When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"We have to find Finaru, the things are still there, but... let's go after eating and the pain is a little bit less."

After Yong Ye left, Qi's eyes were serious for a while, but he soon became a little listless again because of his helplessness, and finally touched the bandage outside the still painful wound with a frown.

When Yong Ye, who was wearing a black robe, went to the church to pick up takeaways and came back with a box of lunch, Mo Qi had already dried his wet long hair, covered his screaming belly with his hands, and sat obediently on the front seat. Seat waiting for his return.

After distributing the lunch box to this young girl who was about two months old, Yong Ye sat across from her, untied the lid of the lunch box, let the smell of the food and the heat come out together, and glanced at the girl opposite, He shook his head and couldn't help sighing.

"... It's been a long time since I've had dinner with others again, it's really... a strange feeling."

"Long time? Again?"

The girl who was opening the lid like Yong Ye gave Yong Ye a strange look.

Looking back on the past, in addition to the life in Roppongi, I only remember the white, the white bed, and the prayer in the white room. I can't help being curious about Yongye, a priest who obviously has a complicated past.

Chapter Four Coercion and Incentives

"Well~ The Masuda Toshiki family that I ate with at the earliest time died not long after, the whole family died, and then... I was alone, for a long time, and then I met Wuming... Well, to be precise, it was Hozumi , but they also separated for various reasons, and now I don't know what's going on with that child..."

It may be that during the period after Frank's death, I was bored and lonely for too long, and Yong Ye unconsciously became a little bit long-winded. I just wanted to find someone to talk to, so I talked about these insignificant personal past events like chatting.

"Then there was Shengtianzi and Mibu Zhaoka, and then there were a lot of little ones, but... they also separated for various reasons. Half a year ago, there was old Frank, the priest I took office. Unfortunately, he died a few months ago, and then Just to have dinner with you now."

"It always feels...complicated."

Mo Qi looked like he didn't understand, but looked at Yong Ye with puzzled eyes.

"Does every priest have such a complicated past?"

"Well, I'm a little special."

"Where's the family?"

"Family? How could there be such a thing."

Responding disapprovingly, Yong Ye just stirred the rice with disposable chopsticks in a lack of interest.

His memory before he appeared in the world of the Iron Fortress, to be precise, is that his memory of people is as vague as broken sand, and he only remembers that he has no family at all.

After a moment of silence, the girl in a white shirt that didn't fit at all apologized as if it was a lot too late, and then both of them were in a dull mood, so they stopped talking and just bowed their heads to eat.

After sweeping away the food, Mo Qi thanked Yong Ye again, said that the clothes would be returned to him, and then rested in the church for a while, and put on Yong Ye's student black shirt that Yong Ye had several sets of spares on the outside of the white shirt. gown and left the church.

After the church returned to being empty, Yongye returned to being as boring as ever, so he continued to practice in the morning.

The headquarters of the funeral club, as rumored, is in the Roppongi blockade.

Because the AP virus activated biological weapon of the terrorists ten years ago still remains here, it has not been rebuilt, but has been completely left alone. Although it has been abandoned for ten years, the condition of the houses here is compared to those in the Tokyo area. The outer peripheral area is better. After all, there are a large number of unlanded residents and criminals living here, and there are also many temporary buildings built by residents in disorder. The base of the funeral agency is deep in this area.

The search for the automatic robot Finaru did not make any progress, and the girl in black robe hesitated and returned to the base of the funeral home.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Pray."

Condescendingly looking down at the girl in the black robe of the cultivator who was wearing such a length that it almost dragged the floor, Chou Shenya cast a disappointing look unabashedly.

"sorry……"

For this kind of thing, Qi, who would not explain at all, lowered his head and apologized softly.

"Where did you get these clothes? Where did your invisibility cloak go?"

"...the invisibility cloak is broken."

"broken?"

"Accidentally broke it."

There was no idea of ​​claiming compensation, nor did he say that Yong Ye had broken it. Facing the angry Chou Shenya who had stepped up to another level, Qi just lowered his head and let him be scolded.

...

In the evening, Yong Ye came to the headquarters of GHQ, met with the special raid force under his command, tried their skills, and found that their combat quality was much stronger than that of the security forces. Look, it's impossible to be bullied and beaten by high school students like funeral homes.

The prisoner of the funeral club captured last night is now covered in wounds and looks in a terrible state of distress. It is said that he would rather die than submit to death. Tried again at night.

"Ah~ It's too much, to torture a high school student."

Yong Ye, who was already dressed as the commander of the special assault force, looked at the sixteen-year-old girl opposite with his chin resting on one hand. Although his words were exaggerated, in fact his words were full of playfulness.

In fact, it is true that terrorists are good to him. It has nothing to do with him. It is a matter of course that he will pay whatever price he does.

It is completely different from the cursed child who is forced to die and occasionally commits petty theft or even robbery. The cursed child will die otherwise, and there is no other way to go, so it is In the sympathy range of Yongye.

But... Although these terrorists are underage, there is nothing wrong with them, but looking at what they have done, Yong Ye has no idea of ​​sympathy. After all... His sympathy is not so overwhelming.

"...GHQ's... lackeys! If you want to kill or kill, go ahead! I will never... surrender to you invaders!"

"A lackey or something, it's really ugly. I just use people's money to eliminate disasters and benefit each other. I get both money and power, but what about you?"

Yong Ye completely turned a blind eye to the girl's glaring gaze. After all, he had seen this kind of gaze a long time ago, so he just responded casually with a disapproving look and mocked it.

"You are just a fool who was deceived. How should I put it, Chu Shenya's lackey? Did you gain any benefits from this action? You didn't get money or rights, or did you just have too little homework and nothing came out?" Have a leisure time? Then imagine spending time with our interrogator in this interrogation room like this now? Do you want to interrogate for two more days? Or give you a severe sentence that cannot be repaired?"

"…belief."

"What did you say? Louder."

Although he could hear clearly, Yong Ye deliberately pretended not to hear clearly.

"Faith!... Ya gave me faith! The faith to save this country from you invaders!"

Her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, but she didn't care about her own embarrassment. Like a fanatic girl, she repeatedly emphasized her beliefs.

This expression looks like the jihadists of extremist organizations in the Middle East who shouted "Long live jihad" and then fired grenades or ignited explosives to carry out self-destruct attacks.

Of course, those extremist organizations are terrorist organizations, and the funeral home is also a terrorist organization. There is no difference between the two, so they are all people who have been brainwashed. Brainwashed boy scouts and young soldiers who are used as cannon fodder. But here at the funeral home, there are only a few middle-aged people, and most of them are boy scouts and young soldiers.

"Okay, we are slaves, but is there anything wrong with the government managing the people? Now Japan's economy is much better than before, and the GDP has been rising in a V shape. Without terrorist organizations like you, it would definitely be called Guotai Minan."

"Bullshit! Taxes are still taken away by you! If you don't pay high taxes, you won't provide regular vaccines every month. In the end, you won't take away most of the GDP rise!"

"That's just a normal national tax, and it hasn't been raised on purpose. It's not too much to give peace, stability, and development, and it's not too much to charge the necessary maintenance fees for the organization? And don't you know the vaccination station at all? The AP virus is not Japan The only problem is that they will not be vaccinated because they do not pay taxes. This is a civic benefit and a civic obligation to prevent and control the virus. Just ask your parents when you go home. The vaccination station has never asked for tax proof , the persecution paranoia is very strong to this extent, or do you just believe it because it is what Akushinya said?"

"I do not believe you!"

The girl whose eyes were obviously shaken lowered her head unconsciously.