The flavor of the quest is strong, and the system's on the ball.
[Mission detected: 'Unknown Past - Date Wataru'.]
[Quest Details: Everyone has an unspeakable wound, an unknown past, a fatal turn in life.]
[Quest Reward: Low-level Painkillers +1.]
Ichijō Mirai glanced at it, his eyes falling on the quest reward, making a judgment: it's a quest, but not too important.
Low-level Painkillers were involved in almost every quest's reward, and painkillers seemed to be an everyday necessity, like food and water for normal people, and like experience for players.
It's a necessity.
Ichijō Mirai took a pill of Low-level Painkillers without changing his expression, and got a system prompt: [You have taken 'Low-level Painkillers', and will be in a pain-free state for eight hours. Please pay attention to your body at all times to avoid unconsciousness and death.]
The aches and pains in the calves and lower back from standing tense for a few minutes faded, and a numbness that was completely senseless spread.
[Painkiller countdown: 07 hours, 59 minutes, 58 seconds (03 hours, 45 minutes, 32 seconds).]
The former is the expiration of the painkiller Ichijō Mirai just took, and the latter is the expiration of the painkiller in [Year 0].
The expiration of the painkillers were counted separately, but the wooden omamori opened from the mystery box was still there.
Ichijō Mirai tried to hypothesize: "Because of the time difference, the wooden omamori might have lasted three years, but the painkillers' expiration date was only eight hours, so they wouldn't have lasted three years."
Then, "What if you took too many painkillers in the year 0, and the painkillers lasted more than three years?"
There's more to time than painkillers.
He opened the system store and looked at the only thing he could buy.
[Social Blind Box: 0 (Purchasable)].
[Purchase successful.]
[Detected that you are in a special state, more than a single digit number of people are watching you from a close distance, do you choose to open it?]
Ichijō Mirai didn't turn it on for the time being, since it wasn't easy to get things out of the military position formation.
He saved the file again, ignoring all the prefixes of raising favorability and making good relationships and so on, and asked Date Wataru directly, "It sounds like you have a past that you don't know about, can you tell me about it please?"
It was too direct, too blunt.
Date Wataru had never met anyone who was so bluntly inquisitive about someone's privacy on their first meeting, it was almost impolite.
'Almost'.
Ichijō Mirai's tone of voice was polite, his wording was polite, he even used 'please', but his behavior was not very polite.
"I," Date Wataru paused, "I'm not some..."
In the front row, Morofushi Hiromitsu whispered, "It's halftime."
Huh?
Ichijō Mirai turned his attention to the other side and found that the disciplinarian who had been reluctant to manage the military posture team had started to move.
The discipline officer was about 30 or 40 years old, and looked like an office worker who had been asked to work overtime. He was in a bad mood and had a very serious expression. "Half an hour is up, you can all relax and take a rest."
He glanced at Ichijō Mirai, who had just joined the ranks a short time ago, and then looked sideways at the entrance of the police school, noticing that there was an instructor bringing a new student, so he waited for that new student to enter the range where he could be heard, and briefly amplified the rules, "You can take a break every thirty minutes."
"You can choose to turn off the countdown on your watch and take a ten-minute break. You can choose to slow down the countdown by half, take a ten-minute break and then stand at attention for five minutes. You can choose not to take a break and continue standing at attention for ten minutes."
"During the break, you can only move around in this area, and you can't make a lot of noise."
"By the way," the discipline officer looked at the freshmen in the first row, "those whose countdowns have reached zero, you can come to me to register and set your watches. You don't have to stand there anymore. Go report to the dormitory."
The military formation dispersed, and except for Ichijō Mirai and Date Wataru, everyone else in the fourth row immediately sat down to rest as if relieved.
But the rest of the formation didn't move.
In other words, they didn't act quickly at the first opportunity.
They moved their legs and feet slowly, either hopping with each step as if they had springs under their feet, or walking upright with their soles rubbing against the ground, and then sat down with even greater difficulty when they reached the side, their faces all showing the same gloomy, miserable, and hideous expressions.
Most of the people in the first row went to the discipline officer to register and finish the entrance examination.
Matsuda Jinpei and Kenji Hagiwara in the second row, and Furuya Rei and Morofushi Hiromitsu in the third row did not move.
Date Wataru in the fourth row didn't move either.
He explains, "I've only been standing for a while, I don't need to rest."
Having just recently said that he didn't agree with Onidzuka Hachizo's views on not joining the police academy because of his injuries, and having just been offended by the blunt questioning of his privacy, Date Wataru paused and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to rest?"
Ichijō Mirai: "No."
Not only not now, but also not for the next few breaks.
For others, rest is a ray of light in the long torture. For Ichijō Mirai, who took painkillers and temporarily lost his pain sensation, resting for ten minutes is to add the boredom of sitting to the boredom of standing for a long time.
Before Ichijō Mirai asked Date Wataru again, Morofushi Hiromitsu from the third row took the initiative to explain why he chose not to take a break, "Jinpei and Kenji are only a few minutes away from standing for three hours."
A break would be a waste of time.
He took over Kenji Hagiwara's serious teasing towards Matsuda Jinpei, and said, "I don't hold a grudge against Jinpei, but I will definitely remember your Furuya classmate very well."
"We won't take a break this time, so if we stand for three hours, it will coincide with the next break time."
"Besides," Morofushi Hiromitsu pleaded, "I can barely feel my legs."
To rest, you have to hop around like a crab in a hot pan.
If you stand for a long time, you can't relax and sit on the ground like the freshmen do. Instead, you should move your body to relax your muscles.
It is better not to rest and finish standing in one breath.
Ichijō Mirai realized, "I see."
He didn't mince words, giving sincere praise to those who had made the same decision as himself to 'not rest', "Very smart decision."
Morofushi Hiromitsu was speechless, "Kujō-san is very..."
He doesn't have a normal sense of boundaries.
But he's not too annoying, on the contrary, he's serious and interesting.
"One of my elders is a serving police officer," he said. "He said that the reform of the police academy this time was temporary. When the admission list came out, they held a meeting for a few days and decided to rush the reform and implement elite education for the police academy students."
"The so-called 'elite education' refers to the immediate elimination of police cadets who do not pass the assessment criteria."
"But in the first level of shooting, there were a few students who didn't hit the target, but the instructor still let them pass."
When dealing with people who are direct, you have to be even more direct.
Morofushi Hiromitsu simply revealed some information without asking if it was related to Ichijō Mirai, only saying, "Kujō-san, you need to be careful."
"If there is anything you need,"
For example, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, healing wounds, cooperating with each other in police school courses, etc.
"We can cooperate."