When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

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After leaving the gymnasium, when the night was getting darker, Yong Ye came to the top of the abandoned clock tower of the high school alone.

The big clock outside the clock tower stopped turning long ago. He sat on the top of the clock tower by the outer wall, and subconsciously took out the nameless ribbon in the dim surroundings.

At that time, as a thought, it was right to keep the ribbon as a souvenir, because following him for a long time would inevitably stain a lot of blood, and after frequent and repeated cleaning, the ribbon had faded to the point where the original color could not be seen , and even now it is still stained with an unclean blush.

Of course, he didn't have any hope about the color. After all, for Yong Ye who was constantly fighting and getting injured, it was already a miracle that the ribbon was not broken or damaged.

Perhaps because Wuming was the first person he knew and was the closest to him at that time, so during this period, Yong Ye was always used to staring at the ribbon that had faded beyond recognition, recalling the weird child at that time.

For him, just sitting blankly on the ground seems to be a good experience, no one will disturb him, just quietly waiting for the dawn.

However, there were slight footsteps downstairs.

"Hi, are you interrupting?"

"...Why did you run up?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the ribbon, he raised his head to look at the uninvited visitor.

This unexpected visitor was Buschcui whom I saw in the gymnasium not long ago, and she was walking towards this side with her hat carefully lowered.

"Yesterday... the head of the group saved me last night, so I came to thank you..."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of convenience."

On the way to deal with Aldebaran on the way across the battlefield, Yongye saw that Bushcui and his partner who had been washed away were at a disadvantage in the battle with gastritis, so he killed the one with super high defense, and Bushcui had no way to break through The defense can only constantly circle the Beatles.

Although he himself didn't really care about it because he saved a lot of people on the battlefield, Cui was very concerned about it, and found Yong Ye by searching for scents, and made a special trip to climb up the bell tower to thank him.

"No, no, even if that's the case, I have to thank you well..."

"Okay, okay, I accept your thanks, but, don't you need to rest? Tomorrow morning, you have to move your position and retreat to the abandoned city in front of the Flame of Return, okay?"

"This... I am the initiator of the cat type. Although I have worked hard to adjust my work and rest time, the cat type factor I have received is greater than that of ordinary cursed children, so I am more energetic at night."

"So it's a nocturnal child again?"

Nodding not very concerned, Yong Ye looked down at the ribbon in his hand again.

"Since that's the case, it's up to you."

"Then, can I sit next to you?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy."

"Then I won't be polite..."

A cowardly and deceitful soft and cute girl, who talked to herself like this, moved closer again, and imitated Yong Ye to sit on the ground beside the guardrail with her back leaning on the guardrail.

There was a silence that lasted for a while. After looking at the ribbon in Yong Ye's hand for a while, the nervous girl couldn't help but seem a little concerned. After hesitating again and again, she still couldn't help but ask.

"The ribbon on the leader's hand...could it be...girlfriend's?"

"What silly things are you talking about, kid? Where did I get my girlfriend? This is... um... a kid older than you."

"Yes, that's right... the other injured policemen in the gymnasium like to look at the things of their girlfriends or boyfriends. I thought... it belonged to the chief's girlfriend."

"I would like to have it, but it's a pity that it really doesn't exist."

"The leader is so good, there must be a lot of girls who like it."

"...Excellent? It's really hard to judge from this subjective point of view. Of course, even if you look at it objectively, it might be excellent, but..."

Halfway through the conversation, Yong Ye shook his head.

Excellence is excellence, but what about excellence?

People are complex and have many faces. Under the glamorous appearance, many people have hidden ugliness that people don't know.

On the other hand, Yongye had evil deeds that could not be erased no matter how he tried to justify and wash away. Even if it was a last resort at the time, that was not a reason to justify. Of course, he did not intend to defend himself, because that kind of Self-deception is pointless.

Before he knew it, he subconsciously pressed his hand on the left eye that had lost his vision. He felt that this eye seemed to start to ache again. Was it really because of the rainy day?

Or, is this... the omen of the five million dead souls, the innumerable lives that died at his hands, the girl who took away his left eye but was killed by him, calling him from the depths of hell?

"... Captain?"

Because Yong Ye suddenly kept silent and his expression was not very good, the girl unconsciously leaned over to observe him with some concern.

"...It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something from the past."

"That... Head, actually, there is one thing I wanted to ask a long time ago..."

"What's the matter? If it doesn't involve confidential matters, I don't mind talking to you."

In the ensuing death battle, no one can guarantee that he will still be alive, so even if the remaining leisure time is so ordinary, people can't help but want to cherish it.

Originally, Yong Ye planned to spend this time alone. If the child wanted to chat with him, he didn't really mind spending a little time. It was just to relax. After all, he is not a person who hates talking to people, and Talking to this child will not be annoying.

"The leader's left eye seems a bit dull...could it be...could it be... invisible?"

After hesitating for a while, Buschcui finally expressed his guess.

"Hmm~ How dare you say that your team leader is blind, you little girl is not timid?"

Neither affirming nor intending to deny, Yong Ye, who did not intend to answer such a question, just put his hand into Cui's hat as a joke, and touched her head rather rudely.

"—Yah!!"

As if startled by this sudden action, the girl jumped up holding her hat in surprise, and took several steps back.

"Huh? Do you hate being touched so much? Or do you actually hate physical touch?"

To be honest, this was such an obvious rejection, even Yong Ye couldn't help being a little depressed, obviously this was one of his few hobbies.

"No, no... no... I don't hate the leader... just, just..."

"...Speaking of which, apart from the unexpectedly good hand feeling, it seems... there are some strange things? Did you bring any plush decorations?"

Talking to himself, Yong Ye subconsciously looked at his left hand, as if reminiscing about the previous touch.

"No, no... I didn't bring that kind of thing..."

When the plush decoration was mentioned, the girl trembled in fright, and waved her hands in a panic.

"But, I shouldn't feel wrong, if you say that..."