Chapter 22 The direction in which unintentional people are traveling
At the end of August, the heat wave is still not to be underestimated.
Inside the white walls filled with the smell of disinfectant, a blond girl about ten years old was restlessly covering her face and looking left and right.
The automatic doors opened and closed, and elderly people and children of similar age to her were constantly coming in and out, and judging from the frustrated expressions of the little ones, most of these children appeared here 'involuntarily'.
We must find a way to escape from here!
With her feet shaking tangledly, the little girl in a cute dress finally made up her mind and changed from a waiting state to an action state after hearing the screams coming from the closed door.
Spying on the 'devil' who was standing at the window with his back to her, Fremia lowered her beret and, like a little tabby cat hiding its ears, moved towards the nearest 'escape' entrance under the kind gaze of others.
.
Of course, it would be great if it goes so smoothly.
"...Where are you going, Fremia?"
"Meow--!"
The young body shrank suddenly, and the low-pressure call coming from behind made the little girl's determination disappear in an instant without a trace.
The blonde girl with long curly hair, whose eyes exuded a vicissitude that did not suit her age, and who seemed to have dark circles around her eyes, smiled kindly, and her tone was softer than ever before.
But Fremia, who has been living with someone since birth, knew that this was definitely not a sign of happiness.
After all, her sister, Flanda Severen, had not had a sound sleep for two days.
As for the reason, she generally knew it.
Because a 'poor girl' named Fremia Severon had cavities...
As the medical announcement rang, Flanda ignored the little guy who tried to win sympathy with his tears and escorted her into the dental clinic.
"...Haha... So that's it. No wonder you haven't looked energetic these past two days."
With an understanding smile, the reliable senior in the 177th branch of the Discipline Committee glanced at the blond girl with a slightly swollen right face, and replaced the iced juice on the table with water.
I have also met Flanda's sister Gufa Meiwei several times. She is indeed a child who loves sweets too much.
She remembered that there seemed to be a few pieces of dark chocolate in the drawer, so she might as well forget it for now.
"Eh……"
After taking a sip of the canned black coffee from the refrigerator, Flanda could only respond with a mature and wry smile to the encouraging glances from her companions.
It was impossible for her to explain it. Although it was difficult for Fremia to toss and turn in pain at night, even though she was reluctant to have the tooth extracted, it was not to the point where she could not sleep well.
The reason why Frenda is haggard is actually because she and Yui's research on the "imaginary math area" has just reached a critical point in the past two days, and they are troubled by a bottleneck in the analysis.
If she adopts a more "rough" approach to "intervene", she may have a chance to get further clues about the "artificial heaven", but this also means that she may have to face the super-level existence known as "Aiwass".
Before forming her own "network", Flanda did not feel that she could fight against a monster with "god power" that far exceeded the archangel with her "full strength".
Not to mention, there is Aleister Crowley, whose strength and existence have reached an indescribable level, hiding behind the name of "human" and planning everything.
Although the hanging man is probably in a state of being unable to move freely, it does not mean that he does not have a way to move freely.
If her actions go too far, the best result would be to mess up Aleister's "plan" and then return to her own little world with nothing to take away with her lunch box.
Although Frenda has been treated as a free-range by the little goddess, her intuition is still reminding her that if she wants to successfully 'pass' this world, the first prerequisite is to survive until October 9 next year.
After the 'death date' of the day.
It's just that the current girl can't understand what 'mystery' and 'secret' this contains.
(Forget it... let's take a good rest today...)
Dispelling the assumptions that were making her head swollen, Flanda put her forehead with the back of her hand and leaned on the back of the seat. She opened her mouth and asked why she came here.
"... Speaking of which, Senior Gufa, the text message you sent before... was there something you wanted to tell me?"
Originally, she planned to take Fremia to go back to sleep after seeing the dentist. Unexpectedly, she received a temporary summons at the hospital and said that it would be best to take the little one with her.
The last point made her very strange.
"Yes...it's a good thing this time. After the shift is over, let's go relax together."
With a gentle smile, Gufa Meiwei walked to his desk, took something out of one of the document bags and handed it to Frenda.
"Congratulations, you have passed the four-month training period and officially become a member of Branch 177 of our Discipline Committee."
"...!"
It was a brand new armband with a green shield logo.
Speaking of the construction structure of "Academy City", the most indispensable thing is the nameless alleys formed by the gaps between the buildings.
And these places often become the best place to hide fights that cannot appear in public.
Now, dozens of delinquent teenagers who have designated a certain corner as their own territory are rushing towards an ignorant intruder with various weapons.
The person who was attacked was a white-haired boy wearing gray-based clothes, with red pupils exuding repressive madness.
Facing attacks swarming from all directions, he didn't even have any intention of defending. To be more precise, he didn't even look at them, and just ignored everything and walked on his own path.
For the white-haired boy, this is just a shortcut he found when going to the convenience store to buy things.
There can't be any 'accidents' happening on the road.
Any 'thing' that rushes towards him will be 'reflected' back in a more violent way.
Just walking like this among the wails of broken menstruation and broken bones and the drawing of hell with blood flying everywhere, the white-haired boy turned a blind eye to everything behind him, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
Because he is "Accelerator".
The first of the seven Level 5s in "Academy City" and the strongest ability user.
However, today, Accelerator's daily life seems to be about to undergo a 'small change'.
When he walked slowly to the exit of the alley, there appeared men in black who would never specially guard this place.
Then, from behind these people, a man who was no stranger to Accelerator walked out.
After all, this guy is the person in charge of the research institute that studies his abilities.
"whispering sound……"
Accelerator clicked his tongue in displeasure, as if Accelerator had forgotten that today was the day he was going to the research institute.
No wonder they came to pick him up.
But this time, the other party seems to have other goals.
When Accelerator walked past those people in his own way, the man in research clothes opened his ugly face with gold teeth embedded in it.
"...Accelerator, are you interested in coming and chatting?"
"About...experiments that can evolve your abilities..."