A lot of major events have happened these past few days.
The turmoil in Tokyo Metropolis didn’t even make the world’s top three hotspots—the headlines were all taken.
The first place was “Angel Sighting in Lyon, France.”
A massive and beautiful angel projection appeared in the sky over the city, lasting all night until it disappeared at dawn.
For the Western world, which generally believes in old Jesus, although there were no casualties, it was indeed a very important event.
The Vatican uncharacteristically did not respond to the Angel Sighting incident—probably they were a bit panicked too. Did a real angel actually show up?
From now on, exorcisms for little boys might be a bit more restrained.
The second place was the Biochemical Crisis that broke out in Kolkata, the South Asian Great Power of the Five Permanent Members on YouTube—India ↑ ↓.
So far, a large number of videos have been circulating.
It was as if, in an instant, Blue Bird turned into a bizarre platform, filled with gory videos.
This incident was indeed more serious than the small assassination in Japan.
If the crisis couldn’t be controlled in densely populated Kolkata and millions of zombies were unleashed, it could make all of Asia suffer.
The United Nations announced at dawn that Peacekeeping Forces would be sent to help India, but they were rejected.
India’s side said they had the ability to handle their own affairs.
Domestic netizens reacted: Time to learn from the advanced experience of the Umbrella Corporation.
The third place, which particularly concerned Jiang Jian Yue, was because the incident occurred in Kinshasa—that was within the sphere of influence of Dawn Resources Group (DRG).
On the day before the assassination incident, cracks appeared in the sky over Kinshasa, and a large number of evil creatures, like chunks of flesh, descended from above, slaughtering and devouring everything in sight.
According to estimates by the United Nations Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs, civilian casualties might have reached the millions.
Dawn Resources Group gathered African Forces and, together with United Nations Peacekeeping Forces, resisted on the frontlines.
Currently, the battle remains in a stalemate.
France announced it would send troops to help Africa—they always say they’ll send troops, but in the end, they don’t.
That Prime Minister can flip sides just like me.
The former China-France Former Colonies were squeezed out by Dawn Resources Group, and the French were already out of the game.
Thinking they could stage a comeback with a single deployment is unrealistic.
Odousan was right. Compared to those things above, Japan really could be considered peaceful and safe.
With GPRI collapsing overnight, now every country in the world is caught off guard, facing abnormal events they previously knew nothing about.
Damn GPRI.
During the last class, Jiang Jian Yue, who was secretly slacking off and browsing news on her phone, felt someone watching her.
She looked up and saw the Math Teacher staring at her with a stern gaze—Jiang Jian Yue glared back defiantly: Don’t want your job anymore, huh!
“Jiang Jian, answer this question.”
Heh, you’re brave to speak to me in that tone.
After answering the question on the board about exponential functions, Jiang Jian Yue sat back down and continued scrolling through her phone.
Well~
There’s no way I’d hold a grudge against the teacher over such a trivial matter. It’s not like I’m a bad person.
The whispers of classmates around her drifted over.
“Jiang Jian seems a bit different from before.”
“Yeah.”
Gossiping behind people’s backs isn’t a good habit, you know.
Tap——
Suddenly, a folded piece of paper landed on her desk.
The boy in the front row rubbed his shoulder—obviously trying to cover up the act of passing a note.
Passing notes?
So Japanese high schoolers do this too.
Is this the feeling of youth?
Jiang Jian Yue casually crumpled the note in her hand, opened it, and saw a line: “After school, can you come to the flower bed for a moment? It’s very important—Ikeda.”
Who’s Ikeda again?
Jiang Jian Yue squinted, searching her memory.
She remembered!
It was the green-haired boy sitting in front of her, but for some reason, she could never recall his name.
“If it’s a confession, I’m not coming.”
She wrote this straightforward line on the note, poked Ikeda’s back with her pen, and handed the note back to him.
Ikeda opened the crumpled note with anticipation, but after reading it, his shoulders drooped, clearly wounded.
He didn’t pass the note back, just rested his head on his arms—uncertain whether he was sleeping or secretly shedding tears.
Sigh, being too charming is also a kind of sin.
I sincerely apologize for breaking your heart.
The bell rang.
Jiang Jian Yue packed up, preparing to go home and play games.
“Hey! Hey hey! Jiang Jian-senpai!”
Jiang Jian Yue turned her head.
Standing at the back door was the energetic girl, Kaori Onishi, waving her hand high.
As she approached, she saw Yuki Asahi hiding out of sight behind the door.
Yuki Asahi leaned against the wall, head down—what’s with the brooding act! Put a mask on him and he could cosplay Jiahao.
“Isn’t this the great hero!”
A Class 2-A Male Student passing by shouted in a teasing tone.
Instantly, the commotion drew the attention of students in the corridor, sparking a round of chatter.
“Eh? So this is that Yuki?”
“He’s pretty handsome, more than on TV.”
“Superpower User… uh…”
Yuki Asahi’s eyes were empty—judging by his personality, he’d probably feel embarrassed and blush, but he didn’t.
He looked like a broken doll, making it hard to imagine what horrors he had experienced today.
“Senpai, um, let’s talk somewhere else, okay?”
Kaori Onishi pressed her palms together, glancing at the growing crowd.
Rooftop, the place where (Yuki) fought.
Yuki Asahi seemed to recover a bit from his ruined state, but his eyes still stared at the ground.
“Go ahead.”
Jiang Jian Yue tried to focus her attention on Kaori Onishi.
—Just in case Yuki Asahi used his Ability to “eavesdrop” again.
Though emotions are broad, they still have a certain mind-reading function.
“Hey, Jiang Jian-senpai, you don’t have a club, right?”
Tokiwagi High School doesn’t require club participation—it used to, but since Jiang Jian Yue enrolled, the rule changed.
It’s hard to guess why.
“Yuki-kun doesn’t have a club either, so how about we start a ‘Supernatural Club’!”
Kaori Onishi pumped her fist righteously.
…Boring.
Jiang Jian Yue had no interest in playing schoolhouse with Kaori Onishi. She’d rather go home early and play games.
She had climbed into the top ten of the 5E Battle Platform ladder, and would be able to compete in 5EPL at the end of the season—wasn’t that more fun than playing pretend?
“We can’t form a club with just first-year students, so we came to ask Jiang Jian-senpai! And Jiang Jian-senpai is also a Superpower User, right?”
Yuki Asahi glanced at Jiang Jian Yue in surprise, then looked away.
Well… Jiang Jian-senpai being a Superpower User isn’t that strange.
He didn’t know that Kaori Onishi mistook invisibility for Jiang Jian Yue’s Ability.
“I’m useless, and we still need… an Advisor Teacher.”
Jiang Jian Yue took out her phone to notify Koji Hattori that she’d be coming out late.
To ensure the safety of the young lady, Koji Hattori entered the school as Warehouse Manager after communicating with the school.
“Then let’s go find one!”