【Fantasy Pass】-Psycho Pass Banquet

Kamijou Touma opened his eyes.

The turbulent images in the nightmare seemed to have left afterimages on the retina, and even the hospital ceiling that I was used to seeing was a little unreal. Although the brain was gradually waking up, the body was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead.

"Meow--"

For some reason, the four-legged creature that was allowed to enter the ward stepped on Kamijou Touma's chest. Thanks to its light body, the injured Kamijou Touma didn't feel any discomfort.

The Sphinx carefully looked at the human being who opened his eyes and looked at him, and seemed to be carefully confirming his health status. After confirming, he chose a comfortable position and curled up like a sigh of relief. lump.

The right arm with the infusion tube tied, to be more precise, the right hand felt a warm touch——

The tired white nun wrapped several of his fingers in her tiny palm and fell asleep lying on the hospital bed.

Although his chest was filled with a warm feeling and he couldn't bear to break the silence at the moment, Kamijou Touma clearly had more important things to do.

With his right hand held tightly by Index, he rummaged through the drawers of his bedside and cabinets, angrily remembering that in order not to reveal his whereabouts, he threw all the equipment on his body that could be used to contact the outside world in his own in the car.

"When Ma...?"

Index, whose body was slightly shaken, woke up rubbing her eyes.

"Ah, sorry to wake you up..."

Kamijou Touma reflexively apologized, but saw that the eyes of the nun who woke up from sleep became brighter and brighter. She quickly grabbed the Sphinx who was dozing on Kamijou Touma's chest, and ran out of the ward waving her little hands:

"Dangma—! Dangma woke up—!"

Following her loud yelling, two figures quickly walked into the ward.

"Touma..."

The person Kamijou Touma who appeared was all too familiar, it was his parents who were secretly imprisoned elsewhere by the Security Bureau in the name of protection.

Kamijou Shina, who had been separated from her son for many days, never imagined that she would meet again in the hospital. The body and hands of the comatose young man were covered with bandages. He looked so frightening that her eyes were red just looking at it. .

"Touma? Is it okay? Is there any discomfort?" Kamijou Shina adjusted the hospital bed to a convenient angle for people to lean on, holding Kamijou Touma's bandage-wrapped hands, crying several times.

Kamijou Toya, who is not good at words, caressed his wife's shoulder, and stood silently but full of concern.

"During this time..." Kamijou Touma awkwardly tried to ask about his parents' recent situation: "Has anything happened?"

"It's fine." Shicai Shangjou shook her head: "My father and I are doing well, it's just a numb..."

Kamijou Shina wanted to hold her son's hand tighter, but she was afraid that this would touch his wound, so she could only lower her head and hold back her tears.

"It doesn't matter to me." Kamijou Touma showed a silly smile: "That's what being a policeman is like. Bumps and bumps are indispensable."

After confirming the safety of his parents and Index, he carefully observed their expressions, and seeing that the atmosphere had eased, he asked:

"Is there any news from the Security Bureau?"

"News?" Kamijou Shina hesitated for a moment, took out an e-reader from her satchel, and handed it to Kamijou Touma: "A lady surnamed Misaka said that when you wake up, let me read this Give it to you, and say it contains a case report."

Seeing Kamijou Touma's gaze firmly locked on the e-reader, Kamijou Toya and Kamijou Shina looked at each other, and thoughtfully left the ward, leaving his son a space to be alone.

Kamijou Touma opened the case report on the e-reader.

He ignored the formulaic documents such as case analysis and evidence collection investigation, and directly slid to the follow-up processing part. After seeing that "the fugitive suspect, Accelerator, has been arrested and is currently receiving treatment in Sakurada Treatment Center", he was finally able to grow a little. tone.

Fortunately, still alive.

After knowing the whole story of the incident, I can still be grateful that the real culprit survived, and I must be called a despicable villain.

Kamijou Touma thought.

However, letting everything end with the murderer's death is definitely not the best solution to the problem.

There must, must be a way to heal the scars left in the hearts of the living and let the souls of the dead rest in peace.

He also believed so firmly.

Having resolved his doubts, Kamijou Touma began to read Misaka Mikoto's unfinished case report in order from beginning to end.

-

Hiroki Sakaguchi is dead.

After he escaped from the abandoned hospital, he was shot dead by the second-line surveillance officer who came to support him.

In Misaka Mikoto's case report, only a short sentence of "the suspect has been executed by the ruler" was used as the last footnote of this young man's life.

If, Kamijou Touma thought, if at the moment he was about to commit evil, what he got was not the blind obedience of his peers, the connivance of his family, and the indifference of the society, what direction would this person's life take.

Kamijou Touma didn't know whether the boy felt touched by some of his words that day. Everything about Hiroki Sakaguchi has been weathered with the end of his life and is meaningless.

Yumiko Sakaguchi chose to hang herself after learning of her son's death, while her husband, Masaharu Koyanagi, was imprisoned in a nursing home somewhere in Tokyo in the name of treatment.

So far, this unfortunate family has finally gone to ruin.

The strange thing is that Kamijou Touma went through the entire case report and found no information about the instrument worn by Hiroki Sakaguchi. It stands to reason that even if the body is destroyed by the electromagnetic wave of punishment, the instrument independent of the body will also be damaged. There must be pieces left behind.

Kamijou Touma, who faintly reveals a strange premonition in his heart, can only hope that Misaka Mikoto was ordered by Hasheng Somune to conceal this matter.

At the end of the incident, there was something strange about the girl who attacked with a knife.

She confessed afterwards that it was a strange man she met on the way to escape who gave her the murder weapon, and told her that the man behind everything was the white-haired man who walked out of the crime scene.

Kamijou Touma felt unparalleled malice from the girl who listened to other people's slander and hurt others because of the deterioration of her color, and the strange man who made up lies and ordered others to commit murder.

And the most creepy thing is the intention behind all this.

That person must know very well how to make Fang Xing such a miserable person, how to use the cruelest method to tear open his scars, and how to destroy all his hope of living.

Not only killing people, but also killing people.

Kamijou Touma suddenly recalled the large men's coat that was worn on the girl's shoulders in the rainstorm that day.

He'd seen that dress somewhere.

The answer came out.

——It was Kakine Teitoku.

That man made no secret of his hatred and ambition, nor did he care about his sense of responsibility and justice as a policeman.

All he did was straightforward and brutal revenge.

Kamijou Touma didn't know the relationship between Kakine Teitoku and Ichigo Accelerator, so he couldn't judge whether it was right or wrong.

After all, what is the so-called justice?

Kamijou Touma started to feel confused.

Perhaps, there was no right or wrong from the beginning.

The world that is desperately obliterating the heterogeneous must be off track.

There must be something wrong in a society that simply divides human values ​​into 'guilty' and 'innocent'.

All this is just my own wishful thinking.

But there is only one thing Kamijou Touma is sure of——

Over there, the original intention of the law is not to 'kill people', but to 'save people'.

'The ruler is the eye of the Sibyl system'?

No, perhaps it should be said that the Dominator has replaced the Sibyl system as everyone's eyes.

Here, we are all swayed by a string of cold numbers behind the instrument.

Think, choose, and even live.

We are killing people.

He remembered the indifferent look in his eyes when he pulled the trigger of the Dominator, as if observing a dying bug.

He thought of the innocent, yet brutal, comments of the children in the victim's class.

He thought of the bloody blade in the girl's hand in the rainstorm.

unconsciously,

Killed so many.

After all, we are them.

We are everyone.

A victim, a perpetrator, and a bystander.

Everything we suffer is a bottoming out of the most twisted part of our society that we have created.

-

"Good morning."

"It's time to get up."

"Everyone who is a potential offender, let us also try to purify Hue today."

"Good morning."

"It's time to get up."

……

Familiar voice.

The gentle male voice slowly echoed in the huge white space accompanied by Mendelssohn's "Song of Spring".

Going around and going back to this place.

Accelerator tried his best to open his heavy eyelids, and what came into his sight was a sterile ward with no features, white enough to glaring, and the doctor's searching face.

Can survive like this, is the value of this life really so high?

The corner of the mouth covered with an oxygen mask showed a smile that I don't know whether it was ridicule or sadness, as if mocking his own powerlessness.

"Wake up...what to do..."

"Don't worry about him...continue the operation..."

The conversation between the doctor and the nurse came intermittently in my ears.

as well as--

"...to maximize the individual abilities of people, to ensure that everyone can live a happy life-to make human beings live more like human beings...and then to realize a world where everyone can enjoy art, nature and peace. ..."

"Now break a piece of news..."

"The vicious murder case in Bunkyo Ward that occurred on October 10 has been solved under the investigation of the police... The suspect is the juvenile criminal "S" who lives in Bunkyo Ward. "

Accelerator looked at the screen cut out from the transparent glass curtain wall as a news report:

"The suspect "S" kidnapped and killed three victims because of his resistance to society, and was executed by the Dominator after a fight with the police in the abandoned district on November 11... Two other kidnapped victims were rescued ..."

"According to follow-up investigations, the vicious murder case in Bunkyo District and the "Serial Murder Case in the Sixth District of the Central City" that occurred four years ago were committed by the same suspect—the juvenile criminal "S"..."

"So far, the four-year-long unsolved case has finally been solved, and the details of the case still await further investigation by the police."

break?

The slightly joyful voice of the news program host echoed in his mind, and Accelerator looked at the constantly changing colors of the screen in a daze, but he could no longer understand the meaning of the patterns on it.

was taken away.

Everything that should have been my own, the sins, the pain, the chance to repent for everything I've done.

All were taken away.

"wrong……"

The exhaled carbon dioxide formed a thin white mist on the mask.

"I'm obviously still here..."

The nurse carrying the medical tray screamed, and all the vascular forceps, thread scissors and scalpels in her hands were knocked to the ground. She watched in horror as she sat up from the operating table like a zombie before the anesthesia passed. The white-haired man fell to the ground.

"This is your revenge, isn't it..."

Accelerator raised his blood-stained left hand and waved away the doctor who wanted to push him back to the stage. He tore off the sterile cloth covering his body, pulled out the messy entangled infusion tubes and blood vessels, He flipped over on the operating table and crawled like a dying animal toward the screen that was broadcasting lies.

"Don't even give me a chance to redeem my sins. This is your revenge for my resistance, right?! Hesheng Yangzong—!"

Accelerator roared.

The stitched wound burst open again, dragging a long trail of blood behind him.

"It's all fake! I'm here! I did it! 47 people died! I killed them all—! Why don't you look at me?!"

The solid glass curtain wall imprisoned him in this small transparent glass cage.

"Why is no one looking at me?! The person you hate is here! The person who should go to hell is me! Come to revenge——!"

Accelerator frantically beat the solid glass with his fist until it was stained with his own blood.

"I did it—! I did it all—"

Accelerator suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and when he turned around, he saw the doctor wearing a mask slowly pulling out the needle tip of the syringe.

"This will keep you from talking nonsense."

"you--"

Accelerator grabbed the doctor's calf and left a bloody handprint on the light green surgical gown. However, his consciousness and the physical strength that exploded at the limit were being quickly pulled away from his body.

"For me, live on. Go wash away all your sins with your own hands, witness the happy smiling faces of others, and bear the accusations and insults imposed on you one by one. No matter how long it takes, no matter what way it takes, I will be here , will always be with you."

Before everything in front of him fell into darkness again, Accelerator thought.

But, Kamijou Touma.

This world is not even willing to give me a chance to redeem my sins.

And the "Song of Spring", which is as brisk as flowing water, is still echoing.