Nanami's Battle Royale

A dull sound suddenly echoed from far away, interrupting the eye contact between Mimura and me for an instant.

"What...?" Mimura subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from

"It's the sound of a submachine gun." I blocked Seto and Iijima behind me who were going to pass me in that direction, and frowned.There is such a weapon as a submachine gun, which is not something that can be easily dealt with. "Leave it alone, let's move on"

"What if someone is in danger?" Iijima looked in that direction without moving. "They are all our classmates!"

"Can you use a pistol, ten-hands and long fork against a submachine gun that can fire 25 bullets per second?" I walked directly towards the abandoned building that I had vaguely seen, but was suddenly stopped by a sentence.

"What about Nakagawa, Qiyuan and Guoxin?"

I was silent for a few seconds

"I can only pray it's not them"

Then I kept walking, and soon I heard footsteps coming up behind me.

What if it was them?I walked alone in the forefront, thinking silently.

Countless memories have brought me countless friends and relatives who I have never met but are familiar with.I definitely know that my existence is meaningless, but this does not mean that the existence of people I know is also meaningless.On the contrary, countless memories make me cherish my friends even more.

Judging from the sound coming from here, the place where the gunshot was fired was too far away from here.And even for me, there is no way to use an alloy wire that can only attack at close range against a submachine gun that is suitable for long-range attacks.

Most importantly, Mimura has yet to say his 'how'.

The interior of the building is as messy as imagined.It was too dark, and looking at the state of the three of them, they were getting sleepy after being frightened and exhausted.We went up to the second floor and saw it clearly with the moonlight outside the window.

"Rest. Qihai, you should take a good rest even more because of your injury." Mimura put down his backpack, barely seeing a nearly scrapped couch. "It seems that you can only sleep here, Qihai."

"It's not safe for everyone to rest together." I shook my head and looked at the watch that was handed out in my backpack. "It's best to take turns to watch the night. From now to tomorrow's six o'clock broadcast, there are still four hours, which happens to be worth one hour per person." .”

The three boys looked at each other, and then Iijima said carelessly, "We boys can do this kind of thing, you can rest assured."

I didn't answer or move.Even though there wasn't enough light for me to see all three of their faces, I could tell just how tired they were by feeling.Can they really keep watch at night?

"Qami, although you seem to be fine by yourself, since we are partners now, trust us," Mimura said seriously.Before I made a statement, Iijima pushed me from behind and pressed me onto the sofa, then sat on the edge of the sofa, stared at the stairs on the second floor, turned his back to me and said, "Okay, okay, I'll just sit here and watch the night , can you rest assured?"

It seems that there is no room for refutation... I just fell on the sofa and closed my eyes.They're right, I do need rest, a lot of rest.

Starting tomorrow, there's more to come.

Three hours of sleep quickly replenished the lost physical strength.When I opened my eyes, the morning light was thinning, and the dewy air was fresh and thoroughly cold.I sat up, and I didn't notice that the coat covering me slipped to the ground one after another.Picking them up one by one, there were actually three.I took a look at Mimura and Iijima who were curled up and sleeping next to each other, and sure enough they were only wearing shirts.Then he looked at Seto who was supposed to be on duty at the top of the stairs on the second floor. He was also curled up, wearing only his shirt, leaning against the wall, sleeping soundly.

Really... I was holding three coats and couldn't laugh or cry. I didn't know whether to be angry at the unreliable Nighthawks or moved by the three coats covering me.

It's good for them to sleep though.If you want to discuss the issue of escape openly, you must first tear off the collar on your neck.It's not an easy job to do when they're awake, but it's much easier when they're asleep.

Maybe I am the legendary Mary Sue.I laughed at myself.It is almost a breeze for me to disassemble the neck ring. After a while, the three of them, plus my own neck ring, are all disconnected from the built-in power supply, which can simply block the neck ring from receiving and sending out signals. At the same time, the bugs have become completely useless.

I don't know how the main control room will feel when they see four people losing their signals and 'death' one after another.But I don’t think too much about it. I also know that the number of deaths in one night is far more than a few of us. Compared with the dead, they should be more interested in the living people who are still alive.

I looked around.Last night, because the night was too dark, I didn't detect the nearby terrain at all. I looked at the three boys who were still immersed in their respective dreams, and I put clothes on each of them.Maybe it was because what happened last night was too shocking, they fell asleep without any sign of waking up.

That's right, I feel more at ease in detecting this kind of thing by myself.

In fact, if you take a closer look, there are quite a lot of various wastes in this abandoned building, such as fertilizers, gasoline, and piled up messy things... These things can play a certain role.The most exciting thing is that I actually found a generator, checked it carefully, and found that it was still working normally.

I tried to move it...it was too heavy, it was not something I could move alone.

The Radetsky march that suddenly sounded spread throughout the island in the faint morning light.Startled by the sound, I looked at my watch and realized that it was already 6:00 in the morning.This should be the broadcast that notifies us of the dead and the exclusion zone.

Sure enough, after the music, Kitano's voice came.

"Good morning, everyone! I'm Kitano, the homeroom teacher. How are you all?" The voice from the speaker sounded particularly energetic. I rubbed my temples that ached because I didn't have enough sleep, and continued to listen in a very speechless voice." It's 6:14 in the morning, wake up those who are still sleeping! Now report the names of the dead friends, in order of death: Girl No. 1 Tendo Mayumi, Boy No. 9 Yoshio Akamatsu, Boy No. 10 Kuro Changhiro; No. 14 Sakawa Longping; Akira Tsukioka on the 17th; Mitsuru Numai on the [-]th..."

I listened carefully and felt myself split into two people.One calmly recorded the names of all the dead and analyzed the people who might have killed them, while the other was afraid of hearing the names of the people he cared about.Then when I was very nervous, I vaguely heard someone calling my name.

广播依旧在继续“……女生21号矢作好美、女生3号江藤惠、男生二号饭岛敬太、男生NO.19三村信史、男生NO.12濑户豊、女生22号七海莫岛。死了16个人，进展不错呢！”

As the broadcast continued, the voice calling me paused for a moment, and then called out more clearly and urgently

"Seven seas!!"

"Student Qihai!!"

I just recognized Iijima's voice.His voice was very close to me, I turned a corner and just saw him calling my name with his back turned to me.

"Seven Seas Mo Island!!"

I listened and walked towards him, frowning.

"Sounding so loud might attract someone over"

He turned his head abruptly, his expression froze in shock when he saw me, and then turned into surprise in an instant.He ran towards me, and I continued to say: "Although I have checked that there are no traces of other people here, you should be more careful..."

He hugged me all at once, because of the difference in height and body shape, he held my remaining words into his arms in an instant.

"Great," he said, his voice trembling a little. "You're all right... great"