In a classroom of the Wang Li Art Institute.

Since school was already out, the people in the classroom were almost gone.

Mirei Misaka was tidying up her desk while chatting with Zax behind her.

After all these days of dating (?) Maybe because they are both weirdos, the two guys who don't fit well in the class gradually get acquainted.

"King Arthur? If those legends are true, he is indeed a great hero. ”

Zax. Phil's expression looked a little lazy, perhaps because he was sleepy from the sunset outside the window.

But in fact, he is an insomniac, and he can't sleep at all, and now he probably feels dazzling because of the direct sunset from the window.

"Huh? What's going on with such a bland reaction, King Arthur! Saber: Ah! Artoria, eh! Silly King! ”

Compared with Zax, who looked indifferent, Misaka Meiling was excited to shoot the case:

"As an Englishman, do you feel so cold about my king?"

"I want to correct your statement below, that is not your king, it is the king of our English, and the strange names in the back are unheard of in the next, it's too rude!"

"It's noisy! Obviously, I just made a cold comment like 'He's a great hero'! ”

Looking at a puffy-looking girl, Zax retorted confidently:

"I think the word 'HERO' is the highest praise anyway, right?"

"Huh"

Meiling put her index finger on her lower lip and thought,

"Hero, is it the best compliment, at least the sentence 'handsome, cool, almost incomparable' to describe it, it feels like an antique in a museum, are you an old man?"

"I haven't reached that age yet, but listening to your tone, it seems that 'hero' is not the highest praise, are you looking down on 'hero'?"

"Huh? Not really."

"So, Hero, what the hell do you think?"

"Isn't that hero hero, Hero, just H (エッチ) and ero (Gongkou)!"

"You are insulting the word hero! Don't think you don't know the mud bomb language!! ”

"Huh?! Is Mud Bang an international lingua franca? Why are you even joking, joking! I'm sorry! I was wrong! ――”

Seeing that the young gentleman seemed to be stimulated to the point of madness, Mirei Misaka immediately supported the table with both hands and bowed his head to apologize:

"--Please put the chair down first!"

"Ahem! ――”

Putting down his chair and straightening the bow tie around his neck, Zax cleared his throat:

"Sorry, a slight gaffe."

Misaka Miling looked at Zax, who was sorting out his meter, and sweated profusely:

"This guy, is this guy a serious hero or something, is this guy stupid?"

"Were you thinking about some rudeness?"

"No, no!"

Meiling shook her head like a rattle:

"I just think you seem to care a lot about 'heroes' and say, do you want to be a hero?"

“”

Originally, it was just a casual question, but Zax's expression instantly became as if he remembered something, and there was a hint of self-deprecation in his daze:

"How is it possible to be a hero?"

"Ugh"

Looking at the teenager who was in a state of depression, Mirei Misaka felt as if she had said something that she shouldn't have said, so she could only scratch her cheeks in embarrassment.

"I can't even do it, I'm a coward"

More and more darkness began to envelop Zax, and the boy was even crouching on the floor in Orz's pose.

Mirei Misaka felt that she should do something

"Zax!"

A bright voice sounded in the boy's ears, and then, the wrist of his right hand was grasped by a warm little hand.

"Follow me."

With a blank face, he was dragged by the girl and ran through the corridor, and then up and down the stairs

At the end of the long staircase, a door was kicked open by a maiden kick.

Roof.

On the distant horizon, the scorching red sun was burning.

The setting sun shines on, stretching the shadows of teenagers and girls into long strips.

"Zax. Phil! ”

Facing the direction of the sun, Mirei Misaka turned her back to Zax and asked:

"Look at this sunset, how do you feel?"

Zax looked up and looked ahead, and the figure of the girl in the sunlight was dazzling.

opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a self-deprecating wry smile:

"I don't need Miss Misaka to encourage me yet."

Bang!! ――

Without hesitation, he punched the girl in the face.

“？ ――”

Covering his face in embarrassment, Zax staggered back.

"Zax!"

The girl crossed her waist, and beads of sweat on her cheeks flowed down the gentle arc:

"You just asked me, 'Do you think heroes are not the highest praise?' I'm just answering you - of course not! ”

“”

"Look at this sunset—"

She pointed back to the sun that was burning and slowly sinking on the edge of the sky:

"Isn't this a typical 'hero'! Knowing that the night was coming, but he didn't give up from beginning to end, and even tried his best to radiate the last light and heat hero while being swallowed by the darkness, isn't this kind of guy stupid!! ”

"You! ――”

"What am I! Heroes or something, they're stupid! The guy who persevered until the end and didn't give up; The guy who stepped up when no one was standing up; Guys who can sacrifice themselves for the sake of others; Guys who know the result but are still in front of the wheel of fate, these guys, not stupid, what! ”

Listening to the girl's loud questioning, Zax whispered with a gloomy face:

"At the end of the day, you're still looking down on 'heroes', right?"

"Huh? Look down on? Which ear did you hear me say that? ”

The girl with her back to the sun, only her brown eyes are shining:

"Listen up!"

The girl took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly:

"This idiot - I like !! best"

"Huh?"

Facing the sluggish Zax, Misaka Meiling kept saying:

"It's stupid things to do, and you won't even be understood, only stupid people do such things, right? So, 'hero' or something is synonymous with stupidity! If you want to say praise, it is definitely not a compliment! How can you praise people with stupid people! Even if you replace 'stupid' with 'hero', it's definitely not the best thing to say to praise others, right? @#￥%！ ……”

Taking a breath, Mirei Misaka stared into Zax's eyes,

"Do you understand?"

Really, this guy, really, is different from everyone else

Zax. Phil straightened up in a good moment:

"I understand it under it"

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he seemed to have figured out something:

"But it's stupid though"

Miyoshi Misaka's face also showed a relaxed smile:

"Yes, albeit stupid"

"Such a fool - I like !! best" X2

The sun had completely set, and the sky was getting darker.

In front of the Wang Li Art Academy, Miyoshi Misaka and Zax walked out of the gate side by side.

"Now, I don't know what you've been through, and I won't ask if you don't tell me."

Misaka Meiling stretched her waist, it was strange that she didn't work hard to go to the fifth floor in a hurry just now, and she didn't eat the cover or anything, so now she feels a little muscle soreness:

"But ah, during my time in England, if I see your expression again, I will wake you up at any time!"

Zax smiled, not out of politeness, but from the heart, full of kindness:

"I see, thank you, Miss Misaka."

"Huh?"

"Thank you, Misaka."

"That's pretty much it."

Twisting her neck left and right, Miyoshi Misaka turned around and waved her hand as she walked along the street:

"See you tomorrow, then."

Zax is obviously a guy with a story, and he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can tell himself, but Mirei Misaka feels that this does not prevent the two from becoming friends - how can there be no reservations between people? 'Thinking that the other party is not a friend enough because the other party has something to hide from him' is an rude idea that ignores the privacy of others, and anyone has some black history that they don't want others to know and even they want to forget

All in all, Zax is a pretty good guy! It's a good friend.

"Ah, sorry, please wait a minute."

The street lamps that had just been lit up on the side of the street seemed to have something wrong, and they all made a "hiss-pop" sound, and then went out.

Darkness completely covered the streets.

“？”

Mirei Misaka stopped in surprise, and she heard the friend behind her who was officially recognized by her today say:

"Thanks to you, I finally made up my mind to do what I should do"

Turning his head stiffly, he saw, Zax. Phil, slowly pulling something out of his collar behind his back—

That's a huge single-edged sword.

It was as if there was another space inside the collar, and the huge piece of iron, which looked like it couldn't be stuffed into, was pulled out entirely.

The sword is thirty-three centimeters wide, three centimeters thick, and more than 162 centimeters long, and the shape is more like a knife, giving people a sense of wild and noble shock.

Huge, heavy, hard, sharp

"The name of the sword is destroyed.,It's not a famous sword.,It's just a hand.,Then,In order to show my gratitude to you.,Here,Report the name of the magic below"

Zax. Phil, speaking slowly in a deep voice:

"My name - Dream00014 (here to prove that the road to dreams is not alone)"

With just one hand, he raised the heavy giant sword,

"Mirei Misaka, for the sake of Britain, please die here-"