Is Chapter 2 strangely good-looking?
"—A ghost!!"
Shouting, Kitagawa Ryusei didn't turn and run, but instead suddenly kicked out with a side kick!
The other person was clearly not expected to react this way. Shocked, they quickly dodged aside and whispered, "Make sure it's me! Keep your voice down!"
Kitagawa Ryusei recognized the voice; it was the number one person in the Onizuka class's individual introductions today.
Falling valley zero.
"What are you doing here? Isn't it lights out now?" Kitagawa Ryusei said this without the slightest hint of guilt on his face.
“At least I was just wandering around the school, what about you?” Rei Furuya retorted without any politeness.
Before the two could say anything more, a noise came from behind them. It seemed that someone had heard the commotion and was shining a flashlight into the corner.
The two exchanged a slow glance, then fled without a word.
You'll definitely be punished if you get caught!
Rei Furuya and Ruki Kitagawa vanished in an instant, like a gust of wind.
As the top student admitted to the police academy, Furuya Rei's physical strength was beyond question. However, he was surprised to find that Kitagawa Ryusei, who looked much younger than his peers, also had good speed and endurance and was able to keep up with him without being left behind.
The two were not very familiar with the school layout, but their memories were excellent, and they quickly bypassed the patrolling people behind them and returned to their dormitory.
Kitagawa Ryusei's room was near the stairwell, and fearing that someone might pass by and discover him, Furuya Rei followed him in without a second thought.
"Phew—" Kitagawa Ryusei finally breathed a sigh of relief after the dormitory door was closed, and some sweat seeped from his forehead in the not-so-hot April weather.
He put down the book he was holding, looked up at the guy who had followed him in, and stopped abruptly from saying what he was about to say.
Furuya Reito looked at him with a puzzled expression, seemingly confused.
Using the light from the overhead lamp, Kitagawa Ryusei leaned closer to get a clear look.
Just now in the darkness, the dark area around Rei Furuya's right eye was actually a bruise, and his left cheek was slightly swollen and possibly a little red, but it was not very noticeable against his dark skin.
Kitagawa Ryusei's tone was somewhat complicated: "Furuya-kun, who did you fight with?"
Rei Furuya blinked slowly.
He hadn't felt anything because of the urgency of the situation, but now, as if awakened by those words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with him. He covered his eyes with one hand and his cheek with the other, and squatted down with a "whoop": "...That curly-haired bastard was too ruthless."
It seems he was beaten up by that cool classmate from earlier in the day, Kitagawa Ryusei thought knowingly.
On the first day of school, they arranged a fight. This guy doesn't seem as "well-behaved" as he looks.
Kitagawa Ryusei naturally ignored his even more outrageous behavior tonight, crossed his arms and leaned against the table, commenting mercilessly, "Perhaps he couldn't control himself when he saw Furuya-kun's face."
"..."
It took Furuya Rei a while to stand up, his drooping round eyes looking at the person in front of him with a hint of helplessness: "I've noticed that Kitagawa-kun really treats people differently."
She was so sunny and cheerful in front of the whole class during the day, but after less than half an hour alone with him, she seemed like a completely different person.
In response, Furuya Rei clasped his hands together and asked very sincerely, "Is there something you dislike about me?"
Seeing himself climbing over the wall and then pretending to be a ghost to scare himself, Kitagawa Ryusei thought to himself with the same sincerity, "If this were in the Mafia, I would have been silenced long ago."
However, he still added, "No, that's not true."
Actually, it was because Rei Furuya's overly strong sense of justice during the day made him, as someone from the "other world," a little too wary.
However, this should be considered my own problem, and has little to do with this new classmate.
So he said, "I'm just not used to being alone with strangers."
Rei Furuya's expression seemed half-believing, half-doubting, yet his face betrayed no lack of accusation.
Perhaps realizing that her tone was still somewhat harsh, Kitagawa Ryusei reflected on her behavior along the way—getting caught climbing over the wall, startling Furuya Rei by mistaking him for a ghost, and even seemingly trying to kick him…
Okay... that was a bit much.
"Sorry, it was my fault."
The prospective cadre was unusually nervous. He curled his knuckles and rubbed them against his nose, thought for a moment, then turned and opened the freezer in the room.
He found a bag of ice packs for keeping food fresh deep inside the freezer, stood up and handed it to the person in the middle of the room, pointing to his own face with an air of experience and saying, "You can try applying ice first to relieve the symptoms, and then apply heat when it gets a little better. It should be better in about a week."
"Th-thank you." Furuya Rei reached out and took the ice pack, caught off guard by the change in his attitude, and didn't react for a moment.
At this point, the distance between the two had reached the limit of social distancing.
Rei Furuya lowered his eyes and observed carefully before noticing a tiny red mole on the bridge of the person's nose. Because the person was fair-skinned, it had a noticeable presence.
The elaborate embellishments, which could be described as extravagant, somewhat diminished the well-behaved boyish charm of Kitagawa Ryusei.
Thinking this, I saw Kitagawa Ryusei tilt his head in confusion, as if he was curious about what I was looking at.
Rei Furuya snapped out of his daze, avoiding the probing gaze, and awkwardly prepared to say goodbye and leave.
He turned around, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded him, "Kitagawa-kun smells of smoke and alcohol. Remember to change your clothes."
Although it wasn't very obvious, it still ruined the pleasant, refreshing scent of the other person.
Kitagawa Ryusei stood still and blinked, indicating that he understood.
Neither of them said anything more until Rei Furuya left the dormitory and closed the door behind him.
What a strange focus. Kitagawa Ryusei lowered his head and sniffed his collar, glancing in the direction Furuya Rei had left, wondering to himself.
After a long while, he shrugged slightly and raised his hand to turn off the warm yellow light in the room.
Perhaps it's because Rei Furuya doesn't like the smell of smoke, Ryusei Kitagawa pondered, his light brown eyes shining even brighter in the darkness.
*
Kitagawa Ryusei is an orphan who once stumbled upon a firefight between the port Mafia and a hostile force while out looking for food. He was almost shot dead by a burst of bullets from the other side, but he unexpectedly awakened his superpowers and survived.
Yokohama had just experienced the "Dragon Head War" and was full of orphans, but his "resurrection" in front of everyone still shocked others, so he was taken back to the port Mafia after the incident.
His special ability, [Taraxata Heaven], is a passive skill, which can be translated as "Thirty-Three Heavens". It should be related to space and is triggered passively whenever Kitagawa Ryusei is on the verge of death.
There is no flow of time in this space, and it can only accommodate less than fifteen people. Anyone that Kitagawa Ryusei comes into contact with can enter the space the instant his superpower is triggered.
Although it's not much bigger than an elevator, the inside is all gold and you can hear the distant sound of an ancient bell.
No matter how severe the injury or how strong the negative impact, it will be healed as long as one enters the Trayastrimsa Heaven.
In short, it indiscriminately removes all debuffs from those who enter.
Although Mr. Dazai insists that this is a waste of talent, Kitagawa Ryusei has not yet discovered any other abilities of [Trayastrimsa Heaven], so he simply continues to use himself as a nanny.
He was assigned to a guerrilla unit directly under the leader and partnered with a violent, militant bastard. His daily tasks consisted of traveling, getting close to the center of battle, timing his near-death moments to activate his superpowers, and finally watching his wounded partner resurrect as if refreshed and reset to continue the fight.
Because Kitagawa Ryusei's supernatural abilities were too unique and his partner too violent, their fame gradually spread throughout Yokohama, with the most widespread being the "myth of immortality".
I wonder if that guy will be more careful with his life without his superpower... Kitagawa Ryusei rested his left hand on his face, his gaze unconsciously fixed on the faintly throbbing artery in his right wrist.
He is not yet certain whether superpowers still exist in this world, but he cannot try them lightly, otherwise tomorrow's newspapers will be full of news about "Tokyo police academy student committing suicide by cutting his wrists in dormitory due to excessive pressure".
The textbook lay open on the table before him, the teacher lecturing with great passion, while Kitagawa Ryusei casually flipped through the "Outline of Police Science"① in his hand, reading with great interest.
He never imagined that one day he would be taught how to be a policeman.
Who knows, this knowledge might come in handy when I get back...
Lost in thought, Kitagawa Ryusei caught a glimpse of a figure standing up, seemingly answering a question posed by the teacher.
His golden hair seemed to glow in the sunlight streaming through the window, and the bandage on his lip didn't hinder his performance. His language was clear, concise, and to the point, and he also included his own thoughts and questions about the theories in the book.
He didn't look away from Furuya Rei's gaze, and the other person quickly noticed.
After answering, Furuya Rei turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.
Kitagawa Ryusei calmly withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't been staring at the other person at all.
However, he didn't see that after Furuya Rei sat down, he raised his long eyebrows and let out a "ha," accidentally aggravating the wound on his face, and then cried out in pain as he lowered his head and covered his face.
"What? Who would have such a strange skin and hair color?"
"I don't know which countries' bloodlines he has."
"And he still loves to show off so much."
The two people sitting behind Kitagawa Ryusei spoke in hushed tones, making rustling noises.
That's strange. Having heard everything clearly, Kitagawa Ryusei once again turned his gaze to Furuya Rei, who was sitting in the distance.
In Yokohama, there are people with all kinds of hair colors. He saw red, orange, yellow, and even half black and half white hair.
The police academy student behind him noticed his gaze and leaned closer for approval: "Right, right? You think it's weird too, don't you?"
Upon hearing this, Kitagawa Ryusei earnestly asked, "What's strange about it?"
Although blonde hair and dark skin are rare, it did not affect Furuya Rei's good looks at all.
It was the kind of beauty that made Kitagawa Ryusei want to look at it more often.
So he wondered from the bottom of his heart, "Is it so beautiful that it looks weird?"
The person behind him: "..."
Not far away, Date Wataru, whose expression had not been very good, suddenly became a little strange. On the contrary, Hagiwara, the purple-eyed student at the front desk, burst out laughing and nudged his classmate's arm with his elbow.
The stabbed "Little Jinpei" had a bandage on his knuckles, and the medicated oil on his brow bone still shone. He glared fiercely at his deskmate, then turned back to give Kitagawa Ryusei and the two people behind him a look that said, "If you make another sound, we'll kill you."
Kitagawa Ryusei accepted it well, and even felt that the gaze was somewhat friendly, but it did not stop the two people behind him from falling silent instantly.
Neither of them said anything more until the end of the theory class.
"Kitagawa-kun!" Kitagawa Ryusei was stopped by Date Wataru after class.
"What's wrong, class monitor?" he asked, puzzled.
Date Wataru rubbed the back of his buzz cut and said, "I saw that Furuya and Matsuda seemed to have some conflict yesterday. I was thinking of inviting them out for a meal to resolve it, since we're all classmates after all."
It turned out that he was a class monitor with a strong sense of responsibility. Kitagawa Ryusei didn't know why the other person had stopped him, so he took the initiative to ask, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Date Wataru said apologetically, "I need to go to the materials room to get some documents. Could you please ask Kitagawa to invite those two students for me? They are currently giving a self-criticism in Instructor Onizuka's office."
“…So,” Kitagawa Ryusei hesitated for a moment before confirming, “the class president wants two guys who might have just been punished for fighting to eat at the same table?”
"..." Reminded of this, Date Wataru's tone also became uncertain: "Then let's call more people? Hagiwara-kun and Morofushi-kun shouldn't refuse, Kitagawa, you can come too!"
A large hand slapped his shoulder hard, and Kitagawa Ryusei almost couldn't help but grimace, instinctively refusing, "I just..."
Date Hang had already run far away; his words couldn't keep up with his speed.
"It's settled then. Remember to wait for me at the school gate! I need to hurry to the archives..."
"...I'm not going." Kitagawa Ryusei's last sentence was left far behind.
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