I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

The light that fell from the dark sky toward the inner layer of Oakley is certain.

The black giant hit him in the form of an intercept, and he played it all over.

Yes, it scattered (...).

A flash of destruction. A falling pillar of malicious light.Much of that was done by giant black fists.

Foggy as offset, but missing shards from falling points

It was about a radial splash that struck the surrounding buildings.

It caused damage to buildings and fires all over the interior.

Lost light, no energy, no equipment, no system

In a large city (Oakley) that has stopped and no organization has been able to move.

The only fosta that has stopped moving is that of the city's inhabitants, from outside.

Those who came were moving as usual. But this place is just...

Residential city. It's just a city where people do business.There are a small number of tourists.

There are also many people on the Earth's side.Even if he had a terminal, self-defense would be in Sekiyama.

Not to mention whether we can take collective and coordinated action.

So, because it was a coincidence that I was in this city.

It's just the Garest School people.So it's mostly school students.

When a composed rescue team was working to extinguish and rescue fires everywhere.

In a way, I was more busy blowing fire than they were.

Oakley Central Station, a temporary tent on the square in front of it and its interior.

It was created as a temporary command post where angry reports and instructions were sent.

It was flying.

"Fire information updated! The fire in the C4 area won't stop!"

Ah, let the fire squad focus on preventing the spread of fire until the rescue squad arrives!

"More transporters than C12 area!Request backup from local medical team! "

"Still not enough!?

Contact the student who sent you to the hospital!Just borrow some men! "

"Reconnaissance team, we have a major accident!I'm asking for instructions! "

"From next to next... you can't just leave me alone!

Leave half of them behind to check the presence and condition of the rescuers!Work with the rest of the team!

The rest of you, move to your scheduled location!There's still a lot of unobserved space! "

Focus on the things that synchronized each of the fostas that students and faculty had.

It's an impromptu device made with various devices that I've been carrying around for school and travel records.

Communications and information aggregation and analysis systems provide reliable work for a small number of operators

I did. But there are more of them in time than there are in time.

What was missing was accurate instructions for gathering information, reports, and requests.

He was a man who could get out.

"Ahhhh, even if I narrow down my range of activities... the load won too much"

The burden on the only Commander (Freelance) is so great that he whispers such a stupid whisper.

Other faculty members should take it for granted that they have no experience in this field.

Even if students are taught knowledge and emergency response, the practice of rescue work is different.

Still, faculty members who are good at handling exoskeletons and skills have to go to the field.

The rest of the faculty also provide backup support in various places.

Only former and professional military personnel have the knowledge and experience to take overall command.

No, I thought about their position as a schoolteacher, even if they were alone.

She is not the one who originally stood behind her and gave instructions, though she may be.

He cut himself into the enemy line, both capably and personally, and followed instructions.

It's supposed to be the splendid work of Freire as a commander in his career.

I don't have a brave name. Somewhat better than leaving it to a total amateur,

Her name was appropriate for obeying the students and for assuming responsibility in their case.

That's why the school's most powerful fighters are at the command post.

When things happened, she had to adjust her schedule later and contact everywhere.

We were at a central station where it was easy to see the area and get in touch with the outside world.

Speaking of reasons, those of you who have been heavily responsible for areas you're not good at.

Whatever it is, it is not something that has accumulated.

"Fufu, you look busy, Miss Dunage."

"Ah, Professor Shiroda, if you have time for jokes, I'd like you to work!?"

It was a sticky smile on his face.

A woman with black rim glasses who hangs tight and has long, rough hair.

I'm Natsumi Shiroda, a technical teacher at Garest College.

I don't want to rely on you, but I also want you to play in this situation.

Putting it out of sight was also a person who made me feel that it was a problem.

"Ahahah, that's right!We need to be useful at times like this.

You could get kicked out of school! "

Ah!

"I just wanted to say, there's nothing I can do about it."

"... you couldn't restore the system?"

A glimpse of the free-range gaze turned behind Natsumi Shiroda.

There is a tablet type foster placed on a simple work desk.

I don't know if she's working on something, but she's not touching it.

The phenomenon of space monitors appearing, darkening, and later disappearing was repeated.

"It's impossible to restore something that doesn't even exist to me."

"They don't exist... they destroyed the city management system?

It must exist only on the data, divided into multiple parts. "

"Well, if any of them are damaged or destroyed, don't let the whole thing die at once.

Even if that were to happen, there would still be a large number of servers in reality.

We even have an emergency system to temporarily replace them, but they used you.

so that the system in the cloud is running normally from any device

Looks like the backup system is the only thing that's been running around here lately. "

"What? Say, no... help me teach Satou for a while!

Operator, report switches to Idea Communication!Continue teaching, Shiroda. "

This is not something you can listen to while reporting verbally or giving instructions back.

Also, when people who are focused on operator work ask me bad stories,

The free-ray that I've determined is that the sound insulating barrier just stretches around them, inside the brain.

I confronted her with one of my divided consciousness while answering.

"Ahahah, that's tough. Well, this is a planned crime.

I don't know how long it's been, but the main management system is just Gawa.

It was. And since at least half a month ago, it's been an emergency substitute.

I used to run one city with only one thing.Of course, it's overloaded.

Another kind of time limit device.That's why at one moment you're at your limit, bang!

I could play. "

That was today.

Perhaps the real server is dead from the foundation.

She laughed and told me.Sure, it's a pre-recovery issue.

The only way to revive something that doesn't exist, something that's physically damaged, from afar.

No genius can do it.

"That's not true... no, but even though it's falling into a privately owned fosta,

What do you mean!? And even if the system dies at once,

Not all of Oakley will lose light at once!

Can't even the photon supply line do the same!? "

"As far as I can tell from what I've done with my handheld device, I can't tell you, but Fosta...

The virus must have been planted.The killer was running it temporarily.

From the city network to Fosta for all residents.The light disappeared at the same time.

Except for the stars and the sun, it works the same way.to the heart of the main photon furnace via the management system

You planted the virus and stopped it at the right time.

At the same time, the control line seems to have been damaged, so we can't recover it from the outside.

I doubt the activation program is alive in the first place. Well, if I'm the killer,

I'll probably self-destruct with a manual reboot. "

"Ah, that sucks... but the recovery is..."

"Well, if you can get time, manpower, and equipment, like the end of the auxiliary system,

Maybe we can get something new to use for deception.

If you don't have a core or a system, I can build it, and if there's a trap,

Confident to disarm. However, I need to play both directly.

Go where the real servers or the core itself are... no good? "

"No! I'm running out of everything right now!

And I can't allow that! Damn it! "

Natsumi Shiroda's brain and technical skills are recognized as geniuses by both worlds.

They were said to have personality problems and were driven to school over the middle of the year, and

It's the same person who's trapped.The urgency of the situation at this command post.

Even the operators who crossed the monitors in many of the damage are making their faces look bad.

It's just that he's in a good mood and he's talking about desperate facts.

It was clear that something was skewed. Even now,

"Eh, I thought you were going to burn the real core."

It was a grand spill.Freelie has a headache in a double sense.

Anyway, it is suspected that she was a collaborator in the incident that happened in Victoria the other day.

He could be the life of a city, the heart of a photon furnace, the management system.

It's a choice you can't make even in an emergency. So it's dramatic.

If there's one, I'd be lost, but if we don't have as many people as she does, we don't even have the ends.

The risk is only high because she says she can't recover.

"Kh, I didn't expect you to have been so thoroughly done... now then.

Oakley is as good as dead! "

"That's strange to say. I wonder what the total organ replacement is from the brain after it settles down.

Ahah, it's kind of like our school, right? "

"It's not funny!"

"Ufufu, I'm sorry.

But it's better than that pillar of light falling. "

Shiroda Natsumi posted it, but somewhere with a pleasant smile

The A4-sized space monitor was pushed against the freelance so as to pull.

It displays a visual of the normal Oakley from within the dome.

But in the next moment, the light fell to the east of the inner city without being surrounded by darkness.

Unlike reality, that dark giant arm didn't get in the way, and the direct light was destroyed at once.

It explodes and swallows everything. Yes, everything.

"Nh...."

Breathtaking. Even if it's just a simulation footage, it's cool and sweaty.

A high wave of white light spreads in a circle from the drop point.Class of 50 m high

With the power and speed with which buildings disappear in an instant without daze.Just look at the light.

It feels like a giant bud is falling and even blooming.

On the contrary, it was tough. My spine freezes.It's just a few seconds of light blooming in the video.

Approximately two-thirds of the whole Oakley was wiped out from the center.

The heartland has become a huge crater, as if it had been from the beginning

There is nothing left (...) to imagine it was a terrain (...).

"The magnitude of the scattered light shards and their destruction marks are the counterweight.

I don't think it's that different from the actual power. Ufu, what?

How can we make such a weapon?It was me who turned off the stars and the sun.

Or is it another one?Ahah, that's interesting. "

Nanica was interested in making that calculation because she was afraid to run.

And to the technology that made it.And the chills of devastating damage.

Fear of who might have been caught up in this, of who targeted it.

The eyes of Natsumi Shiroda have no trace of dust.It's like a girl who's been given sweets.

A dazzling smile staring at a virtual orchid that was destroyed.

My feet fell down without knowing the fear of free-range and inexplicable.

"But this is even better than that!"

And the pure, yet unusual, glow of his eyes, he found the next...

Increase sparkle. Someday the monitor will be replaced and the contents will also be from the CG

To the recording. The sight of the black giant arm that everybody was watching knocking out the light.

"It's not just about the output!It's the light that destroys the city in one shot!

Situationally aggressive attacks that almost offset it without any aftermath

I'm letting go... ufufu, I want to know more about you, my friend. "

Send a gentle, hot gaze and trace the black arm over the monitor with your index finger.

It is true that there is no such thing as a love affair that even neglected freelancers can understand.

Crazy, pure curiosity.But it turns again.

"─ ─ ─ ─ But it's too much.It seems like it's too organized to wake me up. "

From the exalted voice, the color disappears from the expression. Too sudden a change

I was so serious that I thought the person in front of me had been replaced by someone else.

She was laughing, but now she's not really laughing.

"That kid's gonna do it anyway."

"Professor Shiroda, what are you..."

"Hey, Miss Dunage, don't you agree?

A catastrophic devastating blow that has struck us with luck.

Scattered debris, if we're new to the world today,

I can handle it, it's happening right now... it's convenient, isn't it? "

Someone set it up.

To put it bluntly, she is breathtaking because of yesterday's events.

Even if we shut down one city, we can destroy it with a single blow.

Even an attack is only part of a plan. What do you want?

What are you going to do next?Can we handle it ourselves?What can I do?

"No, no!"

Anxiety, fear, and domination return to me in the dark arms (of the monitor) in front of me.

That is certainly something to think about, but not now.

"Thank you for your valuable input, Professor Shiroda.

But I want to put an end to this as a matter of priority. "

A peek at the monitor showing only the destroyed Oakley.

This didn't happen.Thanks to someone. I still owe it to you.

There is something that is protected.Well, then, we have to be able to finish this off.

I have no face to see him from now on.

"Oh, boring."

"So what can you do?"

Huh?

A smile returns to Natsumi Shiroda for a brief, but strong, inquiry.

─ ─ You say a lot, but the status quo is useless. Can you do anything? ─ ─

I often find it interesting to notice hidden provocations.

She did have some of the causes, some of the killers' hands.

I've exposed it, but when it comes to what I need right now, it's not much.

It helped us figure out the status quo, but in any case, the recovery during the rescue operation...

It was the same thing from the freestyle that I didn't expect.

"Okay, I'll do it for you. He was killed by a virus while he was here.

I'm going to restart the Fosta sequentially, but not all of the city at once.

Limit it to the area where our student rescue team is working..... "

"Can you do that?"

"I want at least 15 minutes of time for this equipment, but it's not impossible.

You didn't shut down the system, but you shut down the energy source and the external connections.

I didn't lose it.I just couldn't start it. Force it here.

If we intervene to eliminate the cause, it will move to the point where we can survive today.

I don't guarantee it. "

"... okay, please do it.But we can restore it.

Not civilian, but military, police, fire, hospital-owned fosta.

Make it a priority. "

"Ah, it would certainly be more efficient if you could move.

I just want a few more minutes from the number and the difficulty... okay?

May I touch you? "

"If you don't do anything other than recover, I'll take responsibility."

"Ahah, you're telling me more than I thought, Kensei Garest.

Fufu, I see... should I say good? "

"Ah, strange, why are you so uncomfortable!"

I know, and that's the rhetoric I used with Natsumi Shiroda.

As he said, Freire, unlike him, somehow only feels uncomfortable.

Crazy smiles and Kensei's sharp eyes drove purple electricity rather than sparks.

However, it was Freire who immediately distorted his face and lost his sight.

"Oh, is that face a troubling report?"