A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

"Ah, look what Yamauchi and the others have done." Karuizawa Kei sighed, then asked, revealing her curiosity, "Matsushita, you went to see that person too, didn't you?"

“…Yes.”

"How about it?"

"...It's alright?" After thinking for a moment, Matsushita Chiaki smiled wryly.

She had no idea that Ayanokouji in her class was such a terrifying person.

"Huh? I didn't understand. Did they give you any trouble?" Karuizawa asked with concern, after all, Kushida made it sound so serious.

"No, ...on the contrary, she's quite gentle." Matsushita Chiaki blushed slightly, looked away, and unconsciously placed her hands on her lap.

Even now, thinking about it makes my heart pound and my face burn.

This was the first time in my life I had encountered such a mysterious boy, and I couldn't help but feel curious.

"gentle?"

These words left Karuizawa Megumi and Sato Maya looking at each other in confusion.

I can't even imagine that, okay!

How could the other person be associated with this word?

"Matsushita, didn't you go and reject them?"

"Ah..." Matsushita Chiaki then realized that she had forgotten about this.

After she explained, Karuizawa Kei casually said, "That piece of clothing in the washing machine, it's his, isn't it?"

"Yes, I accidentally got it dirty. I'll hand wash it and dry it later before taking it to him."

That was Matsushita Chiaki's plan.

She doesn't throw her clothes into the washing machine with her own clothes simply because she finds them too dirty.

"Eh~" Karuizawa Kei sighed subtly, and at the dinner table she brought up Kushida-kun's matter again, "...It seems like we can't all leave together."

"Is that person named Uesugi?" Matsushita Chiaki muttered softly, noticing another detail.

"What?" Karuizawa Kei found it a bit suspicious.

"N-nothing." Matsushita Chiaki shook her head.

"Matsushita, I'm telling you, don't refuse anymore, since you didn't say it out loud." Maya Sato said, hugging her curled-up legs.

“Yes,” Karuizawa Kei agreed. Being able to leave this place was something to celebrate, and at least it was good that Matsushita was able to leave.

"..." Matsushita Chiaki thought for a moment, then suggested, "Since Kushida-kun said that Uesugi-kun is in charge of this matter, why don't we go and find him?"

"Is it really necessary?" Karuizawa Kei felt it was a bit of a waste of time.

“That person looks a bit scary,” Maya Sato said, expressing her concerns.

"It just looks like they're the easy-going type." Matsushita Chiaki waved her hand, indicating that it wasn't true.

Under the gentle sunlight, his smiling face and the fragrance of the wind created a slightly dreamlike atmosphere.

They might even have sweet dreams tonight.

Chapter 264: The Powerful and the Mighty

"Wait, Kamuro-kun. You just said they mentioned the White House, right?" Sakayanagi Arisu listened to Kamuro Masumi's report, but unexpectedly overheard a crucial point.

"Yes, they did mention White Room."

Is there something wrong with this? It's rare to see Sakayanagi's emotions fluctuate like this.

The last time was when zombies suddenly appeared, and I could only rely on my own pathetic state (from Kamuro's perspective). Kamuro Masumi still remembers it very clearly.

They hadn't known each other for very long. I remember the first time we met, I was caught stealing from the convenience store.

She said it in a very impressive way.

I've got my eye on you, Masumi Kamuro. You have to be my first friend.

What did you say?

I will keep your secret; in return, please help me with some things.

That's not what friends are for.

is it?

Besides, do you think I would obediently listen to you?

So why didn't he abandon her when things got chaotic at school?

Masumi Kamuro couldn't understand.

"What does that person look like?"

Faced with Sakayanagi's urgent question, Kamuro Masumi snapped out of her reverie and continued her report.

Brown hair, golden eyes, and only slightly shorter than the man named Uesugi, probably over 1.7 meters tall. Her face was decent, but she had little expression and a deadpan look, which she didn't particularly like.

After saying that, Kamuro Masumi saw Sakayanagi grip his cane tightly.

"You go on."

Seeing Kamuro stop, Sakayanagi Arisu rubbed his cane and urged him on.

"Yes."

She went on to recount their conversation and their subsequent duel, which showed her unparalleled swordsmanship.

"That's because you're too ignorant, Kamuro-kun. Some older 'sword saints' also have that kind of strength," Sakayanagi Arisu chuckled.

But they are still students!

Kamuro Masumi mentally complained. Although she didn't know how old the man named Uesugi was, she could tell he was very young, maybe only a little older than herself. There was also another person who was a student at her school, a high school student in fact.

Comparing them to so-called 'sword saints' is a bit too far-fetched.

"You mean they already have the strength of a sword saint?" Kamuro Masumi realized the implication in Sakayanagi's words.

"Sakayanagi-san, haven't you recognized who that man named Uesugi is yet?" Sakayanagi Arisu asked in a surprised tone, as if to say that she was stupid.

"Who?"

“No.” Sakayanagi Arisu shook her head, not intending to explain. “Let’s continue.”

Then Masumi Kamuro brought up the final outcome of the match.

"Lost?" Sakayanagi Arisu stared wide-eyed in disbelief, because she had guessed the outcome wrong.

"Yes, our school lost." Is it really that hard to believe?

Kamuro Masumi looked at Sakayanagi with some confusion, "Sakayanagi, you know that girl from our school too?"

"Hmm... I should say we know each other."

The initial surprise and joy of reuniting instantly turned bland and tasteless.

Throughout her life, Arisu Sakayanagi has always harbored one goal: to use her innate talent to defeat the fake genius.

She firmly believes that talent is determined at birth, and DNA is something that cannot be overcome.

The fact that the artificial genius in the White House was perfectly undefeated, as she witnessed it firsthand, seemed to suggest that her belief was wrong.

I originally planned to wait until I was an adult or in college before challenging him.

But now it seems unnecessary, because Ayanokouji is not unique. Can a defeated genius still be considered perfect?

The so-called strongest demon in the White House is not actually at the pinnacle of humanity.

Moreover, after experiencing the catastrophe a month ago, my thoughts have also changed somewhat.

The fact that she had always been clear about was that, for the first time, she had this doubt because of her physical limitations. If physical ability is also a talent, then would she no longer be burdened by her physical condition, given that she has a healthy heart?

Because no matter how capable a subordinate is, they can't replace real hands and feet.

She directed Kamuro to lead her to a safe place, but an accident almost happened on the way.

If Kamuro hadn't killed the zombie, she probably would have ended up in that hideous state that she could never accept.

The conclusion I've come to is that I'm only intelligent in one aspect, while the other half of my personality is incomparably flawed.

Can someone like that still be considered a born genius?

"..."

"..." Kamuro Masumi quietly looked at Sakayanagi, who was silently thinking about something.

It wasn't until Sakayanagi Arisu realized how much time had passed that she exclaimed, "Oh dear, I'm really something."

I haven't lost my composure like this in a long time.

"What should we do next?" Kamuro Masumi knew she wasn't very bright, so she left the thinking to Sakayanagi.

“Yes…” Uesugi said that if he went there, he would be the vice president.

but......

"That man cannot be trusted yet."

"I see." But actually, Sakayanagi has never trusted anyone, Kamuro Masumi said with a self-deprecating smile, lowering her eyes.

"So, Kamuro-kun, I'd appreciate it if you could continue to keep an eye on things."

“No, I’ve already been discovered. They’ll probably be even more alert now, right?” she said, expressing her concerns.

"Yes. But what if we bring it up in person? Hehehe~"

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"Why are you here?" Tachibana looked at the man, clutching a stack of documents tightly in her hands, very wary.

"Uh, there's no need to be so nervous." He hadn't done anything to warrant such treatment.

"I was rude." Realizing that she might have gone a bit too far, Tachibana Akane apologized and relaxed.

In the end, this person did help his junior classmate.

Uesugi Genshin glanced around and casually asked, "Where's Horikita-kun?"

"Horikita-kun, you're outside right now. What do you need him for?"

That's just across from the artificial island, on the Tokyo coast.

"Hey... aren't you calling yourself president anymore?" Uesugi Genshin teased, having discovered something else.

“That’s during work hours.” Tachibana Akane said matter-of-factly, head held high. “So, what’s the matter?”

"What should I do with the stalker I caught?"

This is his reason for coming here. Since he has nothing else to do, he might as well come and give them a boost, and vent their anger for Yukinoshita and Sakura.

Although it only pleases Yukinoshita, Sakura, that timid child, probably doesn't find it very enjoyable.

"This is up to Horikita-kun to decide," Akane Tachibana said conservatively.

"How do you usually handle something like this?" Uesugi Genshin asked curiously.

"It depends on the situation, but I can't say for sure about this one thing."

Ordinary stalking might be driven by lust, but secretly filming someone is definitely malicious.

Law enforcement officers are searching his belongings to see if they can find further evidence of wrongdoing.

“Eh~” Uesugi Genshin made a strange sound. He sensed Tachibana Akane’s kindness, or rather, her weakness. Even if she could be sentenced to death, she would only say that it was up to Horikita-kun to decide.

Unlike Yukinoshita, Tachibana couldn't bring herself to say those kinds of things.

"What's wrong?" Feeling looked down upon, Tachibana glared at him angrily.

"Then I'll wait for him here. When will he be back?" Turning his head, Uesugi Genshin ignored her sulking.