"Rentaro, do you really don't need me to accompany you to Area 39?"
Early the next morning, Aihara Enju asked Satomi Rentaro.
"It's not like I don't know the way to District 39. Yanzhu, just go to school."
Satomi Rentaro tied the girl's twin ponytails and replied.
"However, there may be some situations at the school about what happened yesterday. If someone in the school questions your identity as the Cursed Child, remember to deny it firmly, you know?"
Satomi Rentaro touched the girl's head and instructed.
"Um."
Lan Yuan Yanzhu responded in a somewhat muffled voice.
Satomi Rentaro smiled. Although precocious puberty is not good for Enju at the age of a young girl, Enju is indeed a smart child.
The direction of the school Aman Enjo attends is opposite to the direction of District 39 where Rentaro Satomi is going today. After leaving the house, the two of them separated at the intersection, but after just turning a corner, Rentaro Satomi stopped. Footsteps: "Sister Kisara, why are you here?"
"As your president, if you go to meet a dangerous guy without your own promoter, I have to follow you."
The long and straight black Tendo shook the murder knife [Snow Shadow] in his hand and gave a serious answer.
"Where's the school?"
Satomi Rentaro asked.
"Same as you, I have already asked for leave from the Meihe Women's Hospital. Okay, without further ado, aren't you worried that that dangerous guy will be found by that lunatic Zhizi Yingyin first? So hurry up."
Tendo Kisara immediately got into the back seat of the car and signaled Rentaro Satomi to pedal quickly.
"Speaking of which, you might as well buy a battery-powered bicycle. There are still people riding bicycles these days."
On the road to the outer city, Tendo Mugen complained.
"Then I also want to have this money!"
Satomi Rentaro was a little helpless.
"I don't have any money, so you donated the box of money to the welfare home last night?"
The girl complained harshly.
"That's the money of that murderous madman. I don't want it, but throwing it away casually is a waste. Therefore, it is just right to donate it to the welfare home. Some orphans caused by the great disaster and some adopted children of the curse can all benefit from that money." Money, get some benefits.”
Standing up and pedaling his bicycle, running as fast as a little electric donkey, Satomi Rentaro answered.
"People who work in welfare homes are not entirely motivated by kindness."
Tendo Kisara held on to the back seat with one hand to prevent himself from being thrown out, and said helplessly while covering his forehead with the other hand.
"I know, but people always have face. Most of the money in the box may be swallowed up, but as long as a small part falls on the person who deserves it, it is enough."
"Rentaro, you are a kind person, but you are a guy who doesn't know how to adapt. If you leave that box of money for me to operate, whether it is to buy supplies and use it to do good things, or you can do it yourself It’s better to just take the money and hand it over to the orphanage, isn’t it?”
"Hey, it turns out there is another trick!"
Satoshi met Rentaro and realized it later.
"So, you simply didn't think of this last night, instead of making a choice because you didn't want to touch the money of a murderous madman after you thought about it?"
"Um."
Satomi Rentaro responded, then felt a shaking from behind, and someone suddenly grabbed his neck.
"I'm such a fool. Last night I thought you were doing it because of the latter, so I didn't stop you. Ah, that money, that money that could have expanded the scale of our company's development, was completely wasted money..."
The girl was regretting the huge amount of money she had not caught.
"Sister Kisara, please stop shaking, we are going to fall!"
Satomi Rentaro was controlling the front of the car, and a truck drove by, but it almost hit the bicycle.
"You bastard, how do you ride a bike?!"
. . . .
After a ride that almost led to a car accident, the two finally arrived at the broken bridge.
"This bridge was still good before..."
"But in order to prevent the possible disaster caused by wild gastrea suddenly appearing in the city, the army blew up the bridge."
Satomi Rentaro locked his bicycle and came over.
"Time flies, so many years have passed. Hey, Rentaro, do you think it is possible for a gastrea to appear inside a city with a giant metal wall forming an isolation boundary without anyone noticing?"
"Sister Kisara."
"Sooner or later I will investigate the truth behind the emergence of gastrea in the city. If I find out that it was not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster, I will definitely use this knife to chop off the enemy's head and avenge my parents."
Tendo Mugen touched the handle of the knife with a cold look in his eyes.
Satomi Rentaro looked at the girl's back in silence. His parents were killed by gastrea animals in the great disaster ten years ago, and the parents of this adopted sister of the Tendo family who adopted him were killed in the disaster. Two years after the end, the reconstructed area was killed by the sudden appearance of gastrula.
The official explanation is that a certain cursed child in the city mutated the gastroenterovirus in his body, which led to the emergence of gasterozoans in a city surrounded by giant metal walls that should not have appeared. …
As for the official explanation, Tendo Kisara, the sworn sister, has always been skeptical and has not given up investigating the truth of the year.
As for the urban area where the disaster occurred, it was later abandoned by the panicked people and classified as what is now called the outer city area. Most of the unwanted Cursed Children were also abandoned in that area.
"Hey, a ship is about to pass by, let's hurry up and catch a ride!"
The murderous girl with long black hair and straight hair suddenly changed her sharp temperament, but she pulled Rentaro Satomi and jumped directly from the bridge.
There was a bang, and the boat just passed under the bridge was hit and shook slightly.
"Hey, what's wrong? Did we hit something?"
The crewmen on the ship ran out and saw two more people they didn't know on the deck of the ship.
"Sister Kisara, there is a height of fifteen meters between the bridge and the bridge. Just jump off. Are you really not afraid of falling to your death?!"
"Sorry, sorry, aren't you the backer for this?!"
Tendo Kisara apologized and jumped off Rentaro Satomi's body. Just now, he relied on the opponent's prosthetic limbs to cushion and slow down before he landed safely on the boat.
"Hey, who are you?"
The boatman on the boat asked subconsciously.
"We are hitchhikers. Aren't you going to the other side? We just happened to come up on the way."
Tendogi Sarada explained.
"Sailboat?"
The bowman's face turned red, and when he looked at the young guy, he spat.
"You boarded my ship without my consent. This is illegal intrusion. Believe it or not, I will throw you away..."
The sound on the bow suddenly stopped. Rentaro Satomi took out his police license and showed it to him.
"We will pay the boat fare, or do you prefer us to use our police privileges to temporarily commandeer your boat?"
. . . .
In the kindergarten where the Cursed Son of District 39 is located, Wu Ke stayed in the office of the old dean here all night, but he looked through all the paper materials in the office, and most of the materials he looked through Part of it is a record of the physical examinations of the children at this orphanage.
However, there are several other personal diaries belonging to the deceased old dean. From the perspective of an ordinary doctor in the era of catastrophe, the catastrophe situation experienced by ordinary people in this world at that time is not fully displayed. Showed it to Wu Ke.
Fumbling with his fingertips for the yellowed diary with a sense of age, Wu Ke slowly exhaled as he turned it to the front page.
The owner of this diary, the old dean, is one of the few great people among ordinary people. His family was all killed by gastrea animals during the great cataclysm, including his wife, son, and granddaughter. One survived.
The people who survived the era of plunder and the cataclysm were already on the verge of mental collapse. They feared and hated gasterozoans, but they were hostile to those who were born with protozoa in their bodies. The girls with Enterozoan Virus are full of hatred and hostility.
Even though carrying gastroenterovirus in the body is not a choice for a newborn baby, people who were already overwhelmed by hatred and fear at that time did not care about this. They were angry about everything related to gastruli. , and the old dean was also one of the angry people.
During that period, it was normal for parents to drown their children who were infected with gastroenterovirus. However, during the reconstruction period after the catastrophe, two years after stabilization, an attack by gasterozoans suddenly broke out in the city. I heard that It was the children who carried the gastroenterovirus. The mutation caused the disaster, but it made people denounce the children who carried the gastroenterovirus.
And it was at that time that the term Cursed Child came into being.
[Parental love, which represents family affection, was lost in that frightening era.
The bodies of those children can often be seen on the streets, in trash cans, and in rivers.
People have done many evil deeds to the Cursed Child that are beyond human imagination.
And I am also one of those ugly adults who condemned evil deeds in the first place.
My family all died at the hands of gasterozoans.
Like those people, I hate everything about gastrea.
Until, when a cursed child abandoned by her mother appeared in front of me alive, and I had the opportunity to take out a scalpel and slit her throat, personally avenging my dead family, the child's cry woke me up. I am about to commit an evil act...]
The old dean woke up from hatred and became a human in that era when people were like animals. After he realized that the cursed child was not a gastrea, but an angry baby, he began to protect the people who were being treated in that crazy era. The cursed children who have been abandoned by countless parents come.
Later, he formed an organization with some people who were also awake to protect the persecuted babies of the Cursed Child. During this period, some people were found beaten to death or burned to death by the angry crowd for protecting the Cursed Child.
As a doctor, the old director had a mass base because he saved lives and healed the wounded. Fortunately, he was not persecuted. Instead, he calmed down some people. Until the government discovered the power of the Cursed Son and thought it could use the Cursed Son to fight against the outside of the metal wall. After the emergence of gastrula, the madness of that era was finally able to subside...
"Later, the government established the IISO department, wanting to screen children with fighting potential, and contacted us who had taken in a large number of Cursed Children at that time. At this point, the Cursed Children Orphanage in the outer city was established, and provided high-quality combat Potential individuals are ranked.
Orphanages with high rankings can receive various government support materials, but my orphanage is ranked at the bottom of the thirty-nine district. It is divided into district thirty-nine.
Of course, the reason is not that my children have low potential, nor is it that I don’t want them to contribute to humanity’s fight against gastroenterates, it’s just..."
As a doctor, the old director of the orphanage conducted physical examinations on the children in his own orphanage and found that the gastroenterovirus erosion rate in the children was basically very stable as long as the capacity of using gastruloid-like animals was not exceeded. Condition.
Therefore, the old dean had some suspicions that the second disaster of wild gastrula invasion in the city that year might not be caused by the gastroenterovirus mutating in the body of the Cursed Child, as the official said.
From this, the old dean suspected that he might be lying to the Tokyo District Government, but he was just an ordinary person. Even the supplies needed to raise the children in the orphanage required the Tokyo District Government to share and provide some, so He could only bury this secret in his diary.
Before he died, the old dean still told the children in the orphanage not to go to IISO for screening, but to let the girls live strong in this bad world in a low-key way.
However, the deceased old director may not have thought that the garbage boat owners who were originally willing to sell his face to do business with him in transporting garbage would no longer do business with the children in the orphanage after his death, and only wanted to He was talking about whoring to transport garbage for free, and even thought that dumping garbage nearby would be a blessing to the cursed child here.
"This is good and evil, and the human nature of ordinary people with both good and evil."
Wu Ke clicked his fingers on the diary. He already knew clearly which side he should be placed in when he came to this world.
However, with the exception of the Cursed Son, other aspects of intelligence information were not sufficient. He still had some considerations about the righteous attitude he should adopt and the means of executing justice, but he had to collect more information before he could make a decision. .
"Um?"
Suddenly, Wu Ke's eyes turned to the wall, as if he had seen the scene outside through the wall, and this was also the case...
. . . .
"anyone there?"
Satomi Rentaro came to the door of the orphanage and shouted inside.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
Yui, the eldest sister in the orphanage, came out with a wary look on her face and asked.
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