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Boom, boom, that's her biggest hobby.
"Ishihori, what do you think?"
"I, I also think the Eagle is good."
If those tens of thousands of tons of ammunition could hit Nexus's head in one go, the fireworks would be very beautiful. Another V9, wow! It would be the death knell for humanity.
Ishihori secretly suppressed this thought. The assistant officer was here, and who knows whether a person with super powers like her can sense other people's thoughts.
Although he was a great dark demon god and should not be afraid of humans, when he was exiled to the universe where the Kingdom of Light was located, the battle with Noah did make him lose almost all of his power, so that he could only rely on weak creatures like humans.
It felt disgusted that a dignified Dark Zagi had to please humans.
"Why, Ishihori, do you have any other ideas?"
This time it was Assistant Officer Oshima who asked the question. Although he would give his own suggestions in every battle, Ling also wanted to hear the team members' own ideas.
So Ishihori smiled again, saying that he had no extra thoughts. He was just a computer technician, and he had no outstanding skills in driving or shooting.
Seeing that no one agreed with him, Hekura could only smile awkwardly. Having too many weapons was actually a kind of trouble.
Mizoroki and his four companions had Ultra Armors and formed a Mobile Ultra Team. He was left with Shiori and Ishihori, and was undecided about whether to drive the Hawk or the Chrome Chester.
He felt a little out of touch with his younger teammates. Was it because he was too old? He was only 34 years old.
In the morning, Jindai High School
Chidori was lying on her desk exhausted. The week before was a nightmare. She had been attacked by monsters several times, or to be more precise, by "alien beasts".
Because the city of Tokyo is protected by a barrier, there are no large alien beasts here, but there are still sneaky ones hiding in the dark. Chidori has seen small scums that are almost incapable of even the vibration waves of alien beasts at least ten times.
She chose not to have her memory modified, so all of this remained clearly in her memory. Until now, Chidori is not sure whether her choice was correct.
It would be much better if I could forget, at least I wouldn't be tortured by nightmares anymore.
She has a physique that attracts alien beasts, and because of this, Sosuke Sagara was sent by a mercenary unit not recognized by the government to protect her. The so-called "Whisperer".
Chidori doesn't know what the 'Whisperer' is, but even if she asks Sagara Sosuke, the answer she gets is still "I don't know".
It's not because it's confidential that he can't tell, but because Sosuke Sagara really doesn't know. Of course, it's still because it's confidential. As an ordinary soldier of Mithril, Sagara himself has no authority to know.
Spiders bigger than humans; mantises with zombie faces that can cut through steel plates; giant nematodes that look like a ball of wire and that Chidori thought were cables on the roadside but suddenly attacked him; and even monsters disguised as street lamps. There are so many strange things that go beyond the limits of rationality.
No wonder the government's secret force wants to erase the memories of witnesses. Such memories will definitely drive people crazy.
But Chidori still chooses not to forget.
If even the real memories disappear, are you still yourself?
More importantly, because Sagara was protecting herself, she didn't want to treat Sagara's desperate efforts as a "Chuunibyou prank" because of her forgetfulness, just like countless times in the past.
"Chidori, I have something I want to ask you. I'm not very good at things like the Manyoshu and Dosa Diary. This homework is due tomorrow afternoon after lunch break. Can you lend it to me to copy?"
The only person who took copying homework for granted was Sosuke Sagara, because he didn't think he was doing anything wrong.
Indeed, the duty of a student is to study. But Sagara Sosuke is not here to study. He comes to school, does homework, and takes exams simply to create the identity of a "student". He is a soldier, carrying out combat missions.
In the past, as the class monitor, Chidori would never agree to let her classmates copy homework, because she could feel at ease because she didn't know. But now, she had no position to refuse.
"I can give you my homework, but Mr. Tengsaki is very strict. If you copy it exactly, you will be caught, so you need to rewrite it with your own understanding. By the way, Sosuke, you are really not good at classical Chinese."
“Yes, no one in Afghanistan or Cambodia understands this.”
"Ah." Chidori was speechless. Indeed, she, who lived in a peaceful country, could not imagine what it felt like to live on a battlefield every day.
No, this is also a battlefield now. Ah, why is it me, the so-called "whisperer", this unknown thing, I have to be tortured because of it. And it also caused Sosuke to follow me all day long.
"Sousuke, you must think I'm troublesome too, right?"
"No." Sosuke's answer is always simple and straightforward. But because of this, it is also without any emotion, which sometimes makes Chidori feel that he is just a wooden head.
"Why do you think so?"
It was rare that Sousuke actually asked back. But Chidori didn't know what to say.
"Anyway, don't forget to bring my homework tomorrow." She could only change the subject.
Although it was just nonsense to change the subject, Chidori didn't expect that Sagara actually forgot to bring her homework book the next day.
It was already time for lunch the next day, and the classical Chinese class was the first class of the afternoon.
Chidori really spent a lot of effort to resist beating Sagara. Not handing in homework was the first time for Chidori from elementary school to high school, not to mention that she was the class monitor!
"Sagara-san, please look for it again carefully." Chidori's best friend Tokiwa Kyoko heard what the two of them were saying and came over. "In the last class, Teacher Tenzaki said that anyone who didn't hand in their homework today would have to stay in school for tutoring over the weekend."
"Keep him after school for tutoring?" Chidori had just heard about this.
Sadly, this is indeed true.
"Sousuke Sagara!" What lifesaver? For students, this is the most fatal thing. "Hurry up and erase your name on the homework and write my name instead!"
She absolutely cannot stay for tutoring, and she has to work on weekends.
"That probably won't work, Chidori."
It really didn't work, otherwise Sagara wouldn't mind. Chidori also knew that she was just desperate and trying all sorts of methods.
"There are still 55 minutes before class starts. I should be able to go back and get it. If I can get a taxi, I should be able to make it in time."
Hearing this, Chidori stopped talking, grabbed Sagara's collar and ran outside.
"Wait, Chidori, you're going too?"
"Nonsense! Do you think I can trust you?"
Fortunately, a taxi was passing by the school gate, and Chidori directly pulled Sagara to use as a "human license plate block" and used Sagara's body to stop the car. Noon was not a peak period, and the taxi only took fifteen minutes to arrive downstairs of Sagara's house.
The two of them went upstairs, successfully got the homework, and went downstairs within five minutes, perfect.
The only imperfection was that the taxi that was supposed to be waiting downstairs was gone.
"Sousuke! I remember asking you to remind the driver to wait for us. Anyway, we haven't even paid the fare yet, right?"
"Yes, I told the driver very clearly."
"What did you say?"
"I pointed a gun at him and told him I would shoot him if he left."
"Real gun?"
"of course."
How could he have a fake gun? They were the kind that could kill alien beasts.
Ping!
Unable to bear it any longer, Chidori took out her paper fan and hit Sagara on the head again. She had already understood that it had nothing to do with the alien beasts, and that Sagara Sosuke was just a fool!