Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

The next moment, Hoshino's petite body crashed into the husband's arms like a cannonball, throwing him to the ground.

"Hoshino! What are you doing..."

The gentleman frowned and was about to speak out, but his throat was already tightly squeezed by Hoshino's little hand.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Hoshino's face.

The girl gritted her teeth, and the cold color in her eyes was incredibly cold.

"That's it, sir, that's it! You brought this on yourself. I know there's nothing I can do to stop you from moving forward, so--"

"Cut off your hands, break your feet, slit your vocal cords, gouge out your eyes, pierce your eardrums, so that you can't see, hear, scream, or run away, Only in this way - only in this way can you stay with us willingly, right?"

Hoshino laughed softly, his hoarse voice like a ghost,

"Yes, I should have thought of it earlier... As soon as a student calls for help, the teacher will immediately run to save them, but at the cost of his own life..."

"Then, as long as you can't hear the students' calls for help and can't act, I can keep you by my side."

Hoshino’s fingers pinched Mr.’s throat,

With just a slight exertion, Mr.'s face turned blue.

Hoshino smiled sadly.

Although the man in front of me is already in a state of embarrassment,

But the steely light in his light gray eyes has not faded even a bit.

She should have known this was the outcome.

The violence he is best at cannot make him surrender.

She could not free this man from his duties.

What else can she do?

She can't do anything.

The outcome has long been doomed, ever since that bloody day...

Do not,

From the moment he stepped into the office of the Countermeasures Committee, from the moment he joined Xia Lai,

The ending is already doomed.

She let go of her husband and stood up.

"Cough, cough..."

The gentleman calmed down his violent breathing, and his dim eyes gradually regained their luster.

There was no anger or blame in his eyes when he looked at Hoshino.

Only worries.

"Hoshino..."

"I'm going to prepare the equipment, sir. I will participate in tomorrow's battle."

Hoshino forced out his last smile, put his hands on his husband's chest, and pushed it gently.

"Goodbye."

The gentleman took two steps back.

Hoshino walked into the door of the Countermeasures Committee's dormitory and closed the door with a bang.

After hearing the footsteps outside the door gradually disappearing,

Hoshino's body leaned against the door, gradually sliding down.

The girl covered her face, crying and laughing.

Chapter 053: Day 048·Midnight①

Mr. Sitting alone at his desk.

His face was as hard as a steel plate, and his light gray eyes were staring firmly at something placed on the table.

The silver-white pod produced by Millennium Academy has no communication function, but can store a large amount of documents and audio data.

In this digital age, it is a must-have notebook for every self-disciplined person.

Under the dim light, the screen was densely filled with small characters, with dates written on them, like some kind of diary.

The husband opened his eyes wide and tried to imprint every word on his retinas.

He chanted in a deep voice:

"On March 3, I bought a calculator for Hayase Yuka as a birthday gift. She was very happy."

"On April 4, I accompanied Baizi on a bicycle tour to visit the Abydos border."

"On May 5, Shengyuan Weihua called me to the atrium garden of Holy Trinity. She seemed to want to say something to me, but she ran away after seeing me."

Every sentence recorded in the silver-white pod is about something related to the students.

Cities, deserts, snowy mountains...

Abydos, Millennium, Gehna, Holy Trinity...

Every word he said to the students, everything he did with them, everything he experienced together in life and death,

He recorded everything faithfully and verbatim.

The husband squeezed his palms tightly, gritted his teeth, and continued to read.

Read it word by word.

If any students were around him right now and saw him gritting his teeth and mumbling words, they might be frightened.

Maybe you would look at him with tears in your eyes and ask him why he tortured himself and why he did such unnecessary things.

Only he knows the answer.

Only he himself understands that this is not a 'superfluous matter'.

It is a homework that Mr. must do every day.

As for why...

"a ha ha ha……"

The husband covered his eyes. He was still smiling, but a line of tears had flowed from his eyes.

"Damn it...the memory...has begun to lose its hold..."

This man who still pretends to be upright and upright in front of the students,

He was silent at this moment, his face paler than paper.

In order to save Kivotos, Mr. Wang forcibly intervened in the causal cycle of this world at the expense of his own power and body and soul.

And the price of saving the world is far more than just the physical collapse.

His will, his soul, his memory...all the elements needed to constitute his existence will be integrated into Kivotos,

Integrating into the world he swore to protect.

With an iron will and determination to never give up, he had barely fought against this cruel fate.

He concentrated, strengthened his will, and recorded everything he and his students had experienced together in his 'notebook'.

Every lonely and unbearable night, every morning tortured by illness, he forced himself to retell those precious experiences.

He must become the 'sir' he was and nothing else.

Otherwise it will all be over.

The students needed him, the unrest in Kivotos called to him,

How could he give up his responsibilities at this time when there is still no peace?

However, humans have their limits after all.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he forced himself, he forced himself to squeeze out the last bit of potential in his body,

This man named Sir finally reached his limit amid endless torture.

His memory, along with his neurological decline, is being irrevocably lost.

He must look back on the past more often than before, relive everything he has experienced with the students, play the role of this 'sir' well, and complete his final mission——

Let peace be restored to Kivotos so that students can have a future free from gloom.

Before this,

Before that, he was not qualified to die.

Chapter 053: Day 048·Midnight②

"call……"

A sigh of relief burst out from the gentleman's thin chest.

'Looking back' into his memory again.

It's like a piece of chewing gum that has been chewed countless times. It has become bland and tasteless in your mouth.

Those memories treasured in his heart, those irreplaceable precious moments of getting along with students and living and dying with them,

In his heart, he could no longer inspire any emotion.

The extremely vivid and beautiful memories of the past, after being ruminated countless times, have long since lost their emotional color, leaving only records like pieces of old parchment.

He could barely feel what he was fighting for.

There was only an extremely powerful inertia left in his heart, an unparalleled obsession that was pushing him to continue moving forward.

There was less passion in his eyes, and he was more rational, like a precision machine.

But that's no big deal.

Although he has lost his touch, he has not forgotten how to perform.

As long as he puts his mind to it, he can simulate any desired emotion.

"Squeak~~~"

The door of the office was pushed open.

He subconsciously raised his head, raised a smile, and greeted the guests who arrived late at night with a natural gesture.

A petite and thin figure was leaning against the door.

Those light pink-purple eyes looked far away from the gentleman's light gray ones.

The clear light of the silver moon reflected her beautiful cheeks, and a few strands of hair scattered messily between her forehead.

"Xiao Zi——"

He called out.

The girl forced a smile, walked up to her husband, and said softly:

"Sir, you are still busy so late. You are really diligent."

"It's just a review of past battles. It doesn't take much effort."

The husband lied without changing his expression and his heart did not skip a beat, "Oh, Xiaozi, it's so late. Do you have anything important to do with me?"

Bai Zhouzi's face turned pale for a moment, and he shook his head blankly:

"It's nothing important, sir. It's just that I heard... you are going to start combat operations tomorrow?"

The gentleman nodded slightly:

"We plan to conduct reconnaissance of the environment near a power armor factory in Millennium College. This is a simple spotting mission and is not very dangerous."

"Why don't you take me with you?"

Bai Zhouzi looked forward with hope in her eyes, her messy hair covering her front eyes, hiding half of the fanaticism in her pink-purple eyes: