About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

033 Misfortune and Unexpected Arrival

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It is different from most of the children who clamored to play bungee jumping before going up to the high platform, and shouted to go down after getting on the high platform.

The only amusement park project that allowed me to take a detour since I was a child is the haunted house.

Because for a gravity operator, being afraid of heights is like a cheetah that doesn't know how to run, a monkey that can't climb trees, a fish that can't swim, and a person with spatial mobility who dare not move themselves—it is A great shame and humiliation is a great denial and doubt of one's own ability.

And as a gravity operator who used to stand at the peak of 180 million people in Academy City, I naturally can't be so useless.Here, I must thank the research institutes, personnel, and Chuya who raised me up.Thanks to their hard work and support, I have made me who I am today.

Otherwise, I would not have stood on the roof of the teaching building so calmly, and faced Fumji Shibata face to face in full view.

"I heard you were looking for me." I folded my arms, looking cold to outsiders, but only I knew how much I wanted to kick Shibata Fumji from upstairs.

When I found out that he was trying to commit suicide by jumping off a building, I was stunned for a while. To be honest, his image in my mind has risen from a stupid retarded sea slug who bullied junior high school students to a scum psychopath worse than Mr. Dazai.

At least Mr. Dazai still has a suicide principle of "don't trouble others".And Fumji Shibata, this person actually asked to see me by name in front of so many heroes and teachers!

I hadn't planned to ignore him.First of all, there are two teachers and students who are professional heroes who have not had time to leave. It is impossible for him to commit suicide successfully.Secondly, my homeroom teacher and Atobe were also very disapproving of my speaking out at his request, and they believed that this kind of thing might also have a negative impact on me.

However, what made me change my mind was the sentence mentioned by Atobe, "That guy Shibata used some method to smash all the doors and guard nets on the roof."

This is very strange.

Because Fumji Shibata is an ordinary person without personality.

And the doors to the rooftop are locked on weekdays—the reason why I was able to bring Asakawa Ukishi (the first-year student who tore up my textbooks and tried to bully him) to the rooftop to have a small cooking session was because I was a member of the student union and could Get a spare key.

Not to mention that the three-meter-high fence around the roof is made of steel, the chainsaw cannot be brought into the school, and the vise is even less likely to achieve the "shattering" effect.

Originally, I was still thinking about whether Fumji Shibata was just pretending to make a big news so that he could trouble me.But looking at it now, if he really just wanted to pour dirty water on me, wouldn't he have racked his brains too hard?

Is the punch I hit him so hateful? ? ?I can't help but fall into deep thought.It’s just that it’s useless to think too much. Seeing is worth seeing. I ignored Atobe’s strong protest, and walked up to Fumji Shibata with the teacher’s advice, “Don’t provoke him.”

"It's nothing. I just want to meet you." Hearing my question, Fumji Shibata laughed.

It's the first time I've seen his expression other than bitterness and hatred.And his appearance of being about to be released, to be honest... I don't think it's an act.

Really fake oh... don't really want me to play suicide by jumping off a building in front of me... I'm starting to feel a headache.

I still care more about whether I can keep the fact that I am a gravity user a secret until I graduate from high school than if someone wants to die in front of me.Whether he jumps or not is not the point, the point is whether the group of little heroes and professional heroes behind me can save people in time...

"So you see now, can we go down?" I really couldn't smile at him.This crazy person who just tried to throw a hard plastic water bottle at me yesterday, stood on the roof today and threatened to commit suicide to see me.

Come on!If I make up my mind not to come, I don't know how many strange rumors will appear in the school in the future!I don't want to lose face!

Shibata shook his head towards me, the wind brushed his slightly long forehead hair, revealing a pair of dull eyes.

To be honest, this is a very refreshing boy from the outside. It is said that he was once popular among girls before, but after being criticized by the whole school with a punch by me—both of us were criticized—, The girls around him drifted away like cherry blossoms without any nostalgia.

Of course, the deterioration of his interpersonal relationship is also inseparable from the family accident that has applied to the court for bankruptcy protection.

It is said that he still owed a lot of foreign debts, and even the real estate mortgaged to the bank was auctioned off.

For a moment, I suddenly felt that this man was really pitiful.The most painful thing in the world is falling from the clouds into the mud.

But the pity didn't last long beating in my chest.I sympathize with Fumji Shibata's experience, which does not prevent me from disgusting or even despising his actions.

Even if it's just for catharsis at first, it's the wrong way to go.

Your own misfortune is definitely not an excuse to impose suffering on others.

China never complains.Fortunately, his optimism directly affected me, otherwise shameful lines like "It's the world that's wrong" might have been imprinted in my memory in the second period of middle school forever.

"Aren't you curious why I want to see you?" Fumji Shibata asked me.

"It's okay." I blinked, "Since you unilaterally want to deepen the grievances between us, then naturally I will accompany you to the end."

"You are indeed a very powerful person, Nakahara." He maintained a dry manner, and smiled at me——I felt even more weird, and the things and information about Fumji Shibata were in a mess in my mind, like a cloud in the air. The restless airflow is invisible and intangible.

"Is it because you have great parents that you have this kind of confidence? It was the same for fights before. I remember you were only suspended for three days?"

"Yeah, half a week less vacation than you." I slowly explained the difference between us.

"Not only." He shook his head, "You haven't been demerited, have you?"

"No."

As I said earlier, Zhong didn't care about my grades - that's because he knew my grades were good enough.

But he has never liked me being mischievous in school, and he is not likely to see a blemish on my resume.

However, contrary to expectations, many times I can always step on the bottom line of the school, so the follow-up development has become troublesome for Mr. Mori or Ms. Hongye to contact the directors of the supporting companies under the name of Hong Kong Black to help me eliminate bad records.

To be honest, I have worked so hard to keep me a "spotless" ordinary person in my doubts more than once, hoping that I can get a stable job like a civil servant.

"Look, that's why I say you're great." Shibata's tone was a little joking, "Many things in Bingdi are difficult to solve with money. Don't you know?"

I thought to myself, of course I do.You are the only one who is ignorant.

If money can't solve the problem, it would be good to put a loaded gun next to the money.

"That's great..." He looked at me again and sighed, "A lucky person like you probably can't imagine what it's like to go bankrupt at home, right?"

No, I understand.Because once upon a time there were also times of poverty.

At that time, I hadn't learned how to use his account opening to speculate in stocks, and my concept of financial management was limited to treasury bonds and fixed-term deposits.As a result, who knows that one day, he also fell in love with a very beautiful and smooth sports car, and swiped the card without saying anything.The consequence of impulsive consumption was that he had to work overtime for a month in an emergency, and because I didn't eat or drink and didn't want to be squeezed and rounded by Ms. Hongye, I turned to Odasaku.

"So you want to commit suicide because you are poor and crazy now?" I tried my best not to show too much disgust. The person in front of me was going to commit suicide by jumping off a building anyway, so I had to save some face.

"No. The jump wasn't for you," he said. "It was to gather the people behind you."

behind me?I kept facing Shibata, behind him I could only see the almost pulverized remnants of the guard net and the vast blue sky.And Shibata can always see the situation a few meters behind me.

I turned my head and saw Atobe and Kaoru Suo, my homeroom teacher, Shibata's homeroom teacher, the teaching teacher... Oh, and people from the basketball club also came.As for Xiongying's people, after such an unexpected situation, they naturally did not leave.I saw Hong Jiaodong's half red and half white head, even in the crowd he was still so conspicuous.

Among the intervention measures taken in the face of someone trying to commit suicide, forcibly withdrawing the other person from the danger zone is indeed a solution.

But no one can guarantee whether the person concerned will have the idea of ​​committing suicide again after that.

So since Shibata's personal safety can be guaranteed at this stage, it is understandable for me to talk to him.

I think it's a good thing that they didn't let me wear a radio headset like the experts who talk about collapse, otherwise, when they heard our conversation, the teacher might want to take his life into my hands.

I was amused by my own thoughts, so I could only close the corners of my mouth immediately to keep the smile from overflowing.

"deep sea!!!"

All of a sudden I heard Atobe's voice, flustered and at a loss, with a heart-piercing yell that made my ears hurt a bit.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw all the people standing behind me leaning over and running towards me. Time seemed to slow down by more than a little bit. I quickly turned around and looked in the direction where Fumji Shibata was at under their signal.

A little bit of cold metal light suddenly appeared, and quickly drew a straight line in the air, pointing to my chest.

Yet it was too late.

I didn't have time to change the formula that unfolded in my head.

The sudden expansion of the supergravity space broke and rebounded the blade, piercing deeply into Shibata's abdomen.

He looked at me in a trance, and it took a while to realize what he was doing, slowly groping for the wound on his body.

When he finally touched the red and wet spot, he smiled at me again.

Also just laughed.