Run away

"Puff--" The sound of a cargo ship reached my ears, pulling my mind out of my fear.

I put my ear close to the wall, taking in the tranquilizing sound.

I sniffed and sucked out the snot in my nasal cavity.

Smelling the fishy smell in the air, pinching my fingertips, I felt the extent to which the wall was being eroded by the humid air.

Beautiful people tend to attract perverts. Although I am not as popular as my brother, I at least look 70% like him.

I think I can be considered pretty.

I could guess that I would probably be handed over to some rich and powerful pervert within three days.

I think it might be because I have some stereotypes about perverts. When I think of the word "pervert", I can't help but think of the man my father took me to see.

His eyes were narrowed, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Anyway, I have calmed down now... maybe I have calmed down.

I forced myself to face it all and think hard about the current situation.

I am probably in the basement of a single-family building by the sea, far away from crowded places.

However, even if there are a lot of people, it’s useless... I suddenly remembered the person I met before my brother and I separated. Is this retribution?

Didn't my brother and I succeed by taking advantage of people's indifference?

This is really a cycle of fate...

*

I approached a child, hoping to learn something from him.

"Uh... can you tell me when these people will bring us food?"

The child looked up at me, and I noticed that he had two slugs hanging from his nose and his face was dirty.

The child widened one eye nervously, while the other eye was squinted asymmetrically.

He was so nervous that it seemed like we were not talking about whether the guards would give us food, but rather discussing state secrets. He leaned close to my ear and said to me in a low voice:

"You must be afraid of this place, right? Stop pretending, I've seen it all..."

"I see all of you, all of you are actually animals haha ​​...

He suddenly burst into laughter so loud that it nearly deafened my ears.

The other people around had already left this space, and judging by their level of proficiency, I judged that this person had been doing this for a long time.

Well, actually I don't really care what this guy said to me, I got other more important things from him.

From the sour smell in his mouth, I felt that he hadn't eaten for at least a day. From the reactions of the people around him, I felt that they had been here for at least a week.

That is to say, I might be taken to the next laboratory within a week or two.

That's enough.

I leaned over the iron gate and asked the guard, "Hey, uncle, when will they bring us food?"

Seeing him looking at me indifferently, I continued, "I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten all day and my stomach is growling with hunger."

He might be thinking: Even though he said he was going crazy, he couldn't help it after being hungry for a whole night. As expected, kids are just kids.

He subconsciously checked his watch, then looked to the right of the corridor. He realized his behavior and rolled his eyes. "You will be fed when it's your turn."

I blinked, thinking they didn't quite know something.

"Hey, uncle, do you know anything about people with special abilities?"

"My brother told me that people with special abilities are very powerful. They can fly, breathe in the sea, kill people in an instant, etc. They are very powerful."

"That's a trick for fooling kids, right?" His poor Japanese made me imagine an old man working the fields in the countryside, drinking and chatting with his friends.

"What about you? The other uncle? Do you think people with special abilities exist? I really hope that people with special abilities do exist. They must be bright, powerful and omnipotent people."

"Hey, I didn't expect there would be kids who believed this." Guard A, that's what we called him.

Guard B shrugged. "You're just a kid. How can people with special abilities really exist?"

...If I tell you that there is a real person with special abilities standing right in front of you, will you be scared?

"puff"

The thought of him being frightened for this reason was so funny that I couldn't help laughing.

Well, I found it funny myself, even though I was so nervous just now.

Don't they know about the existence of people with special abilities? This is really the most favorable situation for me at the moment.

Guard A's subconscious action just now showed that there were people patrolling this place, but the fact that he was willing to talk to me showed that the patrolling had a regular schedule, and the time was quite long.

I leaned against the wall, clasped my hands together, and prayed sincerely that my supernatural powers would be useful.

[Wind... please help me knock out the two people outside.]

I use the language of the wind, and to others it may just sound like my lips moving.

There were two loud bangs outside, and Guards A and B fell from the ceiling.

What a shame they didn't have the key.

The children around were attracted by the sound and came over, chattering loudly.

"...Have they fainted?" "I think they have." "Then can we leave now?"

They looked at each other, examining each other's eyes.

"I want to leave, I want to go home" "I miss the tempura that my mother made" "I miss the soba that my father cooked" "I left to buy jewelry for my sister."

Finally, it all came together into one sentence

"I want to go home."

"I want to go home, too."

"We want to go home."

Go home, I want to go home too, I want to see how my brother is doing, whether he is injured because of the danger outside, whether he is injured in the process of suicide...

I want to see if he really wants to leave me in the sheep...

But no, I couldn't go find him because it might put him in danger.

If he told others that he had no relatives and that was why he seemed so relaxed, then my sudden appearance would threaten him.

So I can't just go see him casually and let him get into trouble because of me.

…

But I can go back and see Nakahara Chuuya, and see the smile that appears on his face when he has free time, like the soft evening breeze amidst the gorgeous sunset.

Although I have always disliked the evening, even though there are sunsets and sunsets that others always praise.

Because at that moment I just felt so tired.

Fortunately, the sunset and the evening glow do not need my like or my dislike.

*

"Whose legs are long enough?" I continued, facing the increasingly contemptuous gazes of the children.

"We have to get their wooden warehouse over here, and then we can open the door."

If we can't open the wooden warehouse, it will attract patrols, but it will be a long time before the patrols find us. Of course, it would be best if they can't find us.

But... I took a quick look and there were maybe twenty kids in the circle, and that crazy guy wasn't one of them.

I saw him outside the crowd. His eyes were calm and he had the arrogance and self-respect of a god.

When he saw me, he tilted his head and spat viciously.

...Tsk, that's annoying.

*

A group of us kids were hiding in the corner stealthily, and one of us was holding another guard's wooden warehouse in his hand.

Smart, but that's all. The model in the guard's hand is so powerful that we kids can't handle it.

Not to mention whether it would increase the burden and make him unable to run and hold us back, even if we really use it, we can only fire one round at most, and the recoil will make him understand.

Weapons...even though they can bring a sense of security, they shouldn't be carried at a time like this.

This kind of thing really makes people forget what they should be like.

The above are all random things. We must ensure that we are like ants, small, black ants that can hide at the foot of the wall and not be discovered by others.

Because of the illegal nature of this place, they didn't turn on the lights, which naturally made it easier for us to escape.

I climbed over the window, raised my head and sniffed the air outside. Now there were two directions: a forest on the left and a beach on the right.

Which one to choose?

There was no time to hesitate because we had been discovered.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Okay, leave quickly, I have already brought them out, and the rest has nothing to do with me.

The sound came from inside the building, so my friends who are still at the window, I feel sad for you.

My heart beat faster and blood rushed to my brain.

I ran very fast and fell into the bushes. The other kids knew they couldn't follow me anymore, so they scattered and only a few of them were around me.

Although there are more shelters in the woods, making it easier to hide, there are also more guards and they are denser.

The guards were moving around in this small forest. Not only were they faster than us, they also had wooden warehouses in their hands.

…

It is difficult for ordinary people to get those things, but this common sense does not seem to work in Yokohama. Even a teacher in a school will carry a self-defense gun on the way home from get off work.

This is Yokohama, a place with slightly worse security. Even when you fall asleep in the middle of the night, you can hear the loud noise of Mafia fire/fighting.

In a place like this, anyone with a brain would know to go home early or prepare something to defend themselves.

Although Mafia members seem to adhere to the principle of not provoking ordinary people, isn't it normal to be a little wary in a place like this?

These children living in the surface world have all seen Kimura to some extent, but they believe that the existence of people with special abilities is just a legend.

It's worth pondering.

*

If the wind in front of the guard is faster and the wind behind is slower, an invisible "force" will be formed.