[Comprehensive] Daily life of girls saving the world

Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to have really thought about things like 'what I want to do'.

Life planning, employment planning, etc., are things that have never been within the scope of her attention.

After all, at that time, the sword of Damocles called 'Human Extinction' hung over his head.Survival is the top priority.In order to complete this task, fighting was the only solution at that time.

Fight, fight, keep fighting.

Fight with people, fight with phantom species, and even fight with heroic spirits...

She... and Fu Sangshen don't need to think about other solutions, just think about how to fight.

Even if she still works hard to go to school, it's just a thought that she must at least finish high school and not be illiterate.Rather than learning to achieve a certain goal.

It is not up to her, a freshman in high school, to talk about employment and the like, so she only has a vague idea of ​​"what to do after high school if she can successfully complete high school".

What university to take, what major to study, and what kind of job to do after graduation.

Never thought about it.

The same is true for the judge of the gods.

Even if I wake up today after a hundred years, it is the same. It is very, very natural and logical, and I joined the battle sequence.

Never thought, there is an option other than 'combat'.

Compared with the 'reason' and the like, it may be more of a 'habit'.

"Hey, Asagiri."

In the early morning, the girl sitting up holding the quilt asked her companion who was tying her hair.

"what?"

Chaogiri answered vaguely with a rubber band in his mouth.

"Why did you become a god judge in the first place? Or, why did you persist in fighting?"

As far as she knew, it was not uncommon for the God Inspectors who chose to resign because they were not used to this kind of high-intensity continuous combat.

Fighting is always accompanied by killing, and not everyone can adapt to such a boring and bloody life.

"Ah... At first, it was simply considering the issue of employment."

Asagiri pulled the rubber band into a high ponytail.

"Although I have studied hard and passed the college entrance examination, when I graduated, I found that there didn't seem to be any suitable jobs. It just so happened that the government of the time issued invitations to psychics across the country for the position of "spirit examiner". The treatment and so on are not bad... I thought I could give it a try, so I came here."

It's really not because of longing or ideals.

"After I came here, I found that although it was a little hard work, I was free anyway. I didn't have to deal with mentally handicapped bosses and long-winded colleagues like when I was an intern or a part-time job." She flicked the ponytail she just combed, "You saw it too, Except for fighting, most of the time the god judges spend their lives behind closed doors in their own pills."

"The positions are all the same, there is no competition for promotion regardless of grade. It also avoids a lot of workplace struggles... so even if it is hard and boring, you may risk your life. I still think it is a good one... No, it should be said that it is very good." Fits my job."

"I want to find another job like this that includes food, lodging and daily necessities, with a good salary and a generous pension, but it is quite rare."

Asagiri's words were sincere and realistic.

But it was a direction that Gu Yu had never touched.

The legendary first-generation god-inspector stared at the quilt thoughtfully and was stunned.

Due to the increasing frequency of monster attacks, Guyu and Asagiri also brought their knives to join the Shinsengumi's patrol.

There are more and more white-haired monsters called 'Rakshasas'.From one or two sporadic encounters at the beginning, to a large-scale team of three or five people, encountering two or three teams at a time.It can be seen that not only has their number increased significantly, but their establishment and scale have also greatly improved.

It can even be doubted.

Someone is planning to mass-produce Rakshasa and trying to use them for something.

"It's troublesome now."

Asagiri scratched his head.

Monsters like Rakshasa, who are not too different from 'ghouls' and 'living corpses', are not difficult to deal with.Quantity and conversion speed are the big issues.

It doesn't take much effort to kill one, but if the number is too large, it will take a lot of time to kill them all.

What's more, the conversion speed seems to be dissatisfied. Maybe this batch has just been killed, and the next batch will continue.Batch after batch, even if Fu Sangshen's combat prowess is extraordinary, his ability to sustain combat and time are far superior to ordinary fighters.

But it's not that it won't hurt, and it won't feel tired.

"It's endless, it's endless."

After cleaning up today's unknown number of Po Rakshasas, Ranto Shiro rubbed his sore shoulders from the long-term battle, and let out a long sigh.

"The number today has increased significantly compared to before."

Horikawa Kunihiro's face was not very good-looking.

If this continues, they will definitely fall into endless wheel battles.

"We need to find the culprit as soon as possible."

It's too bad for them to continue.

"Hey, what are you whispering here?"

The young man with short brown hair came over while wiping the blood stains on his face.

"Let me listen too."

"It's nothing, just talking about the direction these Rakshasa came from."

If such a large quantity is transported from a long distance, there must be a large enough vehicle to accommodate it.Even if the formation came over, so many people would be conspicuous.

However, no relevant news has been received until the number of Rakshasa has become very alarming, so this one can basically be ruled out.

This 'Raksha Factory' may be much closer than imagined.

"So? Do you have any clues?" Mr. Okita who came over narrowed his eyes.

The kid standing next to Gu Yu is very good at investigation, so it is not surprising if he finds anything.

"For the time being, there are some doubts." Kunihiro Horikawa glanced at his master, and seeing that she had no intention of hiding anything, he generously told the familiar yet unfamiliar Souji Okita.

"There are about 3 to 4 suspicious places." Kunihiro Horikawa was about to explain the suspicious places he had investigated, when he sensed the familiar smell of decay.He reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife hanging by his side. "It seems that this topic should be put aside for a while, Mr. Okita."

"Ah." The young man shrugged his shoulders, and pulled out his hand that was hidden in his sleeve, "Why do some people always have such blind eyesight that they bother others when they want to speak formally?"

"Then we..."

Ranto Shiro stretched his waist, moved his sore shoulders, and prepared to fight.But it was blocked by a person wearing a light-colored haori.

"You've got a lot of business--you can't steal all the limelight."

With a ponytail, the captain of the Shinsengumi [-]th Division, who looked not much older than Gu Yu, Todo Heisuke licked his lips as he watched the Rakshasa rushing towards him:

"Okay, get ready to work!"

The sad creature 'Raksha' with white hair, thirsting for blood like a zombie, but not dead, launched chaotic attacks on people with fresh vitality regardless.

Even if he holds a knife in his hand, he can't restrain his instinct, and wants to use his clawed hands to grab the existence that attracts him.

Even if the arm is cut off, even if the legs can no longer stand up, they will crawl towards that exuberant vitality.

Until the moment it was reduced to ashes.

Like a moth rushing to a flame.

Surrounded by the fusangshen, Gu Yu watched the members of the Shinsengumi fighting the Rakshasa from a high place, just like an audience watching a movie in a special seat.Taking everything in front of him into his eyes, he quietly watched this scene of fighting performed by humans and Rakshasa who was once a human.

It's been a long time since I've had the experience of not participating in it like this, just watching from the sidelines.

The 'Rakshasa' who obeyed their instincts, and the living warriors who fought to stop them.

It's not for any righteousness, nor is it for revenge.

Just to 'live'.

Such a picture seems familiar.

She had seen such a picture before, in a place like hell.

Girls and Heroic Spirits who once turned their backs on her and fought for survival and faith.Even if you are in a mess, you are as dazzling as a morning star in the sky when the sky is getting brighter.

She still remembered those battles—those scenes that were not pleasant to say the least, still vivid in her mind.

Bright and alive.

She seemed to understand why Lixiang in the video kept smiling.

Not without feeling sad, not without feeling hopeless...and not without ever being lost.

After gritting his teeth and walking along the path he chose, all the past has become today's 'real'.

It's her...it's also Miss Lixiang and Miss Matthew who once truly lived in this world and proved what they have done for this world.

As long as there is one person alive, it will not disappear.

They, and myself... have been doing things like this for a long time.

"……general."

"--general?"

The hazy voice came from far and near.

Finally, it reached Gu Yu's ears.

"Let me tell you, it's too strange for you to be able to fall asleep with your eyes open under such circumstances." The short brown-haired young man who came back from a fight looked at Gu Yu in disbelief.

"what?"

"What happened to you?"

Doesn't look sick?

"It's just... I seem to have figured out something." Although I was still confused, I couldn't explain it accurately. "Overall, it's a good thing."

But if she keeps going like this, one day she will have an answer.

"..."

Director Okita was silent for a while, and raised his hand to touch Gu Yu's forehead.

No fever?

So really just thinking about things?Thinking during the fight?

I don't really understand the minds of the little girls.