthlessly.

—A trap... That's what a detective would think investigating superficial evidence, but in my case, I searched and found hidden evidence...

"What it means... That I devised this so that they would look for a ghost who wanted to get me out of the way by planting all these false evidence"

Atsuomi thought, "I can't take this anymore" and decided to speak.

—Yes. I Ayanokōji Atsuomi can claim to be the creator of the white room. -he said with a determined look- But... I wasn't the one who killed all the people in the white room the day you all intervened --...

The detective, satisfied with his answer, cut him off.

—You say that your son was the one who killed them? That's not possible, he's a child for God's sake stop your stupid actions and start talking, your destiny may change depending on your answers, my patience is running out, Atsuomi. -The detective decided to go deeper into the conversation looking to probe this person- He asked me how desperate you can be, if you look at it superficially the culprit of the massacre could be the child, even so it would be impossible for a human, less a child to murder to a thousand soldiers toUnless they don't defend themselves... If you look at the detailed facts, everything changes.

—Are you trying to accuse me of being a liar? The truth is that my son killed all the soldiers, including those who were in that place, I see no reason to lie in my situation.

Atsuomi said with a stern voice, it had a harsh and annoyed tone.
The detective ignored Atsuomi's words and continued speaking.

—Actually you were playing with my mind along with the rest of the detectives who are in charge of this case, at first sight someone behind the scenes manipulated all the strings so that you blame your genius son for threatening you... Planning all this point. -The detective put his hands on his chin thinking about everything- It's too deceptive, we all racked our brains, we even had to resort to detectives from other countries to try to solve this, the summary of this is "Anonymous manipulating everyone behind the scenes so that I blame your sonto manipulate his father, the purpose? Get out of his way" that's what you wanted us to believe...

—You're very cunning Atsuomi, you thought we wouldn't notice that, seriously someone like you to devise that kind of plan taking into account everything you are undoubtedly a is monster...

Atsuomi for the first time showed surprise, an unreal plan of which he had no idea was imposed on him.

-Than!?

Atsuomi, stunned, could only utter one word.

—A few days before what happened, you went to visit the president. Your purpose? Ask him to join you, I may ask. The reason for that?

"Reason? How did they know that I went to the United States as a representative of the President of Japan, the only ones who knew about it were the President, the General, and…"

—You're not going to answer?

—Does the fact that he answers change anything? I will have the same fate whether I answer or not, right?

—In that you are right, your destiny has already been decided by the excess of evidence, which was very difficult to obtain.

"In fact, I've been investigating this for years. I couldn't risk accusing him without proof, the ideal thing was to hide and find out everything about him..."
The detective thought.

—I'll speak for you in that case, the reason you went to the president was to ask for his patronage, you... You already had an idea that it was only a matter of time before you fell.

"This is getting more and more complicated..."

Atsuomi was worried about the possibility of being accused of many cases that have nothing to do with him, actually Atsuomi himself had no idea about it, he hide the white room well in the first place, the place was still being supported by many investors and there were nono case of complaint or suspicion by the minister or the police force.

The detective took a small tape recorder out of his shirt pocket and put it on the table.

[-What do you propose?
-Actually I have many businessmen and people with a lot of power in Japan who are supporting this... But as you know that is only limited to Japan.
-I understand what you mean. You need help from powerful people in other countries, am I wrong?
-You are not mistaken, sir. I need support from other powers in the world so that the experiments carried out in case they are discovered have insurance... You should already be aware that this is not-]

He cut off the conversation.

He repeated the conversation but only a part.

[-You are not mistaken sir. I need support from other powers in the world so that the experiments carried out in case they are discovered have a sec-]

—Like "in case they are discovered" just the same day that I managed to collect enough evidence to make an intervention, suspicious, don't you think? And along with the fact that the reporting of missing children and newborns stopped a few years ago making it clear that he did not want to be found out, and about the massacre that took place yesterday which was dubbed "the white killing"...

"This..." Atsuomi was getting more and more confused hearing his story differently than it really is.

—In one of the lifeless bodies of the militants was a pair of gloves of the type that leave no traces... Weird, don't you think? Add in the fact that in the room we found a test tube containing a strange blue liquid, it was investigated and found to be some kind of insanity serum that prompts you to savagely kill everyone in your line of vision, they did an experiment on miceand its effects were temporary, after a few minutes both the effect and all traces of the liquid in the blood disappeared... You poisoned the military before going to attack the young man, it would not be surprising if the poison is impossible to find by taking note the "serum"... In fact, we still haven't found an antidote for said "Madness Serum". Soon renowned scientists will come to question you about that, that serum... The fact that it has no cure is a global danger.

Atsuomi couldn't take it anymore and got up from his seat, hitting the table in the process.

—What does it say!? I sent all the soldiers to catch my son who rebelled against me.

I speak with a strong tone.

—In fact, you wanted to be the victim, due to the poison the militants were incapacitated, resulting in death, on the other hand, the effect of the serum on the young man made him a being without reason for a few minutes, I kill each one of them, you even calculated the time it takes to makeThe effect of the poison, so before the poison affects the military you ordered as the first priority to kill everyone in the room without leaving traces, except your son, but before they realized the effect of the poison and the serum took place and that is where the massacre began.

"What is this, none of this is right all this information is corrupted..."

—Your silence says everything.

—Wait! I didn't devise any of that, my son Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was running away from the place destroying everyone, Don't you think a better option for me at that time was to flee the country?

—Heh how expected of a monster like you, the acting you're employing right now is wonderful, it would fool anyone other than me. I solved many difficult cases but let me tell you that your case was extreme, i doubt very much that I would have solved it if it were not for the clues and evidence, which I was racking my brain to find... -The detective continued in a more serious way, implying that he was not allowed to speak, understanding that Atsuomi fell silent- You had two options if the president of the United States did not agree to support your cause.
The first was to stay in Japan taking into account the possibility of getting caught.
The second, running away from the country and losing everything.
You bet on the first one and I'm sorry to say that your bet was bad... {A father manipulated by his monstrous son to experiment on children and the son threatening to kill his father, the father in self defense orders his bodyguard to shoot his son}

Realizing that it was time to speak, Atsuomi acted quickly.

—I assure you that I had nothing to do with the massacre.

The detective responded.

—So you keep denying it... watch this video.

The detective took a cell phone out of his pants pocket, played a video and showed it to Atsuomi. The video showed a soldier with an emaciated appearance, tired, saying that in exchange for his life, they should forgive his family by killing themselves on the spot.

—This person did not want to comply with your request and had no choice but to give his life for the slightest chance that you would forgive his family, apparently he was quite intelligent realizing that he was going to die no matter what he did, due to the impact and the gun drop the camera went off right onAt that time, if he had hit himself a little more, there would have been no evidence, but even without that you are already incriminated, on a gun there were traces of a young man, you reached the point of threatening him so that he would hold the gun, counting on the fact of on us intervening immediately.

At this point Atsuomi broke down because of everything said in front of him, inserting thoughts where there aren't any, actions where he has nothing to do with it.

"It's stupid!"

—I don't understand what you're talking about...

—You'd better stop being silly. -the detective continued probing in search of the person in front of him divulge everything with his own mouth- We found calls and audios in which you ordered that if they manage to discover your actions, they would say that they saw you near the boy and the young man threatened you with destroy everything you created(company), it's a double trap with two possible outcomes...
Your child falls or the anonymous ghost set you up.

Atsuomi exploded with anger.

—Is he trying to say that he wanted you guys to believe that Kiyotaka threatened me so he could create the white room according to his orders, and that if it doesn't work, being too obvious would mean someone set me up!?

—If you're right, it's absurd, but I wouldn't be surprised by you after everything you showed... -I paused for a moment before continuing- we have all the information we need, about the four generations.

-What!? Four?

—If you created four generations. Well it seems we're done for today, we found many hidden traces that you would be the main culprit of all this so your fate is already decided--... Ah but before that I'll show you this last thing.

The detective approached the speaker on the table and spoke

—Show him in.

A few seconds passed, then the door opened to reveal a person with his hands tied, blood running down his bruised and swollen face.

—A survivor of "the white slaughter" is your butler according to what I investigated, now... -she turned her gaze towards the person- Who was the one who organized everything, from the white room to the butcher shop?

The "butler" burst into tears with a desperate look and full of regret.

—Ayanokouji Kiyotaka-sama, it's Ayanokouji Kiyotaka-sama, it was that demon child, it was the…

The detective stopped his chatter

—I ask again! Who was the one who created this catastrophe?

The butler began to tremble.

—Excuse me Atsuomi-sama betrayed you, I don't deserve to live after having betrayed you and-I'm sorry.

He fell miserably to the ground crying profusely.

—Take him away.

Indicated to the guard standing at the door.

Atsuomi was frozen, he did not know this person, he was unknown to him, Atsuomi prayed for a miracle to occur that would allow him to defend himself in order to escape the country as soon as possible, his pleas had an effect, At the hands of an angel? o...

bell*

bell*

bell*

The detective's phone began to vibrate so he got up and proceeded to answer it.

[—Hello who am I talking to--I'm busy--How?--yes--that procedure is against the rule--What?--fine --The evidence is relevant I don't think he sees a reason why he can be given the right to defend himself *sigh*--okay]

The detective put away his cell phone and turned to Atsuomi.

—You're in luck Atsuomi, you'll have a chance to defend yourself, for now I'll let you make a call.

Atsuomi thought it was the perfect time to act.

—Go back to your cell now... By the way, your son...

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...

One day before exactly at night.

In a room there are 7 people dressed in gloves, face masks and a light green outfit.

They were in the middle of an operation, operating on a brown-haired boy.

Beep*

Beep*

Beep*

9 white lights shining towards the young man's face.

"I'll remove the skin around the wound. (doctor 1)

The doctor is concentrating on the child, speaking with clear sweat running down his forehead.

—Proceed to disinfect the wound carefully. (doctor 1)

He spoke to his colleague in front of him.

—Proceed with its complete debridement. (doctor 3)

Beep*

Beep*

Beep*

Piiiiiiiiiiii*

—Shit! carefully, checking the pulse.(Doctor 1)

Beep*

Beep*

Beep*

With this being complicated, his colleague was not good enough.

—Don't fail like that again focus, let's continue. (Doctor 4)

His assistant wiped the sweat from the forehead of (Doctor 1) with a rag

—The damaged part must be removed before brain inflammation occurs. (doctor 1)

He proceeded to act swiftly, carefully.

Click*

—Extracted bullet. (doctor 1)

Sigh* a sigh of relief escaped the doctors lips.

—Incredible, the bullet did not affect any cerebral artery. (Doc 6)

—Yes. The bullet passed skimming, all that remains is to reinforce the wall of the artery. (doctor 2)

...
...
...

Hours later.

—Ufff, that was complicated. (doctor 1)

—Yes, a mix-up could have led to the young man's death. (Doctor 4)

—Yes. You are right...

"Although he almost died because of my confusion"

Thought (Doctor 5)

—Although the boy's luck is great, imagine if the bullet had gone completely through an artery, it would be much more complicated to operate. (doctor 2)

—Yes. He boy avoided the worst. (doctor 1)

—Totally agree. (Doc 6)

—It's already daylight huh... We spent a whole night operating, it's better to go have breakfast... (Doctor 4)

—Good idea. (doctor 1)

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...
...

Back to the present.

—Its alive.

Said words sent a chill through Atsuomi.

—Is he alive, you say?

—Yes, that's how you hear it, the bullet didn't affect any cerebral artery, which increased the chances of saving his life, how lucky the boy is... With everything he's suffered, it's the least good that could happen to him.

—My masterpiece... stay alive.

He said accidentally leaking his true thoughts.

—It is not your masterpiece, you are not his father and you never will be, the child will be transferred to an orphanage.

"I hope the child makes friends in that place"

The detective thought to himself.

—Orphanage? I am the father of that child, why send him to an orphanage.

Atsuomi spoke with an intimidating tone that did not affect the detective.

—You were... you are no longer anyone to that child.

Atsuomi upon hearing that let out a mocking laugh.

—Heh. That child is dangerous, I recommend that you keep him locked up.

—Dangerous you say? The only danger here for the boy and the country is you Atsuomi let me tell you.

The detective responded with an annoyed tone.

—That child was the one who devastated the place where they intervened, not even I could believe that this was possible and do you plan to let him run free through an orphanage?

—The child suffered a lot and you are still determined to lie, it will be better for you to retire, I don't want to see your pitiful existence anymore.

—I warn you that what I say is serious, that child is a danger, I don't know how to feel about it knowing that he is alive.

Atsuomi said with a bitter tone.

—Take him away.

A police officer entered and took Atsuomi to his cell.

Meanwhile the detective...

—*sigh* This fox, Atsuomi is quite persuasive.

"After not resting for days to investigate that place, today will be the day I finally get some rest"

After a few minutes he fell asleep.

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...
...

In the cell where Atsuomi is.

"I have to get out of this place, I will get my property back no matter what, if I don't get it I will destroy it"

Those were his thoughts, while he thought about what to do to flee the country.

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...
...

In a hospital, in a specific room, there is a teenager with brown hair lying on his back with his eyes closed.

"I don't feel any presence..."

The young man thought.

He slowly opened his eyes revealing his golden orbs, beautiful yet terrifying at the same time.

The young man opened his mouth and spoke to no one in particular.

—Atsuomi show me your brilliant performance...

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English is not my native language so sorry for the mistakes.

Feel free to criticize me

V1 - C5: The curiosity of a cat

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

Everything went according to plan, which doesn't surprise me since even if something went wrong I had multiple backup plans, within which Atsuomi ends up where I want him to end up.

"Although he still has a lot to do..."

I need to keep creating stories of my secondary and main characters to fulfill my purpose, therefore, tie them to the main story...

What is the main story?

The first thing to understand is that

This is not a game of chess...

This is the story of a chess game.

For the story of the game to flow, I need pieces.

Leaving that aside...

Atsuomi's story at this point is written, this play created by me, it's just a part of what's to come, although it won't be long to leave it free will...

The only thing missing is his last performance, the last page of the book, I will let his story write itself since by modifying most of it all will go according to my wishes so my intervention will no longer be necessary, he will perform for me.

Whether I wanted it or not, even without realizing that fact.

"I expect a lot from you Atsuomi, don't disappoint me"

As I think about it right now I continue to create possible stories with billions of possible outcomes from everyone I interact with.

"By changing a person's life a little or interacting with them a little, it's enough... That person will already be in my hands and they will only be my characters"

Consequently, others will fall like dominoes.

And if they don't fall

I will force them to fall

"Humans are open books, whether they like it or not, they filter part of what their life is through unconscious actions"

What about me? Am I human?

What is it that makes a human?

The answer is in the question.

I will be entering a school soon, so I hope to find a good actor there.

I need to improve my facial expressions.

An Elite school apparently, with an acceptance rate of 100% which is obviously false, I would not be surprised if everyone, intelligent or not, realizes the falsehood of said 100%.

I guess the school would give 100% employment to special people leaving the others as waste...

No. It could not be a waste, it would be defects.

Exam scores in this country (Japan) are divided into 4 classes. A (優) which would mean a grade of 80 to 100% Very Good.

The second is B ryō (良) which would be Good or outstanding from 70 to 79.99%

The third C: ka (可) which would be in simple words Average, would be approved, but a grade of 60 to 69.99% would not be highlighted

The fourth note is F fuka (不可) which has the meaning. Fail 0 to 59.99%

The possibility that the classes are divided in that order to separate those who will reach 100% employment.

Defects that's what I'll call them. It would be the last class.

But replacing the F, would be the D, would it be possible for the other letters to be replaced?

I'm not an omniscient being so I would have no idea, but for now I'll stop digging into it and think about other things, I'll leave it at that.

Clase (A)

Class B

C-class

Class D defects

Although the possibility of this being the case is high or low depending on many factors, putting something as obvious as that almost seems like cheating.

My intuition and deduction never failed me so I strongly believe that it is divided by those 4 classes.

Well now yes, the main thing.

The doctors managed to save me from the bullet embedded in my brain, which was expected, since it increases the chances of recovery.

I eat?

The bullet did not affect any artery.

Luck?

Coincidence?

Work of destiny?

Nothing of that.

it was just me...

Retrospective scene.

I sat down and got up from the chair across from me multiple times as Atsuomi and the General stood frozen, stunned by the bloody scene caused by me, a 15-year-old teenager.

"Humans are interesting beings, when they see the impossible before their eyes they get scared to the point of even emitting unpleasant emotions"

I'll try to find out more about it later.

"Now... who shall I experiment on ?"

I'll leave it for later, for now let's go to the main thing, the chair was well attached, calculate the distance you would have to take to land in a good position...

Take into account one of the laws of free fall, more precisely that of vertical movement.

"Every freely falling body has a vertical trajectory "

With that ready, I nodded slightly satisfied with the result

This chair will serve its purpose correctly.

"Well, now..."

A few minutes later.

Everything as planned, the general is scared and sweating cold which is not surprising after all, each of the soldiers sent could be considered absurd monsters in terms of strength and weapons handling.

She refuses to believe what she sees before her eyes, so I decided to appeal to her sense of fear and despair within her... It worked .

"Come to me General-kun, don't hesitate..."

The general fired his firearm , the bullet was traveling at a speed of 1000 m/s

The speed plus the force of impact would be out of hand for any human being, but for me who already dodged multiple similar and even faster bullets...

"I'll let it hit me full"

I stretched out my hand to my forehead looking like this is a desperate attempt to protect myself, meanwhile my brain began to process everything around me.

Electrical signals travel at immense speeds from the retina through the optic nerve to my brain.

(All of this happened in less than a second)

The bullet was close to my forehead, I could see the incredible power of said bullet along with a yellowish glow fused with red.

"Hot"

Carefully slightly deflected the bullet that was meant to kill, letting it reach my skull without hitting any cerebral artery.

"The best option is to ensure the survival rate, I cannot trust the possibility of being treated by a capable doctor"

I felt the bullet burn a little from the palm of my hand.

"20C, the bullet generates heat due to the speed at which it has been propelled, adding the dynamite and the fact that the firearm the General is holding is of some caliber is the least that would be expected, but--."

I focused too much on my thoughts.

Good. The bullet entered my skull, with my strength running out I threw the weapon in my hand to Atsuomi.

Letting the force of fall and gravity carry me to the chair behind me, I slumped .

My consciousness began to darken,

End of flashback

"To create it is necessary to destroy"

My purposes.

Enjoy perhaps?

Extinguish the human race?

Break Human thought?

Make humanity my puppets?

All those questions...

The unfortunate will die without knowing the answer or the truth of my actions.

Human bliss is to die living in falsehood and deceit.

For now I will wait...

. . . .
.

"Ahh~ How refreshing"

-Yum--

By the way, now I am eating a food that I never had the opportunity to try, according to the information in books its name is gelatin, the one I am eating right now is strawberry flavor.

"Delicious"

After the operation I fell asleep for a day, although I was awake it would be better to sleep so as not to attract unnecessary attention.

Finishing my jelly, I put the container aside where there was a small table.

Right now I am in a hospital bed in a white gown, similar to the one I had on when I was "in that room."

The people in charge of my operation came by several times to see my condition, they were surprised by how quickly I woke up after what happened.

Being busy, the doctors who took care of me will be replaced by another person, who will take care of me while I am in this place.

Doctors are running everywhere for staff to help, the lack of beds is also visible.

Why?

Accidents in the streets and everywhere continue to occur.

"Everything as planned..."

The hospital is looking for employees, and supplies, but the state is not helping them.

"Human scum abounds for humanity, you will always find it no matter where you go"

Even though I was the cause of this...

Everything is for the greater good. I.

"With a little crumbs, this will be settled..."

Everything is going according to plan, it is only a little while before the catastrophic but almost invisible distrust begins, it will be buried only to increase and be dug up later, which will create an unfathomable chaos...

For now this is the first stage.

Another story is being written, its main and secondary actors are making their appearance, they are only subjects of history without realizing their actions are already written.

I will personally take care of modifying your default story according to my wishes.

Apparently I'm too into my monologue. . . .
.

In my arms are connected thin tubes with a liquid flowing according to its mass and composition I can assume that it is serum.

The doctors in charge of my operation will be busy, so they will not have time to observe my condition, so a doctor would have to come to take care of me.

"Depending on the person who arrives I will have to modify my plans a bit"

Create and modify the story of a person so that they go in a direction in which I want...

That's what I do, I don't do it for satisfaction, I do it merely to fulfill my purposes.

I wonder...

If you tell a person that their whole life was in the palms of their hands of someone they don't know.

What would be your first reaction if everything was taken from that person... Ruining his predetermined history, modifying it only for the benefit of a being that cannot be incomprehensible and unknown?

I'll find out soon...

While I was in my deep monologue, a doctor was taking some documents out of the drawers under the small table to my right.

"Arrived just in time"

—Sir, excuse me.

Speak in a confused and nervous tone.

The doctor looked away from the documents and looked at me instead.

—Oh, you woke up.

I speak without looking at me, then shift his gaze to me, his gaze meeting my eyes, then startling in the process.

Don't let any kind of darkness seep in for what you would assume would be the color of my eyes, or because I merely have something on my face which should be impossible as I am on guard even in my sleep, there is no way to that can catch me off guard.

"Now that I think about it... what are my eye colors?"

I never noticed that in the white room I couldn't see myself, for that I needed a mirror and there weren't any of those in that place.

The Doctor calmed down a bit and spoke after a few seconds of silence.

—Do you need anything kid?

—I-I want to draw..."

I said looking away a little along with my distant voice.

The Doctor reacted by getting up from the place where he was looking for documents and smiled warmly.

—Okay, wait a minute.

He picked up his documents, they were in one of the drawers, in a light blue folder

Inside which were many sheets, some numbered.

Immediately locate number 31.

"This will be easier"

The person standing to my right rummaged through his pockets and took out a black marker from inside.

—Excuse me, kid, all I have now is this...

He showed me his marker, a deep black.

"It will do... Now"

He looked at the clock on the wall which marked the time of day.

5:31 *

—Hmm. See, I don't know if you could bring me a small mirror.

—A mirror? So that?

He replied in a doubtful tone.

With my hand I signaled for him to come a little closer to speak to him with a low voice.

He approached so I only whispered a few words to him.

I would like to try to draw my face.

The Doctor nodded, but was taken aback by the fact that she asked him to come closer just to whisper those only words to him, but he let it go.

—Well. So wait for me.

He left his marker along with his documents on the table next to me and walked away leaving me alone in the room.

When I realized that there was no one besides me in this place...

From my pocket I took some coins.

I took them away from the doctor the moment he approached me.

I removed those thin tubes attached to my arms, got up, and walked over to a cordless phone attached to the wall.

Insert Coin*

... ...

Formulate my next plan that will kill several birds with one stone, after making the call I went to my bed where I was two minutes ago, I took the black marker and took out three sheets from the light blue folder.

The first two sheets had content inside with signatures and seals while the third sheet...

It was empty.

...

...

...

After finishing everything I lay on the bed and closed my eyes...

"The preparations are ready, I will write a new story... And it will not have a happy ending"

--

Meanwhile in a mansion.

Third person POV

An elderly man left the phone he was talking on a few moments ago, smiled and spoke in a low voice.

"So another movement will begin, young master."

The person who spoke in a low voice was Matsuo.

"Rest assured that I will comply with your orders to the letter."

He took out his cell phone, which was the same brand that he gave to Yagami and Ichica.

He began to speak for someone via call.

...
...

..

After finishing her call, she searched through her contacts and dialed someone in particular.

Tin*

Tin*

Tin*

It began to ring, after a few seconds the person on the other end of the cell phone answered.

Matsuo started to speak.

—Hello President Sakayagani, I'm Matsuo...

??? POV

—Ahhhh~

I just woke up.

I slept so well today... Now that I think about it, it's the first day that I don't have that kind of nightmare.

What kind of nightmare?

Well... . . . .

At the age of 7 I used to play in a nearby park with my friend, her name was...

Issey Kaito, she actually told me that her real name was Kaiko, but she preferred me to call her by Kaito, she was 6 years old, she was a year younger than me, she was a woman, but she was a tomboy and she liked to dress like a man, we always went out to play in the park near his house.

I was happy with her, she was my first friend, although a "little" eccentric. One day she told me that she would cut her hair to highlight her taste.

I was surprised at that moment, so I asked him who recommended that he do that, for which he responded by saying that it was a friend of his father's.

His friend was a professional and a polite and kind person, that's what he said

At that age she didn't understand things very well like she does now, so I motivated her...

That was a serious mistake.

When he cut his hair, he came to me happily telling me about how his mom helped him cut it now he had a resemblance between a woman and a man.

Thereafter...

Every time we went to play I would see her beaten and with red eyes I would ask her what was happening to her, but she always answered me the same.

/"Don't worry, this is my fault"/

The sparkle in his eyes faded every day.

When I turned 11, he stopped coming to play with me, I was worried, but I kept him to myself.

One day I couldn't take this anymore so I decided to go to her house to call her to play as we always did, I decided as a surprise to go on her birthday since it was not long before she turned 10 years old.

...--... ...

Retrospective scene

"The time has come"

I got ready to go , I put on short pants and a hood, I wore some red flowers that I found in my garden.

Her once long blood red hair is beautiful so ...

"Hee, Hee, Ji I'm sure he'll like my present"

"Once he told me that my silver hair was pretty too, he sometimes gave me white flowers and my heart leapt with joy so--."

I was wandering too much in my thoughts without realizing that I was already close to her house, I mentally prepared myself to go visit my friend after months.

*deep breath*

" Go "

I put on a determined smile.

When I got close to his house I saw something I didn't think was possible.

A man dressed in all black was coming out of his house, wearing a bird mask.

" S-scary "

My instincts told me to run as fast as I can.

His mask was terrifying...

"It's like death itself."

I couldn't move, my body didn't obey, I was paralyzed waiting for the man with the mask not to notice me.

"Don't look at me. Please. Please. Please. Please. Get away."

I waited with tears in my eyes holding back my screams.

I held my breath to the point that the color of my face changed.

I was looking around, breathing heavily , this is an experience I've never been through, so I started to feel nauseous .

I covered my mouth with my hands.

-Uk-.

I was trying not to vomit with all the willpower I could muster.

My instincts told me that if this man came near me, that would be the last time I breathed .

I fell to my knees.

I couldn't hold my breath for long.

My heart was beating like crazy, I couldn't hear anything just listening to my labored breathing.

" Please. Someone help me. Stay away. Please. Please. Please."

As if my pleas had an effect, the man left the place walking calmly , when I paid attention to his arms, more precisely to his hands, he was wearing black gloves that were covered in a red liquid of which I did not know its origin at that moment.

Even paralyzed , I felt the eyes of the person with the mask rest on me.

but kept walking

" M-must be my imagination "

I thought.

When the man left I felt relief.

" C-can I move?"

As if a weight had been lifted from my shoulder, I was able to move, albeit with difficulty .

I felt calm. A calm but terrifying silence spread over the place where I was.

The nausea left me as if it were natural.

What was my first action?

To run?

Vomit?

Mourn?

NOT.

I made a mistake...

Children can be very curious, that was the case here.

Even after that I decided to go closer to my friend's house, my nose began to feel a ferrous smell, between running away or getting closer to the house, I chose to still go closer to the house despite the strange and disgusting smells.

When I entered the house there was something horrendous .

The heavy burden he had felt upon seeing said masked man...

Went back.

I could move my body, so where's the load?

In my heart.

"A huge weight, between my shoulders"

In my friend's house there were two lifeless bodies, I could only recognize my friend's mother, and the man who to this day I suppose was her father.

Blood splattered in corners.

They were lifeless ...

How did you know they were lifeless ?

I don't know...

That was just a feeling, that the two people were dead.

I ran away from that place holding back my urge to vomit that came back when I saw that scene.

I just wanted to scream and cry at the top of my lungs.

I arrived at my house.

When I got there I opened the door and went in without saying hello to mom and dad.

I ran to my room not wanting to cry in front of my parents.

I got to my room quickly , went in and locked my door so my parents wouldn't come in .

*knock*

*knock*

*knock*

"Don't call, I want to be alone please"

Tears streaming down my face, I began to cry profusely , I was scared, but I couldn't bother my parents.

" Daughter is something wrong?"

-The dinner is ready"

-It's okay, mom, dad just... I just want to be alone for a while"

My parents gave me privacy, they were not born with a loving father and mother so they don't know how to treat a child correctly , but still they do their best to educate me and give me love every day...

" I-if I just have to keep quiet--I-I shouldn't worry them"

...

...

...

The next day I came down from my room with a bright smile.

I practiced smiling all night to hide my inner suffering.

I managed to fool my parents.

I found them watching the news, I decided not to go closer to see.

From that moment I left the newspapers and the news.

...

...

...

That same night I screamed while I was sleeping, for which my parents came to my room worried, I told them that I'm fine, I just had a nightmare.

"Y-yes. Nothing bad is happening. I-I'll bear it , it's better not to talk to anyone about what I saw"

From that day on I decided to lock my door and sleep on my stomach with my face glued to the pillow so that when I yelled my screams would be muffled .

...

...

...

Years passed, and my parents didn't notice my nightmares, I managed to hide everything well I didn't let them know about my nightmares I even acted bubbly to try and cover up how broken I am inside.

" Hoo hoo hoo (Triumphant Laughter) I'm a good actress"

I laughed with tears coming out of my eyes, I just couldn't help it .

Cheating my parents like this, I just...

"I am a horrible person . A criminal."

I don't want them to suffer for my actions .

Years passed

I found something I could distract myself with.

The animes, mangas and novels opened a new path to my world, when reading I disconnect from the real world and I can forget for a moment that I am a fake person.

A criminal. A horrible human being.

End of flashback

(Current 21 years old)

And here I am, I continued with my nightmares, but I faced them head on, even though I didn't say anything about the murder of my old friend's parents...

Even now I don't know if my friend is alive or dead.

That's what I am, a fragile person pretending to be strong.

"I... What if the killer comes to take my parents' lives?"

I don't want that to happen that's why I refused to let anyone realize everything I witnessed.

Sometimes I wonder if it's just that...

"Mutual murder, that's what my parents told me, nothing could be further from the truth"

I couldn't help but tremble the moment they talked about it.

"Well, what time is it?"

Look at my clock attached to my wall.

5:30 *

Wait!

I rubbed my eyes with the intention that what I'm seeing is just my vision failure.

5:31 *

. . . .

Noooo! It's getting late today is my first day of work.

—Daughter, breakfast is already here, come down so you can eat, the bacon is on its way.

My mother called me from the dining room.

—I-I'm coming mother.

I spoke nervous about the fact that I fell asleep, took off my clothes as fast as I could, left clean clothes ready and got into the shower.

... ...

I'm done changing, I'm in a nurse's uniform, a v-neck blouse, my leather shoes and my baggy pajama pants.

By the way, my name is Okasaki Eika today is my first day of work I am a trainee nurse "for now".

I put some manga and light novels in my bag to read later.

"Ready. I don't know when I might get bored"

I thought satisfied.

Go down to the living room where father and mother are.

—Good morning Mother, Father.

—Good morning Eika.

My mother responded by approaching from the kitchen to say good morning to me.

—Hello.

My father sitting in his chair, reading the newspaper, he replied, looking away from it.

—Oka-san etto... I'll go now... I woke up late and I'm going to start work at 6:00.

5:52

Awkward silence.

I decided to break this silence laughing.

—Ha ha ha ha You see I studied a lot yesterday so...

—Daughter, I told you to rest well for the next day, it's okay for you to study, but don't forget the main thing...

He said scolding me for my carelessness.

I walked quickly to the table.

—Well... I'm in a hurry today so... Ittatakimasu

I took the glass of coffee that my mother put on the table and devoured it in one gulp.
Grab a piece of toast and take it to my mouth.

—I'll eat this, heh, heh, heh

My parents smiled warmly.

—Don't forget to return safely daughter, you know yesterday on the news there were many murders and robberies.

My mother spoke worried.

"Murders and robberies? He asked me why the police don't do anything about it"

This country Japan lately has become less peaceful or so my parents who read newspapers and watch the news told me.

"I wonder what the president does?"

My thoughts were interrupted by my father's voice.

—Yes, daughter, make sure you get to safety.

—Heh, don't worry mother, father, I am the protagonist of this world.

"Yes. A manga protagonist can't die. Right?"

Sometimes I wonder. Is my whole life full of falsehood?

I must cheer myself up, I have to overcome the past.

"Isn't that great? I feel like a leading lady who has to get over her past"

"Yes. Come on Eika, forget about the past and take a look at the present"

I encouraged myself mentally.

"Maybe the fact that I didn't have the same nightmare today is because I'm getting over it"

My thoughts were interrupted by my mother's loving words

"Take care of yourself, daughter.

For some reason he had a nervous, nostalgic look on his face.

—Yes doughter. Make sure you're safe as tomorrow is your...

My mother karate chopped Dad in the side.

—Shu-Shu shut up husband.

He said with a smile, but his eyes aren't smiling.

—Ha. Ha. I missed it, sorry honey.

My dad apologized laughing a little.

—What are you two talking about, huh?

-Ha, ha, ha, nothing important, it doesn't matter, take care of yourself daughter, when you're arriving, don't forget to call.

"Suspicious"

—Hmm?~ What are you guys hiding?

My father responded nervously.

—N-nothing daughter, go to work because you're late.

"tsk has a point"

cunning father.

—Well, well, I'm leaving, take care of yourselves, father, mother.

I ran off, eating my toast.

He asked me what they are hiding from me, well I'll find out later.

...

...

...

I am at the door of the hospital.

"It's just as I imagined, its huge size just look at the number of floors..."

I went in quickly.

Look at my wristwatch.

6:01

I've arrived late...

"I hope to go unnoticed"

—Phew...

I went to a secretary sitting in front of a computer and asked her what will be the number of the patient I will be in charge of.

He reviewed a few documents and handed me the one with the number 31.

He typed something on the computer and then he spoke to me.

—Wait a moment.

After finishing, he nodded his head taking a card out of a folder.

—Take. Go to the 3rd floor, the room number is 31.

I received my card and went in the direction of a patient's room.

I went in the direction of the stairs, but since it would take longer I decided to use the elevator instead.

...

...

...

I entered the elevator and on the button I pressed number 3 since that is the floor where I was currently going.

...

...

...

I arrived at the third floor, now I only have to look for the room of the patient that I will take care of today.

"Thirty-one, thirty-one..."

I was looking for his room number for a while.

"Thirty-one... I found you"

I opened the door slowly and saw him...

Third person POV

Meanwhile in a cell.

One day after the interrogation.

A tall-built man with brown hair and sharp eyes was in his cell in the middle of a call.

—Yes--tomorrow is the trial--bribe the judge don't let them see you--move the media through my name-- --yes--Okay I expect a lot from you--I say goodbye--

He was chatting on a call with a low voice.

The person the man was talking to was his lawyer, a trusted person from Atsuomi who knew him when he realized that his son survived to the fourth generation.

During the course of the years, he has brought good results towards Atsuomi, for which it could be said that he is his right hand.

After finishing the call, he handed over the cell phone to the guard, I introduced myself and he sat on his bed.

"Just wait and see, I hope it works... No. It has to work"

Atsuomi thought firmly.

...

...

...

The number "21.3" was found in a cell

The place where he was located is high security, with only a door, a bed and a bathroom nearby.

"Atsuomi your lunch."

Through the small passageway in the door a tray of food was passed to him, it consisted of a "milk chocolate" juice, whole grain barley mixed with rice, and a yogurt along with chopsticks.

"Do you really want me to eat the yogurt with chopsticks?"

Atsuomi said with a sneering tone.

The food was cold and tasteless even for someone like Atsuomi who started from the bottom to grow as he is now, the food in front of him he finds disrespectful.

—Problem with that? Prisoners have no right to complain so if you want to live eat your damn food!

Said the security guard with a mocking tone, Atsuomi didn't know how to flinch.

—Your life must be boring and worthless.

Atsuomi said with a calm tone as if what she said was true.

—You!... If you say one more word I'll hit you!!!

The words spoken by Atsuomi affected the guard, so he assumed that her words were true.

Atsuomi just chuckled.

—Heh. hit me? Why do not you try it.

The officer was about to open Atsuomi's cell to "teach him a lesson" when...

PI*

PI*

PI*

PI*

The guard answers his communication device.

—What!?--Yeah--What do you mean an explosion!?--Understood I'll be there in a minute.

The guard left Atsuomi.

The alarms began to sound.

RIN*

RIN*

RIN*

RIN*

—Alert! A fire in the cells.

The policemen began to speak practically shouting.

—Fire? I eat...

Atsuomi, smiled but...

. . . .

He did not know anything about this and why it happened.

I just knew that this is too good to be true.

He already earned a slap in the face when his son destroyed everything he created in the blink of an eye, so he didn't want to fall again, it might seem absurd that his son is the cause of this, but Atsuomi already witnessed that for Kiyotaka the impossible it's possible.

—Heh. If you expect to trick me like that Kiyotaka, don't think I'll fall for it again...

"Fall a second time? Don't look down on me Kiyotaka" Atsuomi thought

He stayed in his cell eating lunch without making any move to escape.

"Gross"

"Tomorrow is the day of the trial, if everything goes well I will manage to escape, Escape by the hands of the devil? No. Thank you"

"I'll escape with my own means..."

-Prisoners escaping!!! Cell 89, 90, 16 guard!

-Mobilize unit 9.

"Search the cameras.

-Deploy the teams!!! Confirm the blackout of the fire!!

"Yeah... This is too suspicious and good to be true"

Atsuomi shifted his gaze to the camera that was in his cell at the top.

The camera was producing small sparks indicating that it was possibly failing.

-Attention, check cell 21.3. I repeat, review cell 21.3.

-Report, camera failed cell 21.3 code 14.

"Confirm code 13."

Atsuomi heard everything they were talking about on the radio that accidentally fell from the young guard.

If one pays attention, one could notice that near the bathroom one could see something similar to a key.

Atsuomi's suspicions only increased.

But the problem is that he didn't understand how he did it and what was the reason why Kiyotaka wanted Atsuomi to escape.

"If Kiyotaka did this, why would he do it? A reason behind it? What is his purpose? Do you want me to be in his debt?"

"What are you trying to do? What do you want to achieve?"

Questions and more questions went through Atsuomi's head.

Every time a question was asked another question was asked, the endless cycle repeated.

Since he can't understand I stop thinking about it.

"That won't happen anyway. I already fell once and I won't fall again."

Atsuomi thought, earnestly learning from his mistakes.

Meanwhile in another place, more precisely in a hospital...

...

...

...

A woman dressed as a nurse with shoulder-length silver hair, almond eyes, breasts not too big and not too small, the perfect size.

Pale complexion with a cute face, a woman around the age of 21 who could be described as "beautiful".

He was opening the door of the room where the patient was, who will be in charge of checking his health from time to time...

To open*

The woman found a 15-year-old teenager lying on the white bed, he was wearing a white robe covered with white sheets with stars on them, the young man had his eyes closed, indicating that he was asleep.

—It's a boy.

The nurse said quietly.

He was surprised that he did not have serum flowing through his arms since the young man was found without anything connected to him in said bed.

"I'd better check his vital signs and condition"

I check his vital signs, lightly touching his forehead and his pulse, confirming that the young man was in perfect condition.

"He is in perfect condition, as if he had just taken a break the day before..."

All this seemed too abnormal to him.

He hastened to review the documents near the young man which showed what the little boy went through, and how his operation progressed.

Reading that, he felt sad for the teenager, having a gun pointed at his head because of his father...

Below these papers, information was shown about the condition of the young man, who had written that in approximately 3 days he would be ready to leave that place, which is extremely abnormal for someone who underwent surgery just a day ago.

"So that's why he doesn't have anything connected to his body, since he doesn't need it..."

"It may take a few days to wake up"

Those were the nurse's thoughts as she watched the sleeping young man.

The teenager moved his arm a little.

Realizing that, he tensed a bit.

It did not cross the woman's mind that she could wake up early.

The teenager with brown hair and white skin widened his eyes thus revealing his golden orbs, and spoke.

—Where I am?

They were the first words of said young man.

The teenager moved to sit up which alarmed the woman standing near the young man.

—No, no, be careful a day ago they finished your operation, you shouldn't move much.

He helped him sit up on his bed.

To then show a bright smile and talk.

He looked straight into the eyes of the young man with brown hair, thus being surprised by the color of his eyes.

"Wait! Golden eyes?...I mean. I can take light brown eyes, but this...they're totally golden!"

He was shocked by the color of the young man's eyes.

—O-okay now let me introduce myself. Hello my name is Okasaki Eika. You can call me Eika What is your name?

Eika appeared a little nervous with the particular golden color.

"I mean those eyes are beautiful! They're like the color from one of my favorite animes...I never thought there would be a person with that same golden hue"

The brown haired teenager spoke with a hint of confusion in his voice.

—My name?

—Yes. Your name.

"I should call him goldeneyedboy-kun"

—My name is...

The Teenager clutched his head as if trying to remember and then spoke.

—Aya-ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Y-you can call me Kiyotaka.

Eika smiled happily at the teen's positive response.

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka... So that's his name, as long as he's here I won't let this kid get bored."

Eika promised herself that during the time she would be in the hospital, she would give everything of herself to make the life of the "unfortunate" teenager as entertaining as possible...

. . . . .

Yes it will be entertaining.

But sadly not for Eika.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

I'll try to add a little more suffering to my voice.

"Everything is according to plan"

Third Person POV

—Ah--ahhhh

The teenager began to scream in "pain" holding his head with one of his hands.

—I-I don't, I remember, where did I come from?

Eika worried about the boy who, by his actions, indicated that he lost part of his memories.

—Calm down, there's no need to push yourself, just stay calm, I'm here, okay?

Eika tried to calm the boy down.

To confirm her suspicions, Eika, letting herself be carried away by her curiosity, asked the boy a question.

—Do you know your father's name?

—Dad? My father, I-I don't remember.

The teenager continued to shake his head while Eika was in charge of making him see reason...

...

...

...

Minutes later...

The boy was already calm, he "remembered" a little from his past and his name, but he still did not remember his father.

He told Eika a bit about what it reminded you of.

"His father, he's a horrible human being... I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't remember him"

—Kiyotaka, I'll take care of you from now on, okay?

—Take care of me?

—Yes. You don't have fun here, do you?

—Fun?

Said the boy tilting his head slightly.

Eika thought he looked cute with that doubtful expression, but soon decided to speak, coughing a bit.

—*cough, cough* Yes Kiyotaka-kun. Wait I'll call you Kiyobaka for asking too many questions. -he laughed a little showing her beautiful smile-Fun is about playing and doing something that you like and makes you feel happy, looking for something that amuses you and makes you smile... -She stopped for a few moments looking in her bag- Try this.

From her bag she took something that seemed to be books with colorful pictures on the cover and handed it to the boy.

—It's called manga, have you ever read some?

The boy with no prior knowledge of manga asked.

"Sleeves?"

—They are stories made with drawings... For example, the one that he just gave you now is vol. one *

The boy looked interested at the book with a gleam. Hungry? In his eyes.

—I-I see you're interested.

The boy nodded up and down like a broken toy.

—Yes. It looks interesting... I... Can I read it?

The boy asked timidly.

—Of course. That's why I'm giving you the manga, make sure you give it to me when you finish it I'll bring you Vol.2 right away

—Okay, thanks.

The nurse stayed taking care of the young man, who was reading immersed in the book.

—You will see the protagonist of that series... His eyes are golden.

The boy opened his mouth as if he was surprised by what Eika told him.

—Golden?

—Yes. Just like your eyes, your orbs are a deep, clear gold. Did you know?

Kiyotaka shook his head from left to right.

—Well, now you know, whoop, whoop, whoop. I saw the anime so I can know the color of it.

Eika proudly beat her chest, while the young man...

He nodded and continued silently reading the book.

"Huh? Am I ignoring myself? This kid is living rebellious"

Eika laughed out loud at her thoughts.

. . . . .

Eika was sitting next to the brown-haired boy who continued to read his book with concentration.

After an hour the boy finished reading, put the book aside and spoke to Eika who was still entertained reading one of her favorite light novels.

—Eika.

The boy spoke with a slightly sinister tone, hearing the boy's voice like that gave him goosebumps, slowly turning his head towards the boy.

—K-Kiyobaka etto... Do you need anything?

She asked nervously, she couldn't understand how the boy's attitude could take a complete turn or why he was behaving like this.

—Children are curious, right?

The boy returned with his usual voice with which they had interacted at first, so Eika breathed a small sigh of relief then answered his question.

—Well. That is what makes a human being, without curiosity we would live in the stone ages.

Eika said with a little laugh.

—Besides, if we talk about curiosity, every child is curious...

Eika slightly lowered her head as if she was thinking of something to do with what Kiyotaka said.

The young man with brown hair and golden eyes opened his mouth again.

—Eika. Has anyone ever told you that you are cute?... More exactly, you look like a cute cat.

Eika turned red at Kiyotaka's compliment.

—N-no. No one had ever said that to me before... Mmm y-your boy, don't say such things lightly to any woman they might misunderstand you... B-baka.

"Do I look like a cat?"

Eika thought asking herself.

Kiyotaka interrupted her thoughts with a question.

—Eika. Do you believe in happy endings?

She was puzzled by the question.

"Happy endings... Me. That's my wish. A happy ending"

"But... Are there really happy endings? We will all die sooner or later, is a happy ending possible for a person like me?"

Eika began to question herself, began to doubt her beliefs that she would get over her trauma.

"I... I have no idea, but I want to believe that happy endings are real."

"Me. I have to look for what happiness consists of"

Eika was looking at the ground, immersed in her thoughts.

"What is happiness? Can I and my family be happy? When will my false life full of lies end?"

Kiyotaka spoke as if he could read Eika's thoughts.

—You will never be happy if you keep looking for what happiness consists of.

Eika's thoughts spiral out of control with every word that came out of her teenage mouth.

"I. I. I. I want to be happy. I wanted to be happy. I didn't want to go through this. I just wanted to keep smiling with my friend, smile sincerely with my parents, why do I have to suffer like this... I DID NOT ASK THIS!"

Eika fell silent, while Kiyotaka continued speaking.

—Don't you want to suffer more? The surest way not to suffer a lot is not to expect to be happy.

Eika began to pull at his hair and then abruptly turned her head in the young man's direction and looked into his eyes.

Upon meeting his eyes what he saw was...

An abyss, she felt calm and a little scared by the sinister and terrifying eyes.

—W-wait. Th-Her eyes are green but why..."

His eyes threatened to absorb Eika.

—I-I can't stop looking. W-why.

Don't stare at him.

By the time you do...

—Wh-what is that dark, bottomless abyss?

Eika asked trembling, unable to move a single muscle in her body.

—A blank sheet.

Kiyotaka replied with his voice that was emotionless.

Eika was immersed in the young man's gaze.

—Do you have any bond that is not based on lies?

With every second that passed, Eika's thread of sanity and soul were destroyed and consumed.

"Do I have any bond? My dad and my mom... I cheated on them all this time"

—Y-you why are your words so dark!

Eika couldn't take it anymore and started screaming.

—You find my dark words, the darkness is in our soul, don't you think?

Okasaki Eika POV

-You find my dark words, the darkness is in our soul, don't you think?

AHHHHH

What is this?

Why is this happening to me?

"Please don't talk anymore shut up!"

J-just stop talking.

I-I my bonds are not fake...

Who am I kidding, my whole life is full of falsehood, cheating on my parents, betraying my friend, covering up a murder.

The guy next to me kept talking.

—You have friends?

My heart began to contract.

I started breathing hard.

—Enough! Just shut up!

—Why should I shut up? I only asked if you had any friends. -The brown-haired teenager was silent for a few seconds- Don't tell me that... You betrayed your only friend.

"H-how? Does he-does he know? It can't be unless..."

—A true friend never betrays.

I felt as if the young man knew everything about me.

—W-why do you know?"

—Is that important now? More important... His friend of his was real?

The boy asked, smiling questioningly.

"Was she a good friend? Of course she was!"

—Y-yes, she was a good friend, we didn't help in thick and thin, in fact, when I was sad she helped me herself...

My words were starting to sound desperate and fast.

Third person POV

Eika began to remember.

Buried memories that she herself decided to forget of her own free will.

Memories where over and over again her friend always offered her help.

"That's what friends are for" that's what Issey told Eika every time he helped her.

-Y...

The boy's mouth opened again as each word brought destruction.

—Were you a good friend?

Eika began to wonder.

"I was a good friend?"

"Was I a good friend all along?"

Past memories began to manifest in his mind.

Rewarding memories with your friend?

Not.

The only thing he began to remember was...

negative memories.

Reason?

She already betrayed her friend once, had she done it before?

He began to doubt his own memories and his own memory.

Strange memories where Eika was the one who treated her friend badly.

Memories of them playing were replaced by her, intimidating her friend.

"What is this?"

Doubts began to arise.

It was unable to correctly differentiate between actual or induced memories.

A drastic change of thought.

Everything about her seemed as if she had changed.

A story that was never hers has just been implanted.

—You see... In the place where I was, a girl approached me with the intention of being my friend, the same thing happened with the rest of the children. Kind, bubbly smile, but all of that was fake... I slowly kill his victim destroying his mind, two children died, that is little compared to what you are doing, you are causing more deaths.

The young man stopped for a few moments and continued speaking.

—Humans are selfish beings.

Eika was silent...

If sanity hung by a thread.

She knew that this was the price of silence...

As a result of leaving all the burden to herself, all the weight began to fall on her.

His self-destruction was inevitable.

—SHUT UP!

Eika yelled at the boy.

After realizing that, Eika tried to fix it.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to raise my voice at you."

Eika was in an internal conflict, she didn't know how to act at that moment.

The boy ignored her.

—Lies and deceit only cause destruction... But do you know what's interesting about that?
You also destroy those who sincerely appreciate you unlike you

Eika began to tear her hair out, crying, shaking, her eyes began to lose life.

—Silence! Please don't say more!

—What we achieve internally will change
our outer reality. I have a question for you. Did you change something?

—Change? I changed? Eika began to question herself.

—Why are you lying? Why do you cheat?

"Why are you lying? Are you saying? You don't know what I went through and yet..."

—Cats are cute, though... Curiosity killed the cat, but the cat died knowing.

—Hey? What do you mean?

What I'm trying to say is...

. . . .
.

—Your life in particular is not in your hands.

—N-no. It can't be. I don't understand

—Your story was written from the moment you had your first friend.

—Alone. Who are you?

-Do you know what the person you considered your friend went through? I bet you don't even know if she's dead or alive.

Okasaki Eika POV

—Do you know what the person you considered your friend went through? I bet you don't even know if she's dead or alive.

"N-no."

I treated her like a friend right?

Yes. Yes. Yes. I-I treated him well...

Did I treat her right?

Was I good to her?

I hit her? Accidentally?

There were times when I hit my friend and didn't apologize.

I supported him to cut his hair and even so...

I...

In addition to being a horrible person, I am a person full of lies and falsehoods.

—Only destruction awaits your deceitful family.

—The law of cause and effect, let me tell you something Eika your actions do not only belong to you, they also belong to all the people they affect.

Because of me, will my family be destroyed?

"No. That can't be."

I did this to protect my family.

Why did I have to enter my friend's house?

Why was I curious?

Am I just a scaredy cat?

I'm a coward?

"I-I need to think things over... I-for now I won't return home I don't want my parents to see me like this.

—Oh. What I am going to tell you will interest you... It turns out that your friend's parents died due to the late intervention of the doctors...

"What?"

It can not be true.

It has to be fake.

That means I...

Weren't they dead yet?

It's my fault?

No. I didn't kill them.

Hide everything I saw, and don't call an ambulance.

Phew. . . . .

I see that I have no salvation.

I only have my family...

"They are waiting for me at home. I have to be strong"

—Do you want to know how I know all this? Are you curious?

That word sent a chill up my spine.

He approached me.

"This kid...why? Why does he talk like he knows everything about me?"

I wiped my tears and left the place, not wanting to see the child anymore.

...

...

...

I got off the elevator, I found a person who claimed to be the one in charge of taking care of the patient in the room where I was.

—Excuse me sir, I am the one in charge of taking care of the patient on the 3rd floor, room 31.

—I guess it's a mistake on me... *Sigh* I came from so far just to come back... Shit, the first job I've been accepted for and it's a mix-up, shitty life!

The person left a bit depressed which surprised me, but now is not the time for this.

"I-I can't go back to my parents like this"

Third person POV

Eika went to stay at a nearby hotel since she didn't want her parents to see her in that state.

When she was lying asleep, she began to think about everything that had happened.

"I wasn't good to Issey, I don't even deserve to call her by her name"

She began to cry reliving confused memories, she couldn't tell which of her memories were real and which were forged by the guilt she had carried with her all these years.

Until I hear a call on his cell next door.

ring*

ring*

ring*

Eika didn't answer.

He was dragging heavy thoughts.

Thinking about the past, present and future.

Time passed, and the feeling of sadness and despair did not cease.

She doesn't know how many hours have passed since she was in that state, she didn't even have lunch or dinner, she was devastated.

"Wh-what's happening to me?"

She didn't understand what was happening to her, she was desperate, she needed help, she wanted someone to help her get up to deny all her thoughts.

ring*

ring*

ring*

ring*

ring*

ring*

The call did not stop.

Annoyed she decided to answer.

...

...

...

Thus making mistake after mistake.

—What's your problem? Could you stop calling me? It's annoying!

She ended the call without even checking the name of the person who called her.

ring*

ring*

ring*

Now messages were coming, but still she stayed lying on her bed.

He just wanted to stop thinking about everything for a moment, he decided to close his eyes and sleep.

...

...

...

The next day.

Place:

Supreme Court of Japan.

On the left was the detective. The person who was in charge of interrogating Atsuomi and his case manager, while on the right was Atsuomi's defense attorney...

A mister man with black hair and black eyes normal appearance 48 years of age.

In the middle of them was Atsuomi with shackles (handcuffs) on his hands along with two armed policemen watching him.

Apart from them, the judge and the policemen were no more people due to the fact that Atsuomi is considered a dangerous criminal.

The only person who decided to take this trial and file the evidence was the detective who was in charge of his case for years.

On the outskirts of the court there were also police officers guarding the place in case something went wrong.

The judge took the stand, sat down with gavel in hand, and spoke solemnly.

—Let the trial begin!

Everyone was silent until the judge spoke again.

—Atsuomi, what was your purpose with the white room?

—Your Honor!!! I am aware of the fact that I created that installation, but it was for educational and learning purposes!!!

Atsuomi spoke in a strong tone, thus indicating his strong will, at this moment his gaze looked sharp, he would not let himself be broken by anyone.

—Learning you say? Deaths of children due to overwork, kidnapping, human trafficking. Is that necessary for learning?

—This is how things are best done, Japanese society would be greatly improved in a country abundant in--.

—Quiet Mr. Ayanokōji!

The judge silenced Atsuomi by giving a few blows with his gavel.

—Now. Why did you decide to accuse your son of killing those people when they arrived at said facility?

The judge asked with a tone of doubt and curiosity in his voice.

—That is false. I had no intention of accusing him.

The defendant's lawyer decided to speak, with one hand stopping Atsuomi's words.

—May I, Your Honor?

—Forward.

—Detective Sento is looking for the facts. Actually, everything indicates that someone manipulated my lord to get him out of his way.

Sento Masaru that is the name of the detective, the person who interrogated, investigated and arrested Ayanokouji Atsuomi, the lawyer spoke in a fluent tone thus demonstrating his competence as a lawyer.

—Do you really think that?

Sento Masaru asked.

—Not. I don't believe it.

Said the lawyer dryly, for which both the detective and the judge were surprised.

"Then you agree that he is guilty."

Said the judge staring at said lawyer not understanding his actions.

—Is that what matters here?

The lawyer named Fururawa Yuta responded with a question addressed to the two people in question, the judge and the detective.

—Where are we? Isn't it obvious what matters?

The judge answered, the detective remained silent, finding the lawyer's words strange.

"Detective, I think you misunderstood me."

He responded as if they were children, who don't know their place.

The lawyer blinked twice in a row.

That action made Sento Masaru suspect that something strange is going on.

—What matters in this situation is the safety of the citizens, the police and the judge.

He said something that left the people present stunned.

—That is about--

Before the judge could finish his question, an explosion was heard near the courthouse.

Then another explosion.

Another explosion.

Another explosion.

Screams of civilians could be heard, the explosion was approaching in order towards the courthouse, the detective and the judge together with the policemen swallowed saliva.

—What's going on!?

PIIIIIIIIIIII*

A bus crashed into the courthouse leaving an explosion, the policemen who were involved in the explosion ended up dead.

Some had serious injuries.

Smoke was coming out of the bus giving signs that it will cause another explosion.

Screams were heard, from children and adults.

The detective got up.

—Evacuate! Treat all the civilians and secure the area.

He said that and then turned his gaze to Atsuomi who was not there, neither he nor his lawyer.

—Locate Atsuomi and his lawyer!!!

"Fuck!! They escaped"

The detective thought annoyed

The judge along with the detective were evacuated as a precaution against the collapse of the place where they are.

In the meantime...

Walking around in civilian clothes were two people, one with brown hair and the other with black hair, namely Ayanokouji Atsuomi and his lawyer.

—Ayanokouji-sama put on these clothes.

The blond-haired lawyer tossed him a pilot outfit with black glasses.

Whereupon Atsuomi wasted no time and dressed as a pilot.

The lawyer changed his clothes to one of an airplane driver.

—Well done.

Finishing up they started to walk as fast as possible as if they were ordinary civilians walking the streets.

—Let's continue, a private plane is waiting for us.

The lawyer nodded as he followed Atsuomi.

"Kiyotaka, release me, no matter where you are I will catch you... You are my property"

Atsuomi's lawyer smiled suspiciously without the person he was walking with noticing.

They quickly went to the airport in a taxi.

Okasaki Eika POV

—My head hurts... What happened?

I woke up

I mostly remembered what happened yesterday and started to cry.

"I think I should go home. I don't want to see that kid anymore I should quit"

Come on Eika smiles.

I put on the best fake smile I could at the time.

I checked my cell phone and it wouldn't turn on, indicating that its battery was dead.

"Okay I'll load it"

I proceeded to plug my cell phone into the charger while I got dressed.

...

...

...

After finishing what I had to do, I turned on the cell phone.

[Notification]

[18 missed calls]

[10 unseen message]

Third person pov

She realized that the calls and messages are from her parents.

"They must be worried about me"

Eika worried about rejecting her parents like that.

He decided to apologize to his parents first.

He bought his mother a new pot since the one they had had broken down and his father a new book.

"Okay, that's it with this... I hope you'll forgive me"

Eika thought with a sad face, quickly walking towards her house.

...

...

...

He arrived home, opened the door and found...

Similar decorations when celebrating a birthday.

"I had forgotten my birthday"

"They were having my party"

As long as she is with her family she will stay strong no matter what, she thought.

Okasaki Eika POV

I was relieved that this unpleasant feeling was false and called my parents.

—I'm home.

. . . .

Silence*.

There was no answer.

"M-they must be in the dining room"

I ran to look for my parents.

Look around the living room, the kitchen, the dining room...

I dindn't found them.

"Dad, mom? W-where are they?"

They must be buying something, if that must be...

I walked still worried towards the living room. The TV was on in the news section.

Seeing the screen I froze.

[Bus accident leaves 32 dead and 5 injured, the dead are...]

—NOT! THIS SHIT CAN'T BE REAL!

"TH-THEY CANNOT BE DEAD.

"Y-yes. Their names must be identical is that"

[Their last names are...]

My sanity was totally lost.

"Why are they abandoning me?"

Tears staining my face, I scratched myself, I was pulling my hair like yesterday.

The person I met in the hospital is also dead.

"Is it all my fault? I'm a murderer. A scum like me can't live"

I crawled on the ground with regret.

It looked like a larva.

—I was so stupid.

Check the messages sent by my parents.

[Daughter. Where are you?]

[Daughter, what time will you arrive?]

Concerned messages and more.

And I answered them like this.

The person who was in charge of taking care of the boy died because of my lack of vision.

"My first day at work..."

—HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Death after DEATH.

Death.

Death.

Death.

I began to understand what was said by that being.

"Curiosity killed the cat... But the cat died knowing. What a fucking phrase"

my lie

The blindfolds on my eyes brought death around me.

Even my friend is dead.

"Yes. She must be dead"

I left the house running aimlessly.

...

...

...

—Haa Ha Ha

I was in a lonely place where there was no one except me.

I was on a bridge. 8678 m long.

Everything is calm, but I can observe a living hell.

All the deceit...

I wonder.

Maybe we are in hell?

I put my hands in my pockets.

I don't want to think about anything.

I no longer want to suffer in this hell.

I want to be free.

I felt my hand make contact with something and I grabbed it and pulled it out.

It turned out to be a mirror.

I looked in the mirror and I could only see...

A destroyed woman, with no trace of sparkle in her eyes, disheveled hair and red eyes.

Seeing such an image can only think of one thing.

"This person can't live anymore. It will only bring destruction"

—Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"All my life, which was just a hoax, was destroyed"

I don't have anything...

Everything was taken from me in the blink of an eye.

He asked me... Was it my curiosity that caused this?

My curiosity urged me to know, but...

Right now I don't want to know anything.

My mind begins to darken.

If I finish this I will no longer be in this hell called world.

"Monster".

Humans are the most monstrous beings ever seen.

I opened my eyes. But I preferred to keep them closed forever.

"I will close my eyes by force"

If Humans are monsters by themselves then what is he?...

"I don't want to know"

I will not make the same mistake.

I will put an end to my mistakes, as well as my curiosity that led me to this.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

I was reading a book.

A rather tragic story where for the protagonist it does not end well.

Do you want to know the ending?

It is not necessary, the end you yourself know...

Third person POV

Meanwhile on the news.

[Owner Matsuo Seichi's Beaters lollipop stick company donated an astronomical amount of money to orphanages.]

[Multi-million dollar company Beaters donated money and necessary items to hospitals]

[Beaters Japan's largest lollipop company donated money to repair Tokyo courthouse]

[Beaters God Sent Company. I assist in the medical treatment of those injured by the explosions.]

[Company Beaters, will help fight crime...]

[--]

--

English is not my native language so sorry for the mistakes.

Feel free to criticize me.

10 755 words.

V1 - C6: Elite school "Stumblings"

In the dead of night, a the being with two faces was walking along a path near a cliff. The moon was shining in the sky and the wind was blowing hard, shaking the trees and making an eerie noise.

Was a being and tormented , tormented by his own inner demons. He walked aimlessly , lost in his thoughts and worries. Suddenly, without realizing it, he tripped over a stone and lost his balance, falling into the abyss.

As he fell , he felt a mixture of fear and relief. She had been fighting her own demons for years, and the thought of falling into the abyss seemed like a release.

But when he reached the bottom of the abyss, everything changed. Instead of finding the death he had sought , he found himself in a dark and gloomy cave. The walls were covered with moss and the humidity of the place reached his bones.

As he explored the cave , he realized that he was not alone . A strange being with a penetrating gaze was watching him from the darkness. Tried to run away, but the being caught up with him and dragged him back to the cave.

Since that day, the being with two faces disappeared without a trace. Some say that the strange being devoured him, while others claim that became a slave to the being and accompanies it in its darkness.

No one knows what really happened, but the legend of the being with two faces who fell into the abyss remains a dark and mysterious story.

--

Third Person POV

USA (8:43 PM APRIL)

Walking down an empty corridor with slow steps looking from left to right were two people.

Each is dressed in office worker uniform.

— Hey, did you find anything?

— No.

They were in a place similar to an abandoned school.

— This school closed a month ago recently...

I speak for himself the man (investigator) to his partner.

The other person also responded.

— Yeah. The director, the students all disappeared.

After those few words they continued walking investigating every corner in detail.

Among the silence, the only thing that resonated in the place were the slow steps of the men.

The full moon was at its peak, bathing their bodies in white light through the window.

Until...

They heard a creaking noise as if that of a door.

chiiiiiiiiiir*

In a corridor to the right, a door opened as if waiting for its visitors.

It could have been the work of the air. . . .
But the windows were closed.

— What?

— Hey, get your flashlight out.

The second man nodded nervous putting his hand right pocket pulling a flashlight out of it.

The men were alone with a flashlight slowly approaching their bodies to the place of the sound. ... They were in front of the open door.

One of them lightly touched the handle and was alarmed.

— Stay on guard.

— What happened?

— Someone opened this door. -I point in the direction of the handle- the handle was at a slightly high temperature, as if there was human contact.

— ¡..¡

They became alert.

They opened the door slowly, the trickle sounding like a premonition of disaster.

Side by side they slowly entered what appeared to be an office.

Papers littered everywhere, along with ripped and torn furniture.

Each with strange symbols.

Everything was dark.

There were no signs of light, the only light coming from the moon was blocked when entering the place.

The lantern glowed a phosphorescent yellowish color on the spot.

They walked cautiously, careful not to trip over something on the ground.

Their labored breaths were audible.

They moved the lantern from left to right.

It lit the floor, then the sides, and the ceiling.

— What's that?

A silhouette was visible through the darkness.

— Light up fast!

I point the flashlight in the direction of the silhouette.

You could see a person.

— That!?

I don't know, I could distinguish the sex, since she was wearing a black hood from head to toe, her face was covered by a bird mask, it was a deep black color, what stood out from that was a small pawn drawn on the part of the head.

front, a chess pawn degraded to halfpaint

He was just standing like a statue.

He was tall so he looked like some kind of adult, he gave off a mysterious aura.

— Who are you!?

shouted one of the men.

— No one in particular, just a human being fulfilling his purpose.

That was the answer.

I speak fluent English.

— What are you doing in this place at this hour? Reply!

The standing man ignored him and walked with slow steps towards the two people.

Investigators pulled out firearms that were in their pockets, each one was loaded.

The hooded person ignored that and continued on his way.

— Stay away!

Kept walking.

— One more step and he fired.

The hooded man stopped.

The two people trembled slightly.

He picked up some strange object from the ground and quickly threw it towards the person with the flashlight.

The investigator caught the object in his hands and turned pale at what he saw.

— U-one eye.

— What the fuck!

— Hey, it's getting closer, shoot.

— Wha-?

It was very late, the person was just one step away from them staring at the two people.

I speak in a whisper.

— Only one eye, the eye that sees everything, the one that governs the world order.

They were both frozen, they couldn't move a finger, the guy in front of him was dangerous, that's what his instincts told him.

— The demon that destroys everything in its path. He creates and destroys, transforming 0 into 1 will soon be child's play for that being... -with a cold voice he continued speaking- If they don't finish off that being... Everything will end. if they let him move on stopping it will be impossible.

— As?

— Stop it!? Whom!?

The two detectives were confused by everything said by the person in front of them.

— In order to get to where they came, I'll give you a little bit of information -I speak with a friendly voice, which puzzles people- Investigate a file filed in Japan, I'll just tell you a name. . . .
He was silent for a few seconds and then he spoke.

— Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

I walk with slow steps, walking out the front door and through them.

— He's going to run away. Aren't you going to shoot?

— There's no point. We don't have that type of permit, it could be justified but it would be complicated -the detective spoke with a bitter tone- Let's focus our attention on this eye for now. It belongs to someone whether it is in this place or not it is our duty to search.

Still shocked and thoughtful about what happened, they began to search the place.

They were still nervous, because of the person and what I was talking about.

"An eye?"

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka?"

Many questions were going through their heads.

— If what he said is true, all the disappearances have to be connected to that name. About the eye that sees everything...-he put his hands on his chin- Something feels wrong.

They continued talking trying to dissipate their nervousness until the first guy bumps into a strange object in his path.

Said object could not be identified in the dark of night.

— Hey, are you alright?

— Y-yes, I just stumbled across this thing.

— Good. Let's continue.

He got up kicking the object he tripped over.

plash*

A somewhat strange sound, the two people turned pale.

They totally froze.

They illuminated the object causing the sound.

— Shit!

— Ahh. Yuck.

A cleanly severed head.

Due to its shape and size, what most closely resembles the shape of a 10-year-old boy.

On his forehead he had a cross drawn with an eye drawn in place.

He was with his eyes open.

With an empty basin.

It only had one eye inside.

— Did that person do it?

— Who else could it be?

In his hand he still held the eye given by the hooded person.

— This is different...

— Yeah. Is it just another murder?

— No. There is something strange. Call forensics quick!

— Right away.

The researcher was pensive, put his hands on his hundreds rubbing them.

"That cross and that eye... what could it mean?"

He took some gloves out of his pockets and proceeded to look at the object more carefully.

— This is creepy.

I speak one of the researchers.

He stared at the head until he realized something.

It lit up in the head in a particular part.
On the forehead where the cross was located.

In the eye.

In the pupil you could see.

— A man

You could see a drawn human being.

Two legs and two arms in a perfect circle which would be the orbs.

His partner returned after ending the call.

— Hey come closer look at this.

He approached and looked closely where his partner indicated.

— This is the first time I've seen this... -he stood still trying to find that drawing in some corner of his mind- That drawing-

The detective interrupted him.

— Yeah. He is the Man of Vitruvio ...
...

Tokyo Japan (8:31pm)

In a mansion, a red-haired girl smiling from ear to ear is lying on her bed with a pensive look.

— I'd better get ready, soon I'll start moving.

I speak in a serious voice to no one in particular.

"Ahhh my senpai, when I found out you were alive I couldn't contain my excitement and I wanted to go see you but I had to bear not going for the sake of your plans."

"I wonder what senpai is doing right now."

"I want to see you. I want to touch you. I love you senpai. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you
I just hope no bitch is touching you so friendly. I am only yours and you are mine Kiyotaka-senpai, wait for me when I finish the entrusted mission I will wait for you to praise me"

His feelings rose to the point of obsession.

His thoughts were interrupted by the butler's voice.

— Amasawa-sama dinner is ready.

The beautiful girl with crimson hair, Amasawa Ichika stood up.

— I'm coming, Matsuo. ... At the dining room table, Ichika was eating her dish brought by the butler.

Once finished, he began to speak.

— Matsuo. Come here a minute.

Matsuo gracefully approached her call.

— Yeah. Amasawa-sama Is there something wrong with the food?

— None of that, I wanted to ask you... Kiyotaka-senpai, what are their plans for that school?

I speak with a curious tone of voice.

— That's what I would like to know...

Matsuo replied with a serious face confirming to Ichika that he wasn't lying about having no idea.

— I wonder what Kiyotaka-senpai is planning, he told me that he will reward me if I can carry out his orders correctly so for now I won't investigate anymore but right now there is something he told me that I didn't understand...

— What could that be? Amasawa-sama feel free to ask if he has any doubt.

Ichika nodded.

— By the way, Matsuo. What is that "omniscient eye" thing?

Matsuo showed a surprised face upon hearing that.

— Mm Kiyotaka-sama told you. he -put his hands to his chin- I see that he trusts you, in any case I will tell him everything I know.

— Good. Tell me everything you know.

Ichika gave Matsuo a serious face.

— The "omniscient eye" is...

--

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

April. The entrance ceremony.

A few months passed after the destruction of the white room and Atsuomi's escape.

I was in charge of pulling some strings before entering this school.

I am sure that everything will be fulfilled to the letter.

While Ichika and Yagami were warned through Matsuo that they won't neglect their training to which they agreed.

After I was discharged they sent me to an orphanage. I destroyed it just like the fifth generation, they killed each other the same way.

They blamed the director of the orphanage who had a criminal record and that's how it all ended.

Actually. No. They discovered that at the same time other orphanages were destroyed, and drugs were found in the blood of some dead children which led them to further investigation where many innocents ended up incarcerated.

Anyway. Nothing that stands out.

Continue to slowly increase the intensity of my training, increasing physical strength as well as speed.

Right now I'm twice as strong as I was when slaughtering the thousand military, I'm satisfied with my growth for now...

Meanwhile the influence of "Beaters" is on the rise.

I took it upon myself to put a lot of powerful people under "Beaters"

I entrusted the company to Matsuo while I am in this place.

An isolated place in Japan.

I changed into my uniform and waited for transportation at the bus stop. ... I got on the bus while sitting near the window waiting to reach my destination.

The school.

A pretty convenient school

The bus shook every time it passed over a bumpy area in the road.

While watching the scenery change from one area to another, the bus passengers
gradually increased.

My eyes lightly fell on each person in the vehicle.

Most of the passengers wore school uniforms.

Some were fast asleep in their seats, while others looked annoyed standing up.

But what caught my attention the most was an old woman who was standing precariously in front of me on unsteady feet, she looked as if she could fall at any moment.

— *Sigh*

The entire bus was packed.

That poor old lady will have to wait until the bus reaches its destination.

The old lady chose this. Can not blame anyone but herself

I'll ignore it for now.

I shift my gaze to the window, the cloudless sky and clear weather is refreshing. I think I might fall asleep.

Finishing meticulously observing everyone on the bus, I began to close my eyes slowly.

Looks like I'll take a little nap

My peace and quiet were suddenly interrupted.

— Don't you think you should give up your seat?

For a moment, I opened my eyes that were about to close.

Apparently the person in front of me was being warned.

A young man, well dressed, with blond hair from his clothes and his age, I can deduce that he is a high school student.

The boy was sitting in the priority seat.

The old woman was standing next to him. An office worker was next to the old woman.

— You, don't you see that the old woman has problems?

The office worker seemed to want me to give up the priority seat to the old lady.

— That is a very crazy question, ma'am. -The blond boy smiled and crossed his legs- Why should I give this seat to an old lady? There is absolutely no reason for me to give it to him.

He spoke in an arrogant voice, as if the lady was a nuisance.

— Isn't it natural to give the priority seat to the elders?

Actually there is no law in Japan that states that.

— I don't understand. Priority seating is just priority seating, and there is no legal obligation for me to move. Whether or not I move should be decided by me, who is currently in this seat. Would you give me your seat because I am a young man? Hahaha, that's a stupid way of thinking.

The boy continued to speak arrogantly.

— I am a healthy young man. I certainly don't feel that standing up is inconvenient for me. However, it is obvious that standing up will consume more physical strength than sitting down. I don't want to do such a useless thing. Or maybe you are telling me to be more lively and energetic?

— What kind of attitude is that towards your superiors?

— Superior? It's obvious that both you and the old lady have lived longer than me. No doubt about it. However, that "up" refers to height. Also, I have a problem with you. Even if there is an age difference, isn't that terribly rude and impertinent attitude?

It is silly to think that you are superior only by the number of years.

— Are you a high school student? Honestly, listen to what adults say!

— It's alright, it's alright.

The office worker was excited, but the old woman did not want to make the situation worse. She tried to calm her down with hand gestures, to no avail as the office worker continued to insult to he student.

Adults have a pride to protect, being treated that way by a child must be a blow to their pride.

— Apparently, the old lady listens better than you. Oh dear, I guess Japanese society isn't completely useless yet. Enjoy the rest of your life with all your soul.

Once the moral problem is resolved, the obligation to give up a, the place disappears.

After showing a refreshing smile, he put a pair of headphones in his ears and began to listen to music.

The office lady who spoke was gritting her teeth angrily.

Personally, I didn't get involved, I just hoped they'd keep quiet.

But depending on the point of view.

The young man could be right.

I got into my monologue with the intention of ignoring the discussion.

— I'm sorry.

Morality is what makes one feel good and immorality is what makes one feel bad.

The office worker tried to hold back her tears as she apologized to the old lady.

T he old lady decided to stand up so I wonder why they selfishly speak without asking her opinion on the matter

The rampage ended with the boy winning with his big ego.

At least all the the world thought it was over.

— Um...I also think the lady is right.

Morality is the science par excellence; It is the art of living well and of being happy.

An unexpected helping hand was extended. The owner of the voice seemed to be next to the office worker and she bravely told the boy her opinion. He was wearing the same school uniform as me.

— This time it's a pretty girl, apparently I'm lucky with women today.

Moral freedom is the only truly important freedom.

— Seems like he's been comfortable for a while. Won't you give up your seat? It may not be any of your business, but I think it will contribute to society.

Moral outrage is the standard strategy to equip theidiot of dignity.

The boy snapped his fingers carelessly at the people talking.

— Social contribution? I see, that's an interesting way of saying it. Giving seats to the elderly can be a way to contribute to society. Unfortunately, I am not interested in contributing to society. I only think about my own satisfaction.
Oh, and also, on this crowded bus,
You're asking me, I'm in the priority seat, to give up my seat, but aren't you you can ask the other people who remain silent and leave me in peace?
If someone really cares about the elderly, I think the seat priority this, the priority seat that would be a trivial concern.

Shifting responsibility to other people and demonstrating his selfishness, he demonstrates only his inevitable downfall.

The simple fact of affirming that he seeks self-satisfaction will result in loss for him in the future.

Both the office worker and the old lady couldn't say anything and just stood there with a bitter smile.

But the girl who stood before the boy did not break.

— Everyone. Please listen to me at least a little. Can someone give your seat to the old lady? Please anyone.

It's rare to see such genuine intentions, or that's what people would believe if they don't pay special attention to the facial expressions of human beings.

If you look closely at the girl's expression at first glance, it would seem like a bright and supportive smile, nothing could be further from the truth.

Tiny micro-expressions of anger and disgust can be seen on his face.

He hides his true nature inside a mask

I can see your effort in creating that mask of yours.

You must have reason to come to this school.

He decided to sacrifice as he really is. For something you want.

In any case, previously, either he did not succeed or he did, but an altercation occurred that would not allow him to continue with his facade.

In any case I have an idea of what could have happened and its purpose...

Looking at his comment, the girl may have seemed like a nuisance. But she seriously appealed to the passengers without fear.

But unfortunate for her.

No one felt it was necessary to move.

The boy's attitude and behavior had changed.

seized some of the passengers and they were convinced that he was right.

Of course, the elderly are contributors and certainly an important supporter of
Japan.

But we, the youth, are the important human resources that will sustain
to Japan from now on.

Those are the thoughts that go through the heads of most of those present.

Well, that's also a perfect argument, isn't it?

Somehow, I began to wonder what other people would do. Looking All around, people pretended not to have noticed anything or had hesitant looks.

But... the girl who was sitting next to me was completely different.

Amidst the confusion, she had a completely blank look, reading her book as if everything around her didn't exist.

When I involuntarily looked at her, our eyes met for a moment.

I looked away and started to execute what I had in mind.

— Hello, Narciso-kun, could you give the seat to the old lady? Don't let me rephrase my words, leave the seat to the old lady.

— Oh? Another unwanted guest? Please refrain from persuading to give up the seat. If that were the case, shouldn't you be the one to give up your seat if it bothers you so much?

I kept talking ignoring their proud speeches.

— I dislike people who think of their own benefit. If the world were full of people like you, the human race would easily become extinct.

I spoke with a serious and at the same time calm voice.

— The Old Woman is standing trembling, depending on the point of view the old woman has more value than your existence. What determines the value of a person is not you.

I spoke looking at all the passengers on the bus. Even the driver was listening attentively to my words.

The black-haired girl next to me looked up slightly from her book, watching my actions and waiting for my next words with great interest.

— They are the masses.

Everyone was shocked by my words.
I stood up, the beige haired girl was about to thank me but I stopped her with my hand, and continued talking.

— They are the ones who decide if you are worth something or not worth anything. If they decide that you are trash, that's what you will be, your life will rot like trash.

He smiled with the intention of continuing to speak but I interrupted him.

— I don't like to see the old woman in that state so I kindly ask you to please leave that seat.

I left my bag on my seat to indicate that I'm not offering it, I approached the blond with slow and calm steps, who spoke with his smile but with the difference that his tone changed to a more serious one.

— Quite interesting what you just said, although in my eyes this old woman is worth less than a perfect existence like me. -Without looking at my face he spoke- And by the way I find it interesting that you call me Narciso

'Perfect Existence'.

They humans have the wrong idea of what 'perfect'

All present were silent.

Even the beautiful black-haired girl looked up from her book and stared at me.

In their minds are thoughts of all kinds such as. 'What is he going to do?' 'Will you give up your seat?' 'What does he do?' 'Will it start a fight?' 'Will you get that proud guy to give up his seat?'

I got to the blond's seat, put my hands up to his ear and gently removed his headphones which surprised him, but then he put on his smug smile again looking at me for the first time.

— You...

For the first time he showed a complicated expression with a puzzled and surprised face.

— ¿You?. Yes

He quickly stretched out his fist trying to hit my liver.

Others would dodge or parry but I let it hit me.

People were scared and surprised that guy hit me.

But nothing happened, I was still standing as if the blow had never touched me.

After seeing that I was perfectly fine and unfazed, people calmed down thinking that he didn't really hit me and was just trying to scare me.

Actually if it hit my liver, someone else would have received critical damage but in my case it's different, my entire body from head to toe to my vital organs are tough enough to withstand multiple things like explosions.

Even if I get hit by a car it wouldn't affect me.

After hitting my body, the blond boy opened his eyes, he also winced in pain.

He looked at his clenched fist which was trembling and red.

He looked at me smiling arrogantly again, but unlike before new feelings were implanted in this guy.

I approached his ear and whispered to him.

You are Rokusuke Koenji . Correct?

He was surprised, he was about to reply when I stopped him.

Sorry for the unnecessary question, I know that you are Koenji heir to the Koenji conglomerate . That position is a lot for you as far as I'm concerned. Well what I'm going to do, how is your father?

His facade was broken.

I continued speaking.

Your father ran many times to be crowned as the president of Japan, but he didn't succeed, and I heard that he will run again... He asked me, what would your father's citizens think if his son starts arguing over a simple I nod and he's a narcissist

— You...

He looked at me sharply, trying to attack me again... But instinctively realizing it and then looking at how his right hand was, he decided that it's a bad idea, so he remained as still as a rock.

He decided to take the course of action of listening and gathering enough information.

A person talking openly about their self-satisfaction and self-esteem through the roof is not made to lead. Everyone will despise you. Do you want attention? You will have it but in the form of hate, resentment and disgust . In the end you will stay and die alone that was your destiny...

He started sweating but continued to break every part of his being.

Watch your back, there's no telling who might be behind your head

My voice turned dark and scary.

For a moment stop looking at yourself and look around or you will fall into the abyss without knowing how you stumbled

— Because?

Koenji let out a furious voice trying to hide his fear.

Because? I'll just tell you this. Relive your past memories and think about your links created accidentally or on purpose.

— What do you plan to achieve with this? Do you think you can destroy everything about me?

I don't remember telling you that I'll be the one to destroy you, it's just a piece of advice... Your father knew what my father Atsuomi wanted to create, am I wrong?

— ...

Your father for his part tried to create a perfect human being. That's just child's play for true creators

— Are you talking about your father?

What do you think?

— Why are you telling me all this? If you plan to destroy me, don't you think it would be better not to talk to me about it?

The fact that I told you this... It's your mission to find out

He began to shake with a feeling running through his body.

Well enough of that, just wait for your inevitable end. I have the recording of your entire discussion , you choose whether to believe me or not. I'm just warning you to leave this seat before the masses think of your father as a narcissist just like you, though ... That's true too right?

When I mentioned her father, more sentiment began to bloom in her mind.
I wanted to open my mouth to speak but I kept pressing.

Rich boy who believes that he is above others, an immature little boy who only thinks of personal satisfaction, maybe in your point of view your thinking is correct but... What will the rest think? You know how influential social networks are, right?

I took one last stab.

You don't want to ... disappoint your father, do you?

Narciso-kun stood up and left my sight, without saying a few words.

— I will remember this.

He decided to give up giving up his pride in the process.

Everyone gaped, asking himself how I managed to get this guy to give up the seat to the old lady, so I decided to break the silence.

— Old woman, here you can have a seat, the young man decided that it was not worth it to continue arguing.

I spoke with my typical usual tone of voice.

The Old Woman hesitated for a bit, but then agreed to take the seat.

— Thank you!

The girl with the beautiful short beige hair came up to me and gave me a slight bow along with a grateful smile for ending all this fuss.

When the girl lowered her head with a big smile, she pushed through the crowd and led the old lady to the seat.

Then he came up to me thanking me over and over again.

About my.

I just nodded silently, and waved my hand for him to follow me.

I went to my seat, picked up the bag which I left in that place and spoke to him.

— I noticed you didn't have a seat, so if it's not too much trouble please accept mine.-I spoke with a kind look, he looked at me inquisitively trying to decipher if my expression was false, but he was startled to notice that he only saw 'nothing', I continued speaking- You see, I liked the gesture you made for the old woman before.

The girl smiled after hearing the reason, nodded and sat down.

— I appreciate you but... Will you be standing?

— Yeah. It will only be a matter of time before we get there so it's no problem as far as I am concerned.

— I see... -he looked at his lap, he thought for a few moments, then nodded- y-if I may, I could take your backpack... Hehehehe I say as a thank you.

— You're very kind -I looked directly into her eyes and continued speaking- Are you sure?... It's heavy, I don't want you to get hurt.

The girl smiled brightly and held out her hand.

— Ha ha ha nothing happens, just give it to me, it's the least I can do.

— 'sigh' It's okay. I apreciate it.

I slid my bag off my right shoulder and handed it to him.

— Oh, it's heavy. Ha ha ha What do you carry in that suitcase of yours?

— I told you, it's heavy. Well regarding your question... I don't need to pay attention to it, it's just some old books.

— Oh by the way my name is Kushida Kikyo, what is your name?

She asked me with a cheerful smile, almost looking like he was glowing.

— Ayanokouji Kiyotaka a pleasure.

I said my name politely to which she responded with a question.

— Apparently we go to the same school. What class did they put you in?

I was silent for a few seconds, then answered.

— Class D, what is your class Kushida?

— You can call me Kikyo and for your question it seems that we are classmates I am also assigned to class D.

— I don't think we know each other well enough to talk to you with confidence, so you can know who I am and if you consider me suitable to be close, I'll call you by name, of course the same with me

Kushida's face was red.

His entire face was a blushing mess.

Covering her face with her hands, she shook her head from left to right and then continued the conversation with a nervous tone in her voice.

— S-excuse me. O-o-okay I look forward to getting along.

— I expect the same Kushida since apparently we are in the same class.

I said looking away at the window with a little darkness in my eyes, I made sure they didn't see me. ... The bus soon reached the destination and stopped at the school.

When I got off the bus, there was a natural stone gate waiting for me.

All the boys and girls in uniform got off the bus and went through the gate.

The same beige haired girl, Kushida approached me.

With a bag on her left shoulder and another on her right shoulder.

— H-hello.

I speak looking away a little without looking at my face.

She stood next to me waiting for my answer, our shoulders almost colliding, she looked a little restless.

You completely forgot the fact that you have my bag at your disposal

— Hi Kushida.

I watched as all the boys and girls in uniform got off the bus and went through the gate.

— We'd better start going inside, come on.

She ignored me, she was looking at the floor lost in her thoughts.

— Kushida?

After hearing my voice, she stopped her thoughts and looked at me nervously.

— S-sorry Ayanokouji-kun, I didn't hear what you said. Could you repeat it?

— It will be better to go inside.

I said in a monotone walking towards the stone gates.

— Y-yes

Kushida nodded, occasionally looking away.

I nodded and again got into my monologue.

Koudo Ikusei High School.

A school created by the Japanese government that aims to educate young people to be the pillar of the future.

It is a place I will attend from today.

— Wait a second.

As I tried to take my first step through the door, I was instantly stopped when someone tried to talk to me.

I was stopped by the girl who sat next to me on the bus.

Kushida was slightly startled when she noticed the beautiful girl with black hair.

The black haired girl is good at being unnoticed, in fact Kushida didn't realize until now that he was sitting next to her.

Also the fact that Kushida was watching me on the bus prevented him from noticing his presence.

But the most important...

These two have some connection

— You looked at me a while ago. Why?

she said with a firm look.

Actually she saw me too.

I looked over my shoulder at her and spoke with a friendly smile.

— I'm sorry. He was a bit interested in the book he was reading.

I directed my gaze towards her bag.

Kushida was silent looking at the black haired girl who looked at me with a disgusted look.

— Don't look again, I don't want to spend time with people like you, I admit that I was surprised how you managed to make that narcissist give up that seat with using your head, but still don't stare at me again.

He spoke looking at my face as if he was looking at an ant.

He had an arrogant look a bit different from Koenji's.

— Sorry if I offended your person by observing 3.6 seconds, your book will not be repeated again.

I moved my body, seeing her face from the front, my height was much greater than hers, so I lowered my gaze and stretched out my hand in a palm pointing to a handshake

— We will be classmates laterAfter all, we will have time to get to know each other, but for now let's get along.

He looked up in disgust, walking forward deliberately ignoring my words.

He left me standing with his hand outstretched, I withdrew it and went towards Kushida who is deep in thought with a serious face.

— Annoying right?

I talked.

She put on a bright smile.

— Well, I think there was no reason for me to talk to you that way.

Trying to hide his true feelings, he chose to put on his mask, responding without offending the girl or me.

— I wonder if it will be like this from his previous school.

When I mentioned that, there was a sudden change in Kushieda's demeanor more abruptly but again he quickly covered it up.

— Hahahaha I don't think it's like that, in my opinion I think it's int-

— Introverted?

— Yeah. How did you know what I was going to say Can you read minds?

She spoke to me in a playful tone.

— Who knows.

I looked straight into her eyes, she escaped my gaze by looking at my forehead.

I spoke with a joking tone.

— If I can read minds that would mean I know everything that goes through your brain. Don't you worry?

She got nervous, with each word that came out of my mouth she found herself more complicated.

— You're funny Ayanokouji-kun.

He let out a little laugh

— Well my parents homeschooled me so I'm glad I can make a classmate laugh.

— At home? Does that mean you don't have many friends?

His face took on a worried shape.

— It would be correct to say that I don't have many friends. But you Kushida in your old school, do you remember your friends or did you forget them?

She replied smiling sweetly with a proud voice.

— In fact I remember his face and name of each one of my classmates from my previous school.

— Is that so?... -I brought my face closer to her face, our noses almost collided, I looked at her straight ahead- Do you think any of your classmates are in this school?

She stayed for a while looking at my face deep in her thoughts.

— Kushida? What's wrong?

— Friends... I couldn't tell you if a buddy of mine by coincidence attends this school.

I speak in an almost inaudible voice.

Every second of silence, action and body expression of Kushida's body along with everything he said to me the threads began to unite by themselves.

With that alone I already have a record of what Kushida's life was like until he came to this school, now with that ready I'll take care of it...

— It's getting late, it would be better to go inside.

— Y-yes.

She returned with her bright smile, slightly relieved.

We both started walking side by side in the same direction.

I walked slowly scanning the surroundings.

I found a medium stone on the ground where I was passing, the surface was irregular while the base was flat.

I went straight for the stone and kicked carelessly playing with it while conversing with Kushieda beside me.

— What were you like in your previous school?

Kushida was scared by the question so I rephrased it.

— Oh. I don't want to inquire into your life, it's just... As I told you, they taught me at home, so in terms of social interaction I'm a disaster.

I talked in a monotone voice.

Kushida giggled and we continued our back and forth conversation.

Meanwhile...

The stone fell in the direction of the line of women where they are checking their bags.

We got to the rows and I got ready to go to the men's row.

— See you Kushida.

He was doing some calculations as the conversation continued.

— Yes, Ayanokōji-kun.

She smiled, hesitating a little to separate from me and then she went to his row to the women's.

I got to my row. ... It's my turn to review.

I approached the person dressed in a suit.

He was looking from left to right, and between the row, looking for someone.

He from time to time looked at her watch that was on her right hand.

He had something like a family necklace around his neck.

It held a metal inspection object.

He proceeded to check me out.

He was surprised by the fact that I don't have a bag with me.

I was going to speak when I first started before.

— A pretty big school, right?

Answered my question.

— Yeah. This school is the largest in all of Japan. In fact it is the pride of Japan for the people they form.

I speak a little rushed down the line.

— Yeah. But you know what I think? All people serve. You remind me of a friend of mine. A great person. He always wanted him to graduate me from this school...

Look at the sky with an empty look.

The person noticing that got confused with their feelings.

On the one hand, the fact that I don't have my bag could delay the line, but it would be necessary to report me, but reporting will only waste time since they can't expel me just for not having a bag, they will simply ask for justification.

But on the other hand the queue was getting longer even the students were on the verge of heat stress.

Also the story I told him had a slight impact on him, even imperceptible to him.

Many minuscule details in her clothing and her attitude make me gather that she has a son who may possibly attend this government-run school.

All I have to do is wait for your response.

— Hey, it takes a long time.

— What's going on?

— Am I bringing something wrong to school?

The person who wanted to avoid slander let me through.

— Good. Following.

I walked with calm steps towards a nearby bench and waited watching the line in which Kushieda was.

He still has my bag, he just realized it

He advanced as the line moved.

The time came when they searched her bag, and in this case it was a woman.

Kushida handed over her bag.

The woman began her review when she saw everything was correct, she nodded and noticed the other bag. Kushida hesitated a bit but then she took a step, shortly after handing over the bag until...

He accidentally tripped over a stone.

He suffered a slight scrape on his knee.

Small tears stood out from her eyes.

The woman was alarmed until I approached.

— Are you okay?

— Help her up.

I picked up the stone from the ground.

— Excuse me, can you throw this out?

I gave the stone to the woman in charge of checking belongings.

— It is dangerous, the students could stumble.

The woman who witnessed this felt guilty, so ashamed of what had happened, she received the stone and went to throw it away, meanwhile...

I took my bag and Kushida's bag off her shoulders, I searched them and found cotton in her bag while in mine there was alcohol and a small drink.

While I was taking care of some things...

I crouched back down and from my bag I took a bandage and placed it on the wound on his knee.

The person in charge of the review came.

I took out the bag that needed to be checked and gave it to him.

But something was different about me, which the baggage checker didn't realize.

I had a bag on my shoulder. ... Once finished, he nodded, handed the bag to Kushieda who handed it to me and we walked together.

— Thank you.

— That's what friends are for, don't worry.

— By the way... Why do you have two bags?

Look at his poker face then speak

— I brought a spare bag in case my first bag was torn -I showed her the bag that I gave to the manager, she found some things inside and it was broken- The only thing I did was pass some unimportant things to my new bag.

The only thing I did was not let them see me when handling the bags.

From my torn bag I took out a new bag, and I separated the objects at my convenience.

The review attendant in her confusion paid me no attention.

After that I was left with a bag on my shoulder and Kushieda with two bags.

— But... What do you have in that new bag? I see that it still contains objects that the person in charge did not review. -then she covered her mouth and continued- N-you don't have to tell me, don't worry.

— It's a secret.

I smiled playfully.

Hearing the words 'secret' a peculiar gleam could be seen in Kushida's eyes.

After that he crouched down and apologized.

— Sorry about your bag and for asking unnecessary questions.

— I accept your apology. Maybe one day I'll tell you about what's in this bag.

— Yes.

In response, she smiled with relief.

— That day may be closer than you think.

I spoke in an almost inaudible voice.

We walked towards the entrance ceremony slowly, while chatted a bit. ... the entrance ceremony.

The principal and the students are thanking each other.

This is convenient since most of the students are in this place, which makes it easier to evaluate...

Leaving that aside, I noticed a person staring at my with intensity.

Looking sideways I could notice a touch of surprise and joy on that face of yours, I direct my gaze towards the person who is watching me and my gaze met with a beautiful silver haired loli.

He was carrying a cane with him to support his small body, when he noticed my gaze he observed me with greater intensity.

She was grinning from ear to ear with visible joy.

I looked away and continued evaluating the people present, I noticed that girl with snow white hair continued to look at my face but I ignored it.

I observed a girl in particular, since she was very similar to "her" but with the difference that she is younger and has a different color of eyes.

A tall silver haired girl with beautiful ruby orbs.

He noticed my look and smiled arrogantly.

I looked away, ignoring his confident smile.

I looked sideways at each of the cameras that were in the place, they even reached the point where, apart from the visible cameras, other hidden cameras were in place.

They have already started to move.

Finishing with that I concentrated on the ceremony.

While I was deep in my thoughts.

What I need * * *

Although as a side effect there is the possibility of obtaining * *

But there is another reason for my presence in this school.

The school in the future will go through unprecedented * * *.

The facets of the plan and the pillars are in the process of being created.

Everything is *... . .
The entrance ceremony ended successfully.

...

Now that the ceremony is over, I'd better head to my classroom.
First... I'll look for Kushieda. ... Once I found Kushida walking into the classroom with her next to me.

They did not expect some students in their seats.

Some boys looked at me enviously while some girls looked at Kushida and me with great interest.

We said goodbye.

I walked to the seat with my nameplate ignoring a few glances thrown my way.

A seat in the back of the room and near the window.

The classroom was only half full.

Some of the students present were looking at their school materials or were talking to friends and acquaintances.

Also just like outside, I noticed cameras.

Five obvious cameras if you look closely and two hidden since they are about the size of a marble.

As usual for me, I proceeded very carefully to analyze each person present without letting them know about it. ... I placed my head on my right arm.

I created a mental chessboard.

I started a game against myself.

My biggest rival is myself.

If I can't destroy myself, it means I'm weak.

While I execute my moves using the black pawns., the classroom fills up quickly as other students enter the classroom.

Time after.

. .
.

I finished the game of chess.

It was very close but it ended in my victory.

I'd better stop for now.

I felt a presence approaching my seat.

— You, the one from before!

I involuntarily let out a deep breath from deep within my lungs.

I realized that the classroom was almost full and then I heard someone lowering their backpack onto the seat next to me.

— It's a deep sigh, even though the school semester hasn't started yet.

The person who sat next to me was the girl I argued with after getting off the bus.

— So we were in the same class, huh? After all, there are only 4 freshman classes. It's not like it's probabilistically impossible for us to be put in the same class.

The probability was high. Horikita Suzune...

But this is not the time to tell you this.

I thought to myself

— I am Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Pleased to meet you.

— A sudden introduction?

— Even if you call it sudden, it's the second time we've talked. Isn't it okay to introduce yourselaf?

In order to get acquainted with this black-haired girl, I wanted to learn at least the name of her own mouth.

A name was written on her seat, Suzune Horikita.

— Do you mind if I decline your greeting?

— I think it would be awkward if we didn't know each other's names, even when we sat next to each other.

— I think that would be perfectly fine.

After looking at me, he put his backpack on the desk. Looks like she won't even tell me her
name.

The girl showed no interest in the rest of the class, and sat quietly.

— Suzune Horikita Is your friend in another class? Or do you come alone to this high school?

He was surprised by the fact that he knew her name.

— How do you know my name?

She got wary with me, she looked at me with a sharp look.

— I wonder...

With my gaze I indicated his seat and he realized the stupidity of his question, he regained his composure and answered my question asked earlier.

— You're curious, aren't you? You shouldn't talk to me, since you won't find me interesting anyway

— As far as I'm concerned I find you interesting.

After a sudden change of
opinion, sighed and looked at me.

— My name is Horikita Suzune.

Horikita said his name in a cold voice.

I responded to his introduction.

— Let me start by telling you a little about myself. I have no particular hobbies, but I have an interest in everything. I'm not particularly good at anything, if I had to point out something special about me it's my tea ceremony, piano and chess skills. The worst thing about me is my communication skills, so I'm sorry if I bother you.

My voice had a monotone.

He raised an eyebrow with an expression of genuine surprise on his face.

— You say that you are good at piano and chess?

— Don't you forget about tea ceremony?

I said forming an amused smile.

Horikita stared at my face with a puzzled expression.

— Excuse me... Do I have something on my face?

He woke up after hearing my words.

— I didn't think you could smile.

— No? With what eyes do you see me?

— At first I saw you as a gloomy, poker-faced guy.

— Don't judge people too quickly.

— Tsk. I don't like people like you, I just warn you not to talk to me with that disgusting smile again.

After saying that, Horikita hesitated for a bit and then opened her mouth again.

— Good. It's nice to meet you Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, but don't think that just because I formally introduced myself we're friends.

— I understand, I hope we get along well.

Horikita looked down at her bag, pulling a book out of it.

— The equipment in this class seems to be in order! The classroom looks like what the rumors say!

Someone spoke from the door of the room.

It was the boy arguing with the girl on the bus.

— I see. It certainly is bad luck.

Horikita spoke with clear displeasure in her voice.

— ...

Just choose to look at the classroom.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the blond boy noticed me, after noticing my presence he froze for a moment.

I direct my face to where he was and smiled at him.

He averted his gaze and smiled his typical arrogant smile.

He sat in the seat marked with Koenji.

Then Koenji put his legs up on the desk, took out a nail clipper and began to do maintenance on his nails.

He acted like he was the only one there and ignored his entire surroundings.

Consequently by his actions in less than ten seconds, more than half of the class turned away from Koenji.

Horikita put her book down on the table and looked at instead.

— Do you know him?

— No. The first time I saw him was on the bus. Why do you ask?

— On the bus... What did you say to make that guy leave his seat?

She spoke to me interested about my actions on the bus.

— Nothing important.

This only makes Horikita more curious.

— Every action has a consequence.

I said those words.

— What do you mean?

— You'll soon find out.

He stopped asking more and was silent.

Looking to my side, I noticed that Horikita was looking at her desk, she was reading her book.

I leave the subject aside.

Looking at the title of the book, I saw that he was reading "Crime and Punishment"

— You have good taste Horikita.

Horikita gave me a sidelong look as she noticed that I was looking at her.

— Could you stop staring at me?

I turned my gaze towards the window again observing the blue sky, in them there were fluffy white clouds.

All that falsehood. Will finish.

— Actually, I'm not usually a conversationalist, I lived isolated from the world, my father educated me at home and I could never interact with anyone except those he allowed.

I spoke with a melancholic tone of voice.

For the first time he paid attention to me.

I wasted no time in continuing the conversation.

— That's why... I wanted to be close to someone for the first time, sorry if I was annoying.

Horikita stares at me.

— It doesn't matter... But if you want to be close to someone, you could get close to another person besides me. I considered friends unnecessary, so I don't recommend you try to be my friend.

I shifted my gaze to Horikita and spoke.

— Then let's get along, Horikita, we could introduce ourselves again.

— Seriously you...

He sighed and then introduced himself again.

— My name is Suzune Horikita, I like books and I dislike noisy people, let's get along.

— My name is Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, nice to meet you Horikita, let's get along from now on.

— Yeah.

For the first time I saw Horikita smile

When she realized It.

Returned his gaze to her book.

Anyway, since the introductions are over, it seems that everything went well. ... After a few minutes, the first bell rang.

At almost the same time, a woman wearing a suit entered the classroom.

At first glance, she looks like a teacher who finds strict discipline in the classroom important.

She is about 30 years old. Her long black hair was tied up in a ponytail.

— Ahem, good morning students. My name is Chabashira Sae and I am in charge of class D this year. I teach Japanese history. This school doesn't change classes every year, so in the next three years, I look forward to meeting all of you. Greetings. -I speak with a cold expression- Although the entrance ceremony will be in the gym in an hour, I will distribute the list of special rules and the enrollment guide.

From the front, handouts passed.

In this school, there are special rules that make it different from any other high school.

All students are required to live on campus and are prohibits contact with anyone outside the school.

Even contacting the immediate family is impossible without the permission of the school.

Leaving school grounds is also prohibited.

However, there are also many other facilities for students not to suffer from being locked up.

There are karaoke bars, theater rooms, cafes and even boutiques-

it can be said that it is a small town.

In the middle of the big city, the immense
campus covered more than 600,000 square meters.

However, there is one more special feature in this school. The introduction of S system.

— Now I am going to deliver the student identification cards. With this card, they can buy anything at any of the stores and facilities on campus. It works like a credit card. However, be careful how many points you use. There's nothing you can't buy at school. Yes there is something at school, you can buy it.

This point system associated with the student card essentially replaced to money.

In this way, each student started with the same amount of money and would be forced to review their spending habits. In either case, all points are provided by the school at no charge.

You can buy anything

That is a clear indication.

— Student cards are used by swiping at the machines. The use of machines is really easy, so you won't have any problem with them. Points will be credited automatically on the first day of the month. Everyone You should already have 100,000 points on your card. Also, 1 point is worth 1 yen. Any other explanation is unnecessary.

For a moment, the classroom became noisy. In other words, for being admitted to this school, we receive a monthly allowance 100,000 yen from the school.

But...

He indicated the first day of the month, but did not say that he should give 100,000 points every month.

— Were you surprised by the amount of points you got? This school measures the abilities of the students.

So it depending on value the amount of points can vary.

— Everyone here, who passed the entrance exam, has shown some level of merit and courage. The amount of money is a reflection of your skills. Use it without holding back. However, after
graduation, all points will be removed. Since it is impossible to exchange these points for cash, there is no point in saving them.

Urge students to spend their money excessively, which makes it dubious for a classroom teacher.

— The way they are used is up to you. Use them on things you like or need. If they think you won't be using some of your points, they can transfer them to someone else. However, harassing other people for points is prohibited. The school is very strict on bullying.

It sounds like you want students to spend their points unnecessarily.

With what merit...

Everything is going according to what I had in mind.

I already confirmed if most of my thoughts are true regarding that school of that guy, but it doesn't hurt to make sure.

I rested my elbows on my desk, placed my palms on top of each other, leaned my head down, and closed my eyes.

This school measures the value of each student, depending on whatever they do, their actions can affect their the class as a whole.

The attitudes and actions of the students, the cameras would help with the fact of giving a most accurate value with regard to this class.

You can ascend or descend with it.

Although that should not be the only way to ascend.

The points should also be key in this case, since they want to prepare exemplary students in society.

In society money matters, with money you could even buy a life.

But I don't think this school would go as far as selling a life unless...

As far as I'm going, it should be possible to buy a class change for an exorbitant amount of private points

They can't put something impossible so...

I actually find many ways to earn private points en masse in this school, but other than that there should be another way to earn private points, a way that the school has to do with--

And when it comes to classes A through D you need an indicator for the level of each class.

It could be a mechanism similar to points.

Private points are 100,000...

Points of C* is that possibility.

It cannot be 10,000 class points for each class.

100,000 private points would be equal to 1000 points of C*

The cameras will be in charge of monitoring the value of the students and the classroom as a whole.

The fact that almost anything can be purchased with private points, the information would also be included in the purchase.

Calculating the amount of each individual's starting points per class and the benefit from the information provided.

The amount of private points it would take to buy is--

Looks like I got too deep into my thoughts

(This all happened in a second)

Chabashira-sensei looked around the room and her eyes met mine for a few moments.

His amused gaze turned sharp.

He frowned, flashed a complicated smile that contained joy with trepidation and curiosity.

The only people besides me who noticed that were Horikita, Koenji, and a brown-haired girl named Matsushita.

He returned to the expression he had when he entered the classroom.

— It seems that no one has any questions. Well then, please lead a good student life.

Many of the classmates cannot hide their surprise at the grant amount.

— It's not as strict a school as I thought it would be.

Horikita was looking at me after upon hearing my words.

— It certainly seems like a lax school.

It could be said that students are put in paradise with preferential treatment.

— This preferential treatment is a bit scary.

I speak Horikita distrusting this school a bit.

— About 100,000 points using common sense, do you think a prestigious school would give 100,000 yen to a student? Even if it is supported by the government, don't you find it absurd?

I spoke with my gaze still on the window.

— Yeah. You're right, I see it as absurd, but I wonder if the rumors about his prestige were just that. rumors.

It seems you didn't catch the gist of my words.

— 'sigh'

— What's with that sigh, do you have a problem with me?

— Not really.

Look at the classroom in general.

— This classroom is really big.

With my eyes I scanned my surroundings.

Horikita, noticing that, did the same.

— Yeah. you have ra-

He noticed the cameras.

— That?, cameras? -he spoke to me looking at me inquisitively- What do you think of that?

He was surprised that he hadn't noticed.

He pointed me to the place of the cameras.

— Cameras? -I looked in the direction where Horikita was looking- You're right, there are many, he asked me... Why would this school need too many cameras?

Horikita stopped looking at my face, looking at her desk, she began to seriously think about all the information collected.

— Do not tell me that...

— What's happening?

— Too many cameras. This is not normal. The possibility that they are used to monitor our behavior is high.

I speak with one hand over his mouth, sweating.

— But. Why would they want to monitor us?

— Did Sensei say anything about this?

I asked in a confused voice.

Horikita thought for a bit about the teacher's words.

— Merit -I speak in a low voice- I understand. Merit is what counts in this class and possibly others.

—Merit?

Are you an airhead? Think a little bit.

— ... -I spoke with a surprised face- I understand... Do those cameras have something to do with what sensei said?

Throw a question.

— Yes... But I think there is more...

She stood still without looking at me looking at the blackboard and thinking.

I turned my gaze towards the window while watching the white doves through my window.

A white dove flew up high and with a bandana returned high in the sky.

... ...

— Hey hey~, don't you want to go see those stores? Lets go shopping!

I heard students talking to each other.

— Umm. With so much money, we can buy anything. It's great that I got into this school~.

The students, who received a great
amount of money, they were restless.

— Everyone, can you listen to me for a moment?

A student who had the air of a young man raised his hand and spoke.

His hair is not dyed and he looked like an honor student. He didn't look like a delinquent either.

Let's hear what he has to say.

— Starting today, we will be in the same class for the next three years. Therefore, it would be great if we could all introduce ourselves and become friends.
We still have time until the entrance ceremony, what do you think?

Most of the students couldn't find words to say.

— I agree! After all, we don't know our names, let alone anything about ourselves.

After the first person agreed, the previously doubtful students expressed their support.

— My name is Hirata Yousuke. Since in middle school I was often called by my given name, Yousuke, feel free to use it. Although I like all sports, I like soccer in particular and I also plan to play soccer at this school. I remain in your care.

The young man who proposed that the class be presented in a calm and impeccable manner did
his presentation.

After talking about football with that refreshing expression, his popularity skyrocketed.

Thus, Hirata became the central figure of the class, and will probably attract everyone's attention until we graduate.

He'll probably date the prettiest girl in class. Possibly this is how he should end...

But unfortunate for him. It won't be like that.

My presence will change the direction in which your life will advance.

— Well... then, can we start the introductions from the beginning?

Being calm to the end, Hirata asked for confirmation.

Although the girl was puzzled and nervous, she soon made up her mind and stood up.

In other words, she was stunned by Hirata's words.

— M-my name Inogashira K-ko-

As he tried to introduce himself, his words wouldn't come out of his mouth.

Either her mind went blank or she couldn't collect her thoughts completely, she was unable to speak clearly.

When the words no longer came out, she face turned pale with embarrassment. It's rare to see someone get so nervous.

— Do the best you can.

— It's fine if you don't rush~.

Those kind words came from a classmate. But they had the effect
contrary and the words inside her throat disappeared. the silence continued
for 5 seconds, then 10 seconds. The pressure was palpable.

Little giggles came from some of the girls in the classroom. She was paralyzed
fear.

I decided to intervene.

— Hello Inogashira, ignore your concerns. Don't care what others think... Just think of yourself, inhale and exhale gather your courage to introduce yourself, take your time.

I spoke with a reassuring smile, my calm voice carried towards Inogashira, the students present all turned their eyes on me.

Some of the girls blushed while some of the boys burned with jealousy.

The words I said to Inogashira although they were similar words "Do your best" and "It's okay if you don't rush", the meaning they had was completely different.

For the nervous girl, the boys' words seemed a bit strong, from the way they spoke.

After regaining a bit of her composure, she breathed in and out to calm herself.

Then after a while...

— My name is Inogashira...Kokoro. My hobby is sewing and I am good at knitting. I will be in your care.

From the first word he said everything without stopping.

Thanks to the help, Inogashira's performance ended without a hitch.

With a relieved, delighted, and slightly embarrassed expression, Inogashira she sat down without first leaning a little in my direction as a thank you.

I calmly nodded and continued with what I was doing.

Other introductions followed.

— I am Yamauchi Haruki. In elementary school, he played table tennis at the national level, then I was the ace of the baseball club in high school. I had the number 4 uniform. But since I recently got injured during Inter High, I am currently in rehab. Nice to meet you.

I don't think the number 4 has any meaning...

And Inter High no is a sports tournament for high schools... You can't compete
as a high school student.

Or was he trying to make a joke?

Even sitting facing the window, I spoke loud enough for all the students in the classroom to hear me.

— Yamauchi, right? Inter High no is a sports tournament for high schools. You can't compete as a high school student. May I know the reason for your lie, maybe... A joke?

Yamauchi got nervous and some boys and girls laughed.

But it doesn't take away the fact that part of the room looked at me in a hostile way.

In his case it was the same jealous people.

Some girls whispered while looking at me.

— Looks great

— Who is it?

— Do not know him.

— That smile should be illegal.

— I don't like him... I can't deny that he's handsome but he looks boring.

— Hey... Look at his eyes, they're golden.

— That? They are light brown. There are no people with golden eyes.

— Yes, how could I have golden eyes?

— But aren't her eyes beautiful?

— The only way to check is to look closely.
We'll greet you later.

— Kya~

—Who will do it?

— It seems unattainable. It's hard to get close.

A group spoke like this.

While another

— Who does he think he is? Is he trying to get popular or something?

— It's scary...

— Pointing out the shortcoming of a presentation... Don't you think it's a bit...?

— He's a nosy.

Some of the children in particular looked at me with hatred and resentment.

I was beginning to gain fear, love and hate.

—Yamauchi-kun. It's wrong to lie even if it's to look cool.

Laughter and mockery verbally attacking Yamauchi, who only crouched down nervous and embarrassed. ... Hirata reassured his companions.

After that everyone stopped laughing and concentrated on the introductions looking at my face occasionally.

I just ignored the stares and kept appreciating the beautiful as well as the disgusting of creation

— So I'm next, right?

The girl who helped the old lady on the bus this morning.

Kushida prepared to introduce.

— My name is Kushida Kikyou, and like none of my high school friends He came to this school -she said looking slightly at Horikita, without anyone present realizing it- I want to meet all of you and be friends!

Most of the students finished their presentations after a few
words, but Kushida kept talking.

— First of all, I want to be friends with everyone here. After everyone has finished their introductions, please exchange contact information with me!

He seemed like the type of person who would get along with everyone.

— So, during vacations or after school, I want to make memories with a lot of people, so please invite me to a lot of events. I've been talking for a while, so I'm going to end my presentation here.

These two met in their previous school, but the person who is most worried about it is Kushieda which indicates that she was the cause of something in their previous school.

The important thing is that he will definitely get along with all the boys and girls in the class. ... While I was lost in my own thoughts, the introductions continued.

— Then the next one is-

When Hirata looked at the next student, the next student gave him a piercing look.

With bright red hair, the boy looked like a delinquent and spoke in a manner that matched his look.

— Are you idiots? I don't want to introduce myself, just leave me alone.

He Redhead looked at Hirata. Tension hung in the air.

— I can't force you to introduce yourself. But, I don't think it's a bad thing to get along with your classmates. If you think I'm being rude, I apologize.

After looking at Hirata nodding towards he redhead, some of the girls hey stared at redhead.

— Isn't it okay to make a simple introduction?

— Yes Yes

As expected of the handsome soccer boy. He seems to have quickly attracted the
girls attention.

However, starting with redhead, half of the other guys moved with jealous towards Hirata

— No. I don't want to pretend we're good friends.

Redhead got up from his seat.

Before you leave the classroom, I talked.

— Sudou.

Horikita was surprised by my intervention.

— Huh? What do you fuck!?

Ignoring the fact that I called him by his last name, he answered aggressively.

— Why don't you introduce yourself?, in the first place so, What is your reason for coming to this school?, Wouldn't it be better to get along with your classmates?

— Ha? Study? That is secondary, my intention is to be a basketball player, I am not interested in playing against friends in this classroom.

— Can you play basketball here?

— I said don't bother me!

The students were alarmed thinking that he redhead approached my seat with the clear intention of becoming violent.

Kushieda looked at me worried, she wanted to intervene but I stopped her with my eyes, she decided to trust me.

I kept calm ignoring his presence looking at the classroom.

I got up from the seat.

The students thought that I was going to fight, but only with my index finger I pointed to a particular place.

— Are you sure about it? Go ahead... One more step. And you will be expelled from this institution.

He stopped, after hearing what I said.

The students were in a state of confusion from my words.

— Look at those cameras -I point to the cameras in the place and for the first time I stared at he redhead- Do you think they should pass on your attitude? Even in basketball there is something called formality.

Horikita looked at me with a cold and sharp look, noticing that I used the information which she told me about.

— Shit!

— The outside world is not something easy that you can solve with your violence. This place is no exception, you will be expelled depending on how you act.

I spoke out loud.

Koenji, looked at the situation with a serious face, which was not visible due to his mirror.

— I wouldn't be surprised if with those cameras the teachers won't pay attention to you and will expel you in silence.

A vein was sticking out of his head.

— Did you hear that?

— That's dangerous.

— Will he be expelled?

— He's just a delinquent, he's not worthy of this school.

Being red with anger, he held back from unleashing a blow.

— You won't be able to play basketball anymore. Horikita this school... how important is it?

— Huh? -she was surprised by the question, but after understanding she answered- Well... This school has a lot of influence to the point that they guarantee you a job upon graduation.

— Did you hear?

I spoke to the classmate in voice aloud.

— What do you think about this? If this school can guarantee them a job. Would the reverse also be possible?

— Otherwise?

— This is absurd.

— But it makes sense.

— No job in your whole life. Zero percent work guaranteed, won't they be ruined? There is such a possibility and now. - I looked at Sudou, he calmed down and was sweating- You won't be able to play basketball for any team ever again in your life depending on your actions in this school? Actions will determine your future.

I spoke again with a voice audible to all.

Sudou breathed heavily.

— S-sorry please don't report me.

He crouched down asking for forgiveness.

I ignored him and looked at the classroom.

— What do you think? Attempted to assault me. Should I report?

— Yeah. report it. He is nothing but a criminal.

— He's just violent.

— Wait!

Someone shouted.

It was Hirata.

— Hello. What's your name?

He asked me a little nervous about the situation.

— Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. You all call you can call me Ayanokouji. If we know each other better you could call me Kiyotaka I'm good at tea ceremony, chess and piano I'd like to help everyone with the best I can. I am in your care.

— So A-ayanokouji I don't think it's necessary to go too far to report Sudou.

Sudou looked gratefully at Hirata.

— You weren't going to use violence?

— Yeah. Ayanokōji is right he was going to use violence.

— Just report it.

— That he is expelled or suspended no longer matters.

— But Hirata-kun wants him not to be expelled.

Inogashira spoke.

— No. I was going to hit Ayanokōji, that can't stay like that.

— Why are you defending him Hirata?

— Alright. -She spoke with a repentant tone of voice- Sorry if I bothered you. I just don't like violence or intimidation -I said looking at the class, I got an interesting reaction from a blonde-haired classmate- if you need my help, don't hesitate to ask for it, I'll help with my best effort.

I spoke to the class in general.

— You don't need to apologize Ayanokouji it's not your fault.

The same thing happened with Sudou, but Hirata replaced him.

Sudou looked at the situation somewhat confused.

— Hirata-kun why can't you let Ayanokōji report Sudou?

— Yeah. Hirata why you recriminate Ayanokōji is not her fault.

— What are you talking about? It's your fault. He shouldn't have interfered, he should just obey Hirata-kun.

A black haired girl spoke.

— Hey Shinohara, what are you talking about? He is not Hirata's slave.

— I support Shinohara.

— Stop acting like a bitch.

— He wants to have the sympathy of Hirata.

Inogashira spoke furiously.

— Shinohara be quiet for a moment. If someone tried to hit you, you would report it immediately, don't play dumb.

The children took advantage of the situation to speak.

— Hey Ayanokouji, don't you think you're exaggerating?

— If old you look like a marcica.

The girls who understood were influenced by Inogashira.

— Don't insult Ayanokōji!

— Who is the real fagot?

— That guy is exaggerated.

— He just wants to humiliate us.

— He intervenes in the presentations of others, he is a busybody.

— Don't they see that you just want to be popular?

— P-please stop.

Hirata had a dark and downcast look.

I hit him lightly on the shoulder.

— I got this.

I spoke to Shinohara out loud and approached her.

— If I made you feel bad. Don't hesitate to hit me. I'll give you my right cheek in exchange... - I spoke looking at the ground- Please don't cause more chaos.

They all glared at Shinohara.

— She was the one who caused everything.

— What are you looking for?

— Please enough. Don't blame your classmate. If there is someone to blame it would be me.

— No. Ayanokōji is not to blame.

Inogashira yelled pointing at Shinohara and Sudou.

— These two are guilty. And you Hirata stop trying to defend Sudou.

— I agree. Hirata I don't understand the fact that you try to cover the sun with a finger.

Another girl got up.

A brown haired one.

— B-but I don't see a need for him to be expelled. That's extreme.

— Didn't he himself look for his result?

— You...

Hirata was about to burst.

Kushida stood up and spoke with a troubled face.

— Please everyone, don't try to blame someone, he's our classmate, we can't do that to him. It would be wrong.

The boys and some girls stood still and stopped talking.

— Kushida is right.

— Yeah. Our goddess says so.

— Let's give him a chance.

Kushida approached me, and spoke to me with a sad face.

— Ayanokouji-kun. I know Sudou did wrong but could you forgive him? Please, I'm sure he's sorry.

I put a gentle smile on my face and spoke.

— Kushida, Hirata. No need to worry, I will not report this to the school.

Hirata walked out calmly showing his usual refreshing smile, while Kushieda smiled sweetly.

I looked at Sudou and spoke.

— Sudou remember to keep your composure, I may not see people as kind as me. You may see people who no they want you to be part of this institution. make sure you take care of yourself.

— So kind.

— I forgive Sudou.

— Yeah. But Shinohara acted badly.

— Yeah.

— But-

— Shut up Yamaded

— S-sorry my name is Yamauchi.

— It doesn't matter.

I heard some whining from some children but I guess it's my imagination.

Hirata calmed down, thanked me sincerely and returned to where he was. ... After what happened, some people left without wanting to make their presentations, the remaining students continued.

— I'm Ike Kanji. L--...

I absentmindedly waited for the presentations to end by evaluating his name and determining each student's course of action. ... So next was the boy who fought on the bus.

While wath I was looking at nothing, with my deep thoughts, without neglecting the fact of listening to the presentations.

— My name is Koenji Rokusuke. As the sole heir to the Koenji conglomerate, I will be the man responsible for Japanese society in the near future. Nice to meet you ladies. - It wasn't a presentation for the whole class, only for women.- you too, demon.

He spoke quietly to me looking at me with a serious look, different from his usual arrogant narcissistic attitude.

I was the only one who heard those words, some girls looked at Koenji with bright eyes after hearing that he was rich, while the others looked at him like he was crazy. It's natural, he's a pretty eccentric person.

You could consider yourself a person faithful to your beliefs and desires.

— From now on, I will relentlessly punish anything that makes me feel uncomfortable. Be careful with that.

— Uh... Koenji-kun. "What do you mean anything, that makes me feel uncomfortable?"

Feeling disturbed by her words, Hirata asked.

— Exactly as I said. But if I if i had to give an exampleI hate unattractive things. If I saw something ugly, I would do what I said.

He combed her hair up.

— Oh thanks. I'll make sure to be careful.

During this short period of time, I was able to see a glimpse of the variety of students in my class.

The threads of fate began to sew slowly, without them noticing.

I continued with my vision of the birds through the window on my side.

If you look outside, you can see the grace of the birds... which you can't see right now.

The bright sun was quite refreshing.

— Um...the next person...please introduce yourself.

— Huh?

My turn came while I was lost in my delusions. Many of the students were waiting for my presentation.

I already introduced myself, yet they ask me to introduce myself.

Many of my classmates look at me with expectation, some girls had hearts in their eyes while some were burning with jealousy.

Horikita stared at my forehead, Kushieda was with her fake smile looking sideways with some hatred at Horikita.

Hirata smiled at me with his refreshing smile, still a bit upset due to what happened with Sudou.

He is a fragile person like a thin layer of glass.

I put my thoughts aside.

I stood up and began my presentation.

— I introduced myself a few moments ago in an awkward situation so I'll introduce myself again. -I looked at my classmates with a smile on my face, it was not refreshing if not reassuring- My name is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, I would be happy to help all my classmates at any time with the best I can, do not hesitate to ask for my help if you need it .

I was silent for a second, and then continued.

— Physically, I am only above average, I did not stand out much in that aspect, I am good at mathematics, although I cannot say the same about other subjects, I am proud of my knowledge on that subject, I learned tea ceremony, I can also play the piano, sorry for my speech a bit longI am in your care.

After finishing the presentation, I quickly sat down again.

Many students talked among themselves.

— Hey, he knows how to play the piano.

— It's great.

— Are you a math genius?

— Come on, he must only be bragging.

— Miyamoto, don't think you should talk like that without knowing his true ability.

— Damn ikemen

Ike spoke.

Most of the students applauded my performance, Horikita looked amazed that I could even play the piano and be academic.

— Nice to meet you Ayanokouji-kun. I also want to get along with everyone, so let's do our best

Hirata said with a refreshing smile. ... Even though this school is different from others, the entrance ceremony is the same here as any other. After a thank you speech from some rector or other director, the ceremony ended.

And then it was noon. After all the buildings and facilities on campus were explained to us, the group split up.

Of the students, 70 or 80% went to the dormitories. The rest formed small groups and walked to the cafes and karaoke rooms.

Kushida came over to my seat.

— Hello Ayanokouji, what will you do after this?

— I'll go back to the bedrooms, don't worry about me, see you tomorrow.

Kushieda realized that it was time to ask for the contact of his classmates to increase his popularity.

I took a sheet of paper from my bag and gave it to him.

— This is my number. Call me if you need anything see you.

— Wait-

I left the classroom without letting her finish, as classmates were approaching me. ... On my way to the dorms, I decided to go to the convenience store, which I was passing through.

— 'sigh' what an untimely coincidence.

When I entered the store, I immediately ran into Horikita.

— Hello, Horikita. How do you feel?

— Do you really like my company? Or are you some kind of masochist?

— It hurts me that you think of me as a guy with some guy with a strange fetish but with respect to your ask. Yeah. I actually find you quite nice. But enough about that, are you here shopping?

— How can you say that with that expressionless face? Your expression changes from one moment to the next. I didn't expect you could put a soft expression on that face of yours.

— For your information I'm not some kind of robot without feelings. And don't evade my question.

I approached looking at her straight into his eyes.

He took a step back.

— Why do you go away?

— Don't know. I just felt that I shouldn't get close to you. What is this?

— You're scared of me?

— Because I would be afraid of someone inferior to me. Never look me directly in my eyes again or you will regret it and regarding your question Yes. I have come to buy some basic necessities.

Horikita spoke, turning her gaze to the shampoo she took from the shelf.

He decided to choose the cheapest available.

The entire shelf looked new, like just-arranged products.

— An interesting choice that you made there.

I spoke bringing my feet closer to his direction.

— Interesting? How? Isn't this normal? After all, I'm the type of person who doesn't waste money carelessly.

He sent me a cold look that said, " could you not look at other people's things without permission?

— Besides, I didn't expect you to stay in the classroom to introduce yourself. You didn't seem like the type of person to be in that peer group.

— Why not? In society, not only Japanese but also from different places within the world and the underworld, they present themselves either politely or impolitely, I don't see any problem in presenting myself.

— You speak as if you were very knowledgeable on that subject, but in my opinion it would cause less trouble if I had not introduced myself.

Horikita ended up introducing herself, as I pointed out that she was the one who found everything I talked about.

She had no escape.

She got popular even with her cold attitude, many of my classmates called her a class genius.

After that Horikita glared at me, but she calmed down a bit.

— All your classmates have a good view of you... I don't see any problem, unless you want to be hated and despised.

— And you, did you make any friends? -I formulate the question trying to divert the weight of my words in his future- You talk about introducing yourself when you didn't get a good impression from your classmates. Isn't that funny?

— What led you to that conclusion? By the way the only ones who hate me are some boys and girls. Try to observe the treatment towards me and draw your own conclusions.

— Though I'm surprised you're cheeky, you talked about all the information I collected without asking.

— About that... Sorry Horikita for using the information you gave me so that he redheaded doesn't cause trouble.

— Why did you do that?

He looked at me with a sharp look.

— I already told you why I did it.

— Seriously you... It doesn't matter what you do with the information I gave you but I warn you that it will be your responsibility if the information leaks to other classes.

— Classes? Would that be a problem?

— Yeah. I've been thinking about this. But I think it could be a class competition.

— What makes you believe that?

— 4 classes. Cameras and value. Something tells me this is going to be a competition...

He was silent for a few seconds and then continued.

— Also. "Nothing is free in this world". Those words you carelessly said to me carry a great which one that. What you don't realize... But thanks to it I can see that there is something strange in this school.

— ...

— *sigh* Just ignore my words.

— Interesting, I can't ignore your words as they make sense. Then Horikita I'll take responsibility if something happens. But... You don't want friends, am I wrong?

— I don't want friends, that's true, because you say that right now?

— I don't know. She was thinking that if she doesn't want to stand out she just stays in the shadows. -I spoke then I was silent and I looked at her- Apart from that it would help you in that class competition, isn't it great? Act from the shadows.

— Don't act like a child. About that... I see it as quite efficient, I would work alone and you would only be my pawn. You will be my cover.

— Although... I don't like too much attention, don't worry, I'll take care of that without drawing attention to myself.

Horikita placed her hand on her chin.

— I'll think about it...

— Yes, Horikita. I'm sure that with your Intellect the class will overcome any barrier...

Horikita was left thinking about what I said. ... We don't even look at each other as we wander into the convenience store.

Even though his personality is a bit heavy, he didn't feel uncomfortable walking around together.

— Wow. They even have all different kinds of instant noodles, this school is really convenient~.

In front of the instant food section, two guys were being loud.

Kanji Ike and Yamauchi Haruki.

They were my two classmates.

From his attitude his total naivety was visible.

After tossing a bunch of instant noodles into his basket, the two of them went to the cash register.

They also had plenty of appetizers and drinks that filled the entire basket.

— Instant noodles...so they had that kind of section too, huh.

— So guys really like this kind of thing? I don't think it's really good for the body.
If that was really true.

But as for me.

My body would not be affected by excess, my body works differently than a human body.

No matter how much I eat junk food or anything that a human body wouldn't tolerate, it won't work on me.

My body does not decrease its strength no matter if I stop training.

My strength may not decrease but it can increase significantly depending on how much I increase in training pace.

— Eh, I was considering whether I should buy it.

I picked up a bowl of instant noodles and looked at the price.

It said it was 156 yen.

Even though the school calls it -points-, the prices are written in yen.

— Hey, what do you think of these prices? Do they look cheap or expensive?

- Hmm... I can't really say, but did you find something with a price strange?

— No, that's not what I meant. I only wanted to ask.

The prices of the merchandise in the store seemed fine.

Since the average allowance for a high school student is about 5,000 yen, our monthly allowance is 20 times higher.

Horikita looked at me strangely.

— You told me that you were a shut-in, right? Could it be that they didn't even teach you the correct value of prices?

— I'm not a criminal "Locked up" wouldn't be the right word. "home schooled person", like that you could call me and about the price... Actually I was just curious.

He looked at me with a look that did not believe my words and continued on his way ignoring me.

I took the nearest bowl of noodles.

— 'sigh' It's seriously tiring to be with you... Could you stop talking to me unilaterally? -she looked at the ramen noodles in my hands and spoke- You must stop buying those unhealthy foods. The school has much better food options, so don't make it a habit.

— Well.

I put down the one I had on hand and grabbed a regular size bowl of instant noodles (it said FOO Yakisoba) and put it in my basket.

Horikita turned her attention away from the food section and started looking at the necessities section of the store.

Horikita once again chose the cheapest facial cleanser.

The cameras imposed suspicion on his being but not enough to discover all the information of the S system.

As with the rest of the items, they looked clean and new.

— I think this one looks better, don't you?

I grabbed a facial cleanser that was a bit more expensive and seemed creamier.

It was a new brand, but it was quite famous for its softness, and quality.

The brand was... *

— Not necessarily.

— Are She you sure?

— I already said I didn't need it, right?

— Yes. But still...

I grab the facial cleanser and carry it in my hand.

— What are you planning? You are inviting me to buy the most expensive one. Why?

— It's no big deal. I just thought that women take more care of their appearance.

— You thought wrong. It is not necessary to spend the points excessively, only fools would do it... -I look at my basket and speak- Why do you have a lot of useless things in that basket of yours? Seriously... Is the only thing you have going for you is chess?

— I already told you that I am also good at tea ceremony.

He looked at the facial cleanser in my hand and spoke.

— Why are you wearing that woman facial cleanser?

— I'll buy it for you. Consider it a gift.

— I do not want it.

— I insist.

We continue talking.

She finally gave up and decided to accept my gift.

— Since I don't like to owe you anything, I'll give you some advice.

He put on a serious look and looked in my direction.

— After what happened with the cameras, I'm beginning to be very suspicious about the hundred thousand points assigned, what I'm trying to say is that they probably won't give us 100,000 points this end of the month.

— Are you sure about it? Sensei said that he would give us 100,000 points every month.

Horikita upon hearing that began to think, she spoke with a serious face.

— Now that I think about it correctly. At what point did sensei say that he would give 100,000 every month? I don't remember hearing any of that.

— She did not say?

— No. He said he would give 100,000 points this month. Try to think things through before buying.

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Horikita Suzune POV

— No. He said he would give 100,000 points this month. Try to think things through before buying.

Thinking about sensei's explanation I find many gaps in his words.

— You just saved my student life I really appreciate it.

— Your blank expression doesn't help in your appreciation.

He put on a smile and spoke again.

— I apreciate it.

I ignored him and continued thinking about many flaws in what sensei said until his deep voice pierced my ears.

— Horikita... are you some kind of genius?

— Nothing of that. You could say that I am superior to many. That includes You.

Seriously, why am I helping this guy...?

— My purpose is to reach someone superior to me. I would like to be recognized by him...

I spoke to myself in a low voice, not expecting an answer from anyone, but Ayanokōji listened to my words.

— Haven't you ever been recognized?

Now that I think about it...

— Yeah. But I was recognized only by inferior people.

I was only recognized by people I don't know, not by him.

— Do you want to be recognized by some kind of familiar?

How did he know...

Huh?

— Wait, how do you know that?

— Would you be satisfied if you are recognized by the president of Japan?

If she recognized me, would she be satisfied?

The answer would be obvious.

I would not be satisfied.

I just want to be recognized by him.

I want to reach his back.

Walk by your side.

— Your brother? Sister?

My expression collapsed for a moment.

— Will it be a competition?

I speak with a penetrating voice.

Then he was silent for a few seconds and continued.

— Or maybe walk with the person you admire, a person who walks away every time you improve.

I felt like I was describing my life.

— Will you reach it with your own strength? Or will you just mimic their actions?

— Oni-san

I could only drop those words when I heard everything the person next to me said.

Until I found out.

Wait I'm talking about more.

I don't want to cause more trouble for oni-san

— Could you stop poking around in my life?

I spoke looking at her face.

— They are casual questions, nothing more. If you don't want to answer, I'm not forcing you, but I'll give you some advice. If you want to be recognized, don't imitate, follow your own path.

He stared at me again.

I could only take a step back, I couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Why does my body act like this?

I don't understand why he acted that way.

But what bothers me the most is...

That look.

I feel as if it will undress me.

The feeling of discovering every part of my being.

As if my life was being read by this person.

It removed those exaggerated thoughts from my mind since it is not possible.

And... What did he mean with those words?

He stopped staring at my face and smiled gently.

— Be yourself.

— That?

I was about to turn red with anger and attack him.

I don't understand why those words affected me so much.

— It's a joke.

He said with his monotone voice and blank face.

— Oh really? You...

— That was the phrase I ever wanted to say.

Oh really. Irritates me.

But... For some reason I can't hate him.

... ...

I continued walking with Ayanokōji at my side.

While looking for important things to buy

At the corner of the convenience store, I saw something that caught my eye.

— Free?

I picked up one of the items.

Daily necessities such as toothbrushes and bandages were put in a container labeled "free". The container also had written on it the words, "3 articles per month", and it was obvious that these were different from the other articles.

— With what is so. This is making more and more sense.

Free.

In a school that gives 100,000 yen to each student is absurd.

With this my suspicions began to make sense.

— Hey, wait a bit! I'm looking for it now!

A voice sounded in the middle of the place.

— Hurry up! Everyone is waiting!

— Oh really!? Tell them to complain directly to me!

It seemed that there were problems. Two boys were looking at each other when they started fighting. The one with the disgruntled face was the very familiar redhead.

I looked at Ayanokōji next to me to see what was gone.

I looked for him with my eyes and noticed that he was next to the redhead who got violent in class.

I decided that it is unnecessary to stay in this place when I already have all my purchases ready so I decided to go to my room.

I ordered the purchases be brought to my room and I left.

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Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

— What's going on here?

— Oh? You are...

The redhead had a bitter expression when he met me.

I repeated the question

— What's going on here?

— I-I forgot my student card. I forgot that thing is practically money from now on.

After seeing her hands empty, she started to head towards the bedrooms.

— If it's okay with you, I can pay for it now. It would be troublesome to go back to look for her, I don't care if you use my points.

— It's true. It's annoying. It's good that you're here, thank you.

— Yes, but remember that if I need to buy something, do it for me. That could be the way you pay my spent points.

— I owe you one. I also wanted to tell you... Sorry about what happened in the classroom

— Alright Sudou let's talk while we walk.

I took Sudou's instant noodles, then walked towards the instant noodle dispenser. Hot water.

Horikita had already made her way to her room but I decided not to stop her.

— Let's finish shopping. It would annoy other students if we take too long.

We finished our shopping. After presenting the student card at the machine, the transaction was completed quickly. It was even faster because no
there was change involved.

The receipt showed the prices of each product and the remaining number of points. Payment went smoothly. I put hot water in it noodle bowl.

The amount of money that this school uses, it has a place where they get it from very apart from the government...

Since my grade has about 160 people, by simple calculation, the high school It must have around 480 people in total. In a month it is 48 million yen.

In a year, 560 million... ... After finishing the transaction, Sudou waited in front of the convenience store.

Seeing me leave, Sudou greeted me by waving his hand.

I also greeted him to return the gesture.

— Are you really trying to eat here?

— Of course. It's common sense, where else could I eat?

— Sudou. -I talked looking towards the horizon- If you continue with that attitude. You will end badly.

He was watching me cautiously.

— That? What is the problem?

— The classroom is not the only place with cameras.

Point with my eyes in the direction of the cameras of the place.

Sudou broke out in a cold sweat.

— Don't worry, I doubt they'll expel you. I arrived in time before you committed any degrading act.

Sudou sighed in relief, grabbed the noodles, ripped off the cover, and began to eat.

— Thank you old man, I seriously don't know how to thank you even now you help me. The classroom thing was my fault I wanted to apologize properly don't hesitate to ask me for help if you need anything.

— I forgive you, Sudo. Remember to be
very careful.

— AND

— What's up?

Sudou spoke while eating.

— Finish your meal before you speak. -I speak in a calm voice- I'll go buy a drink and I'll be right back.

I noticed that were approaching students, were acting suspicious and laughing from time to time looking at Sudou.

They watched Sudou's discussion in the shop.

Observing the surroundings.

From time to time small blizzards were present, causing our clothes and head to move slightly in the direction of the air.

Observe in more detail, the sky and the plants that are in the place, which moved because of the weather after that...

I continued with my walk towards the convenience store.

... ...

I finished buying a drink, when I heard voices that didn't belong to Sudou or my classmates.

— Hey, are you a first year? That is our site.

I stood aside erasing my presence observing the situation.

It turned out to be a group of three guys who left before my from the convenience store.

They are the same students, who saw Sudou's situation.

They had bowls of ramen noodles in their hands.

I took out my cell phone and...

— Who you are? I'm using this place right now.

— You are blocking the way. Fuck off.

— Have you heard? get out. Bratty first-year brat.

For my part, I observed the surroundings a bit and picked up a brochure that was lying on the ground, I looked at the cameras out of the corner of my eye, I put myself in an invisible position for the cameras.

I picked up the brochure with my left hand and read it for a bit.

The three boys laughed at Sudou. He himself stood still enduring the insults, he didn't want getting violent to affect his school life.

To avoid more problems, he reluctantly opted to leave the place where the group was, he stood up with noodles in his hands.

That was until...

A strong wind passed through the place which caused the brochure in my hand to blow towards Sudou's face.

His view had been blocked.

With suppressed anger he could not calculate his steps well.

The brochure stuck to his face, he couldn't see well for a few seconds, he tried to brush it off with one hand as he walked but the lack of vision played a trick on him and he stumbled cruelly.

He fell to the cold ground on his knees, he avoided any damage to his face by holding his body with both arms.

The cup of noodles fell into her hair along with the noodles splattering down her arms.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

— Ha ha ha ha It's stupid.

The senpai took advantage of this situation to crush Sudou's head with their feet to which Sudou stood up boiling with anger.

— The first year is trying to fight?

The second years sat in the place where Sudou was previously and spoke condescendingly.

— Yup, we're here. get out, this is our place.

— Shit! I will kill them!

Sudou lost track of his reason trying to fight.

He did not falter because of the difference in numbers. It looks like a fight to blows it will start at any time.

— Wow... so scary. What class are you in? Oh wait, never mind. Let me guess...

— you're in class D right?

— And!?

After Sudou said that, all the members of the upper class looked at each other, and laughed at the same time.

— You listened? He's in class D! It was really obvious!

— Oh? What do you mean by that, huh?

As Sudou clenched his fists to hit the people in front of him

—Wait Sudo.

I approached stopping Sudou

— Your friend came.

— You guys from class D are fags.

— Hey, you look boring. Let me guess are you in class D?

I ignored the senpai's words and stopped Sudou's arms that were pointing at one of the boys' faces.

— Sudou.

I spoke in a stern voice, which caused Sudou to turn to me with an annoyed expression.

— You! Do not bother me!

— Since they are so pitiful I will let them stay here today. Let's go.

The third year students proceeded to leave with amused smiles on their faces.

— Are they running away!?

— The dog is barking! Anyway, you guys will face hell very soon.

Surprisingly they were right with the said hell that will happen in the future.

But...

— Damn, if they were girls or nice second-year boys, it would be fine, but we have that stupid group.

— Sudou. You may not. But I consider you a friend, I wouldn't want any friend to abandon this school without fulfilling his dream.

I spoke looking at Sudou with sincere eyes and a gentle smile.

He felt guilty and apologized.

...

— Remember to control your anger.

— Devils. It's okay, I'll do my best to control my impulses but please be patient with me.

I took another piece of paper out of my pocket and passed it to him.

— This is my number call if you need help. I would like to help as many better people as I can.

He looked at me with a strange look.

— You are strange. Are you seriously not upset about trying to hit you in class?

Speak a little worried

— Don't worry about that. It's already forgotten, in any case, the important thing now is... -I looked at the floor and her face- clean the noodles, for now I'll take care of this, you go back to your room to clean yourself.

I looked towards the two surveillance cameras that had been placed there.

— Alright. Thanks Ayanokōji I seriously don't know what would happen to me without you. In any case, I am grateful to you. I don't know how I could return the favor, but again I say it, ask for something if you need my help.

— Good. walking.

I walk towards his bedroom. ...
I crouched down and began to clean up the mess, not forgetting to take a photo first. ... Once finished I sat down on a nearby bench, luckily the place was not too crowded.

I started eating my first bite of whatever instant noodles I had on hand.

— Delicious. No wonder guys like him are susceptible to overbuying this.

Although this would not affect my body or my organism.

My purchases will be delivered to my room shortly. ... Good. On going.

I decided to take a walk through a particular store before entering my bedroom.

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