When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"It's getting late, I'll take you back. Even if you're a capable person, you're still just a child. It's almost 8:30. It's not good to go back alone."

"Hey?! No, no need, don't bother you..."

Misaka Mikoto, who wanted to violate the rules of Academy City and use electromagnetic power to absorb distant metals on the road to accelerate herself, repeatedly waved her hands and refused, while Yong Ye seemed to have anticipated her thoughts and asked bluntly.

"You don't mean to use your abilities on the street, do you? That's not okay? It's forbidden to use abilities in public, don't you forget?"

"But! Do not use..."

"No, but, let's go, I'll take you back."

"Hey hey hey!!"

To put it bluntly, Yong Ye still sent Misaka Mikoto back, which caused Misaka Mikoto to be unable to use her abilities, and she was too slow to catch up with the gate control.

At the gate of the Tokiwadai dormitory, a young woman with an oval face wearing glasses, condescendingly looked down at Misaka who kept running, tired and out of breath, and now trembling all over.

This Tokiwadai Middle School dormitory supervisor was standing in front of him with an extremely cold face. Looking at such a face, Misaka Mikoto felt like a mouse being stared at by a cat. She couldn't cry even if she wanted to cry. , cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

"Misaka, it's already past the lights-out time nine minutes and thirteen seconds ago, can you tell me why you're still outside?"

"That... this, this..."

"There seems to be no reason."

Misaka Mikoto was stuttering and unable to speak, she could only watch the dormitory supervisor approaching, she was so frightened that she would close her eyes and wait for death, but at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

"Wait first."

Grasping the right time, Yong Ye, who was dormant at the corner, appeared just in time.

"Security officer? Um...it's Teacher Yongye? What's wrong with it being so late?"

He lowered his glasses and narrowed his eyes to look at Yong Ye. After recognizing Yong Ye as Tokipandai's teacher, the dormitory supervisor's expression softened a lot. After all, she would not be so fierce to adults. Just for the students being managed.

"I came here because I was worried about Misaka-san's situation. Don't blame her. She was actually helping me find a bad boy who bullied girls, so she came back a little late. I can guarantee the legitimacy of her lateness." , so don't blame her."

"Is that so? Since you're assisting Security Officer Misaka, you should have said it earlier, it's really..."

"Hey?! Ah, yes! I'm sorry when I get nervous..."

The dorm supervisor easily believed Yong Ye's words, and Misaka Mikoto couldn't help being stunned, but she quickly reacted.

At this time, Misaka Mikoto realized the full meaning of what Yong Ye said about the intense and exciting night patrol, and she also fully felt the tension and excitement, and this was indeed too exciting for her...

Although they were all intense and exciting within a safe range, they were much more terrifying than roller coasters...

Misaka Mikoto, who had lingering fears, just fled into the dormitory with fear, while Yong Ye exchanged contact information with the dormitory supervisor at the door of the dormitory to facilitate the management of the students, and then left.

From Misaka's movements and eyes, she could feel her fear of the dormitory supervisor, so Yongye felt that this kind of education would definitely leave a deep impact, which was much better than simple preaching, and according to the significance of education, it allowed him to save A girl, and at the same time... also satisfied his evil taste.

Well, he will never admit that such behavior is more out of his own bad taste.

The night gradually deepened, and Yong Ye was on the way back alone, looking at the dark night sky unconsciously, and thought of his own name...

"Yongye...who on earth thought of this bad name? It's not as good as the original ward number 05, or should I just change the name to Zero Five?...Why does the name Zero Five always feel a little...strange?"

Confused and puzzled, Yong Ye thought about his own name, and accidentally thought of Zero Five. He felt that if the word Zero Five were to be used as a name, it would give him a strange feeling. How strange is it? It's hard to judge.

Maybe after a while, I can understand when my memory recovers?

With this kind of thinking in mind, Yong Ye didn't think about things that he couldn't understand for the time being. After going to the branch to show up, he ate on the side of the road. Covered the quilt, just like ordinary people, thinking about the students' affairs and the security of the surrounding area, and then fell asleep like this.

The night was fleeting, and when consciousness regained consciousness, Dawn's brilliance, which strongly asserted its own existence, illuminated the room through the white curtains that could not block the sunlight, and the chirping of birds outside the window seemed to be urging the room. The master got up.

It's a very ordinary sleep, but I don't know why just being able to sleep soundly on a hard bed with no mattress added, just covered with sheets, and then wake up in the morning light, Yong Ye feels so comfortable that he has nothing to say.

He propped up his upper body from the bed, stared blankly at the white curtains that were blown by the wind, and was puzzled in his heart. Isn't this kind of thing very common? Was he a sleepless person before?

Standing up and walking to the window, squinting his eyes and looking at the morning light, Yong Ye's thoughts diverged a little far away again.

A person who doesn't sleep...theoretically, it should be impossible to exist, but...why?

Could it be...was troubled by dreams? Now he often has some very strange dreams where people are fighting, and there are even pictures of himself fighting on the battlefield.

For example, the dream that impressed him the most was mainly...

I am constantly roaring with beasts, full of blood and internal organs, the stench of burning corpses, and the dry ground is full of corpses on the battlefield.

If the dream is to be called a dream, it is too real, so clear that even the five senses of the body, such as hearing, smell, taste, and vision, do not think it is a dream at all.

In the dream, he was constantly fighting, with no allies, and was alone on the battlefield, fighting alone.

Enemies include humans, monsters, orcs, and all kinds of strange things exist, but he just keeps waving the sword in his hand wholeheartedly. , as if it was born just to kill the enemy—a monster.

Thinking in my head that this is not me at all, on the other hand, thinking in my heart that this is my real self, it feels incredible.

I don't know how tragic the killing was, he was the only one left standing on the battlefield at the end, with only mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood beside him.

I don't know how many times, he became the winner again, standing on both feet reluctantly, his body was full of scars, he couldn't find his way back, he couldn't find the direction to go back, he could only drag his seriously injured body to the point of dying, and set foot on the road. Unknown road, rushing to a new battlefield.

No sadness, no anger, at the end of the battle, only numbness and coldness, and... confusion.

Every time he thinks about what happened on the battlefield, Yong Ye can't help being overwhelmed and affected by that emotion, although he doesn't know exactly what happened, what happened to him before, and where he went to look for it. Many enemies.

Yong Ye knew that there were many mysteries in him, but he didn't know how many there were, and because the accidental fragments were too beyond the scope of common sense, he couldn't believe that it was his own experience in reality.

Going to bed around ten o'clock and getting up at 5:30 in the morning, Yong Ye patted his face after washing, put those dream fragments behind him, looked at the long knife as usual, hesitantly wanted to grab it but held back Living.

"In this day and age, no matter how you think about it, the gun is more powerful. There is no reason to use a knife, and the scabbard is already scarred. If this is really my former companion, let him rest..."

Wearing the uniform of a security officer, looking at the pistol in the belt around his waist, he wanted to put on a knife because he didn't know why, he felt that he could feel at ease with that knife, but in the end he decided to give himself Taking a break from that weather-beaten sword is like taking a break from myself who has a mysterious and complicated past for some reason.

After making a decision like this, he nodded secretly, and then left the room without any decorations and no sense of life except the bed, wardrobe, refrigerator, washing machine, dryer and other assisted living furniture and appliances.

There is nothing special to do, in fact, he is now the same as himself on the battlefield in his memory, alone.

There is no pressure, no burden, and no negative emotions. I just have doubts about my own existence. Then, in order not to let myself think about things that have no answer, I start jogging in Academy City, and prevent possible crimes by the way .

It was close to six o'clock in the morning, and most people in the city were still asleep.

The three helical blades of the power generation windmills that can be seen everywhere, under the light of dawn, slowly rotate and stir the cool air left over from last night.

The surroundings were quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was Yong Ye's own footsteps running on the cold concrete road.

However, while running, under the sunshine in the early morning, when he passed a relatively remote alley, he found that there were couples everywhere in the vicinity.

"Students nowadays are really... Forget it, anyway, in high school, the school doesn't prohibit dating."