Two People's Resolve

Satou Yunona fell into a dream.

It was the same boring daily life as usual, with the teacher writing math formulas on the blackboard with chalk.

Satou Yunona took notes with some distress.

tan2A = 2tanA / [1 - (tanA)^2], she wrote down a formula in her notebook with beautiful handwriting, and the girl's gaze drifted to the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

"Ah, the double angle formula is going to be the death of me," the girl secretly cursed in her heart.

Outside, the Honkai outbreak had already swept through Changkong City. With Senba Academy as the source, Satou Yunona's probability of death was nearly one hundred percent.

Even with excellent Honkai Energy resistance, the girl's frail body lacked the combat power to resist Mortals and Honkai Beasts.

Yet, under such circumstances, Satou Yunona was brought into a mental dream by some unknown entity, unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, the Honkai outside had turned the city into a living hell.

And the girl was leisurely passing her days in the dream.

Su Qing'an was on his way.

Even though he could deduce the safest method without thinking, the young man was going against it at this moment. If the Dojo's location in Changkong City was considered a relatively safe area, then Senba Academy was undoubtedly the center of hell.

Ever since he came to this world, he had worked so hard, wasn't it all to survive?

But why, without any hesitation, did he get on the Kawasaki H2R parked at the Dojo and ride towards Senba Academy?

This was the motorcycle he had prepared to escape when the Honkai broke out. Although it was extremely expensive and couldn't be legally ridden on public roads, Kawasaki had classified the H2R as a track-only vehicle. Its ferocious horsepower was hidden within this steel beast. For Su Qing'an, who only intended to use it for escape after the city collapsed, it was the most suitable.

300 horsepower, a top speed of 400 km/h, a supercharged engine, and a full carbon fiber aerodynamic body kit – all of these were excellent aids for escape. He had previously memorized most of the maps and routes in Changkong City. Given the immense destructive power of the Honkai Beasts, this action was undoubtedly a contingency for survival.

And now, he was using this Kawasaki H2R, meant for escape, and the escape routes he had meticulously recorded, all to quickly reach Senba Academy.

Su Qing'an himself didn't understand. It was highly likely that he was just undertaking a risky and useless endeavor, as Satou Yunona's probability of death was infinitely close to one hundred percent.

Going there now would only increase his own probability of death and be meaningless.

But, but.

On the deserted road, he accelerated the motorcycle to its maximum speed, the supercharged engine roaring in his ears.

If I don't go, I'll regret it.

Even though Su Qing'an feared death, was afraid of getting hurt, and refused to fight, he would endure a thousand times more pain and torment than these, but he would never regret it.

There was nothing in this world more helpless than regret. It meant that you once had the opportunity to save what you cherished, but lost it completely due to hesitation.

Muryōtō Himeko was in a good mood.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her nose was high, her flawless white skin had a faint rosy hue, and her amber eyes seemed to sparkle with a smile. She had the appearance of a standard mature woman, but her moist lips, coated with a light-colored lipstick, gave her a somewhat girlish aura.

Her vibrant red hair, scattered over her shoulders, added a touch of charm. Today, she was wearing casual clothes that she rarely wore, the kind she used to wear in her student days. Wearing them now, she felt a sense of nostalgia.

To maintain her image as a gentle older sister in front of Su Qing'an, Muryōtō Kiko had made great efforts. Even the watch on her wrist, as an accessory, was a popular style favored by young girls this year.

She hadn't seen him in a while. Ever since Su Qing'an's parents passed away, Ji Zi had decided to take responsibility for his upbringing. However, as soon as she convinced him to come to Japan, several urgent missions came up, preventing her from visiting Su Qing'an.

Although his recent email responses seemed much more cheerful, Jizi still wanted to see Su Qing'an's living situation with her own eyes to be somewhat at ease.

"Hmm," she said, looking at her reflection with some satisfaction. She should look like a gentle older sister now, right?

Although she had a gentle side to her personality, the usual Muryōtō Himeko rarely showed it, giving people the impression of being sometimes frivolous, sometimes cool and reliable.

Should she bring a gift for that kid? But that child seemed uninterested in everything, which was quite a headache.

Jizi fell into distress.

"Major Kiana! Headquarters has issued an emergency notice: a large-scale Honkai outbreak has occurred in Changkong City."

The emergency communicator issued by Destiny rang, and the news it brought instantly wiped the smile from Muryōtō Kiko's face.

Chang...kong City?

A large-scale Honkai outbreak in Changkong City? If it was true.

"Changkong City, a Honkai outbreak?" Murata Himeko confirmed with the person on the other end of the communicator.

If it was true.

"Yes, Major Himeko. It is estimated that there will be very few survivors in Changkong City. Destiny has already blocked all transportation channels leading to Changkong City, using the public opinion of infectious disease BH to control the situation in the Far East. Please prepare for action. According to your GPS location, the Hyperion will arrive above you in ten minutes."

Su Qing'an was dead. Muryōtō Kiko concluded with her experience and rationality from years of fighting the Honkai.

This strong and eternally optimistic woman seemed on the verge of being crushed by immense sorrow at a certain moment.

Muryōtō Himeko, you were the one who made him come to Changkong City.

If he was truly dead, you caused his direct death without even seeing him one last time.

You, you broke your promise.

You failed to take care of him, and even caused his death.

"I have to see for myself. Until I see that child's body, I won't give up," she told herself, but it sounded like powerless self-comfort and prayer.

Major Jizi's fingers instinctively clenched into fists. The uncontrolled force made her knuckles turn white. If it weren't for a warrior's discipline leading her to rarely grow her nails long, it would be normal for them to be embedded in her flesh right now.

Using her warrior's will, she suppressed all the pain and tied her scattered long hair into a ponytail with a rubber band.

"Ten minutes is too slow. Within five minutes, I want the Hyperion to appear before me," she commanded expressionlessly, wiping the faint lipstick from her lips with a tissue.

"Yes, Major Himeko." The communicator connection was severed.

Jizi stared blankly at her disheveled reflection in the mirror, speechless for a moment.

Honkai.

Murata Himeko suddenly smiled, her expression as cold as a blade's edge, a certain resolve igniting in her amber eyes.