"Wow!" Big raindrops were falling in the sky. The city was undergoing reconstruction work. Even on such a rainy day, cranes could still be seen busy.
On a rainy day, there was still a thin layer of fog. In the hazy suburbs, a group of people stood in a row wearing black suits and holding black umbrellas. They held a white flower in their hands. Everyone lowered their heads and half-closed their heads. Eye.
The mournful music sings for a long time, which is very sad. It echoes in the empty valley, and the sadness lasts for a long time... In such weather, it seems particularly desolate.
Several beautiful wreaths were placed on both sides, rustling under the wash of the rain. Lying quietly in the coffin in the pit was the hero who had fallen asleep.
After the silence, people lined up and threw the white flowers in their hands into the pit one by one, offering their best wishes.
"Child, have a good rest. If I can continue to run a factory in the next life, I will definitely get you back." Mr. Nozaki put the flowers down, then put on sunglasses to cover his slightly swollen eyes.
"Come on, throw the flowers in your hands to Brother Hayate!" Uncle Furukawa and Aunt Furukawa leaned over and took the two children to leave the flowers. They looked at the black coffin, their noses were sore, and tears mixed with rain flowed from the corners of their eyes. .
The family held up an umbrella and left. The members of the night raid team said nothing and quietly put down the flowers that were wet by raindrops in their hands. All words were spoken in the eyes of those who cherished their companions.
Ji Ya and Rei are also here. For this young man who has only met once, as seniors who once had the same mission, they never thought that there would be a day when they would say goodbye to Hayate, such a vivid life. Now I can no longer show that sunny and energetic smile...
The child who jumped off the building and the mother and son from before were also here, offering their meager thoughts to this kind person who even though he couldn't take care of himself, he never hesitated to help others.
The oldest person present was probably the gray-haired Administrator Matsunaga. It was rare for a prophet to leave the combat command room and accompany the administrator.
Administrator Matsunaga's eyes were full of guilt. Even though he tried his best to save his life and paid for all the expenses including the funeral, he still believed that this was not enough to atone for Hayate's sins.
The white-haired man sent it to the black-haired man, but it is not an exaggeration to say that this black-haired man sent it in with his own hands...
Those sharp eyes looked so gentle and ashamed at the moment. He dragged his tired body, ignored the prophet's obstruction, knelt on the ground that was about to be turned into mud by the rain, kowtowed heavily, and murmured: " sorry……"
"Administrator Matsunaga!" Gumen and the others hurriedly came over to help the Predictor and helped Admin Matsunaga up. It didn't matter whether the wet face was covered with tears or rain...
Amidst the sounds of sorrow and joy, the coffin was finally covered by layers of soil. Gu Men and others put on raincoats and worked with the mud gang to build the base monument. The heavy rain poured down, but they never stopped their actions.
While busy, the rain that had not stopped that morning finally became tired and gradually stopped as the mist dissipated.
Everyone placed the custom-made stone tablet and reinforced it with cement, and then planted ivy in the soil behind it, hoping that they would bring this blessing to the wind...
Megumi Sakuda, Mizuki Nonomiya and Saya Suto came with them. They carefully wiped off the soil on the stone tablet, revealing the strong characters: "Grave of Hero Sugiyama Hayate". They also helped to tidy up the surrounding area so that everyone could see it. The wind can sleep here cleanly.
"Have a good trip!!" Gumen's eyes were filled with tears. He and Qingshan threw the lit firecrackers forward together. Amidst the crackling sound of firecrackers and the slowly rising white smoke, they said goodbye. friends.
After everything was over, everyone left one after another.
After bidding farewell to friends, one should not be depressed because of this. He must be in the sky, and he does not want to see them feeling sad for him.
The place where Furukawa and his family lived miraculously was not affected by the fighting. Their family took the initiative to help rebuild the city and provide the citizens with the help they could.
After they all left, the girl in a white dress slowly walked to the tomb with bare feet. She looked at the fruits and incense placed here by Gumen and the others, and her slightly childish face blinked with water. His big eyes and two cherry lips moved slightly: "The Tomb of the Hero Sugiyama Gale..."
"How come humans can do this..." Recalling the bright light of life, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"Then..." She looked up at the dark clouds that were gradually drifting away, and a light voice came from her lips: "Thank you for your efforts, the will of the earth prays for you."
She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together in the swaying breeze, and felt her heart. Green light gathered from the ground, making the ivy that had just been planted suddenly come to life, making the surrounding area green. In this way, In the late autumn season, such green vegetation miraculously opens up to bid farewell to the strong wind.
"Well..." The girl slowly opened her eyes, then nodded slightly, took a long breath, turned and left towards the distance.
"Michael Completion Progress: 10%"
Back in the Free Fortress, before changing out of the suit he rarely wore, the prophet saw the message on the screen.
Ten percent...
He sighed softly, yes, it was only ten percent, but the blast was already...
But the production of Michael will not stop because of this. After all, there are many people in the world who are as deeply troubled by AIDS as Hayate, and they also need Michael's salvation. He took a long breath, sat back in his chair, and replied to the message: "Received, thank you for your hard work."
He also called up the construction status of the Omega. It is almost completed now. The previous power system crisis almost caused the fighter to die. Fortunately, it was repaired in time. Now it has entered the final preparation stage, and it will be officially put into operation soon. used.
"When the time comes... we will no longer stand by and watch..." After saying these heavy words, the prophet took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes. In the darkness, he saw the familiar silvery white color again. Light, but next to it appeared a light I had never seen before...
He opened his eyes and frowned slightly: "Could it be that... there is still an unknown light..."
After taking Manager Matsunaga back to the base and back to his room, and looking at Matsunaga who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Saya Suto shook her head helplessly, and then gently closed the door: "It's really heartbreaking..."
She knew that Manager Matsunaga had given his all for TLT-J. Now that his body was not as good as before due to the fatigue during this period, he still insisted on sending Sugiyama Hayate away in person...
She knew she didn't know much about this man's obsession. This boss was far stronger and more stubborn than she thought...
"My precious monster!!!" The purple figure of the Dark Shadow Mage was still regretting in his own purple-black space.
It never expected that Sugiyama Hayate could burst out with such power before dying. Even if he intervened at that time, he might not be able to withstand it...
He just watched the treasure he had worked so hard to create pass away in front of his eyes. It was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he couldn't find anyone to take revenge on...
It took out the crystal ball with the ability to predict the future that it had previously obtained from Dark Zaki. Part of Dark Zaki's power was condensed in it. In its strange flashing light, it saw the next capable person from it. face.
"Oh?" It raised its eyebrows, swept away the sad look just now, and suddenly became interested again: "Noah, you are really impatient. The last fit person has just passed away, and you have already found a next home. , Tsk tsk tsk... But now, the pressure is really getting bigger and bigger..."
"After all, it is an existence that has defeated Dark Zaki before, so it must not be a fuel-saving lamp. I have to think carefully about the next action..."
It was thinking about its next move and felt a new wave of fluctuations. This feeling was...
It waved its sleeves, and the outer edge of the blue planet appeared in front of it. Strange energy fluctuations appeared in the orbit of the earth and the moon. When it took a closer look at the energy fluctuations, it was immediately overjoyed:
"It seems like it saves me any trouble... Hehehehe..."
"It's really good to destroy the root and bring about the body... Hehehehe..."
"Senior, do you think Hayate has ever regretted it?" Back at Freedom Fortress, while changing clothes in the locker room, Aoyama asked Gumen.
"Huh?" Gumen blinked, took off his suit and folded it up, then took off the team uniform hanging in the cabinet and quickly put it on: "What do you mean?"
"Hmm...Senior, do you think Hayate ever regretted becoming a fit person?"
Gumen arranged the team uniform, reached out and patted the shoulder of Qingshan who had just put on the team uniform, and left first: "I don't know the answer to this question very well."
He smiled slightly and left here. He knew that Qingshan must have been very sympathetic and felt unfair for him when he saw the sacrifice of Hayate and thought of the tragic experience of Hayate being captured for experiments.
His previous self also had these thoughts. When the entire TLT regarded Ji Yajun as an enemy, he was the only one willing to believe in Ji Yajun and speak for him.
From Qingshan, he saw the shadow of his past self.
This answer can only be left to him to find slowly, just like Hayate finally found the meaning of life on his own... The answer they gave directly is not the only choice. I believe Qingshan will also be able to find the meaning in his heart. That's the answer...
"Wha—" Gumen stopped, a light flashed quickly in front of his eyes, and in a daze, he suddenly felt something in his hand. This feeling was all too familiar...
He slowly raised his hand, and he didn't know when there was a silver dagger in his hand. The luminous crystal part exposed on the white sword shone slightly, giving him that long-lost feeling.
"Long time no see..." He put the Evolution Truster into his bag and stepped forward.
——To be continued
