At the age of twenty-two, only a few years had passed, and together with the name 'Furuya Rei', it had become a somewhat distant dream for Amuro Tōru, the most indistinct warm light that the undercover agent could see when he looked back in the darkness.
Only in a few moments does he briefly experience the paradoxical absurdity of waking up and being in a dream.
For example, when he was addressed as 'Mr. Furuya' by his recalcitrant contact, or when he had cleared all his daily tasks and was sitting up in bed at two or three in the morning in front of the dim neon lights and silent neighborhoods of Tokyo.
Amuro Tōru turned off the lamp on the nightstand, closed his eyes in the steep darkness, and because of today's daytime events, recalled for the first time in a long time the events of his distant police academy days.
After the shocking entrance examination, it was...
The more he remembers, the more his consciousness blurs, and he finally falls into a soft, sweet dream.
After the shocking entrance exam, there was an even more shocking accident.
At 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning, Matsuda Jinpei and Furuya Rei, who had been standing for three hours during the day, were both awake and fighting in the dim light.
The fight was a mix of white and red.
White, Matsuda Jinpei's dentures.
Red, Furuya Rei's blood.
"You lost your teeth," Furuya Rei wipes the blood off his face and stares intently at his opponent, "Is that okay?"
Matsuda Jinpei smiles but doesn't laugh, "It's just a false tooth."
"You've been on your feet for more than three hours today. Is your leg okay? Just admit defeat!"
Their fists clashed for a moment, quickly staggered, and slammed painfully into each other's faces, making irritated noises at each other.
"In the end," Matsuda Jinpei said as he parted his fists, "what I am most annoyed with is this stupid stubborn police force that doesn't know how to adapt."
'Stupid stubborn police officer', after a friendly translation, can be translated as 'persistent police officer'.
Furuya Rei: "?"
He said rationally: "Then you shouldn't have asked me out for a fight."
"You shouldn't just ask me out, you should ask that guy out too, let's fight you two on one."
He didn't say who that guy was, and Matsuda Jinpei didn't ask. For a moment, he showed a toothache expression that he didn't even show when his dentures fell out, "That guy, ugh, is annoying."
"How can someone stand at attention for three hours without rest, and then continue to stand with his so-called companions? After standing, he did not stick to the companion concept, did not go to the infirmary with others, and took the medicine back to the dormitory by himself."
This is a...
Matsuda Jinpei is too short on words to be specific, so I'll just summarize it as follows: an unbelievable police officer who only appears in hot-blooded dramas, and possesses such brilliant perseverance that it makes your fists go a little bit crazy.
And he did, his clenched fist twitched.
Furuya Rei captured this detail, not moving, ready to attack is the best defense, "not about to come out, is it because you think you can not beat one to two?"
"If you ask, Kujō-san will agree."
In the daytime, 'You need help? I can help you' and 'What's your unknown past?' Furuya Rei thought that Ichijō Mirai wouldn't refuse if Matsuda Jinpei asked.
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
"I couldn't find him."
Furuya Rei: "?"
"You couldn't find him?" Confusion rises, and he frowns, "As I recall, Kujō-san's dormitory is in..."
Suddenly, in the distance, there was the sound of neat footsteps, crisp and clear, overlapping in relative neatness.
Furuya Rei immediately stopped abruptly and turned his head to see a group of indistinct black shadows running in formation under the streetlight in the distance.
At a rough count, there were about 13 or 14 of them.
This number of people, this degree of neatness... it's the instructor!
A black shadow leaps past, Furuya Rei turns his head, Matsuda Jinpei, who immediately leaps away, and a friendly reminder flung at him, "Go!"
They were under the streetlight, and while they saw the instructors from afar, the instructors must have seen them from afar as well, but they couldn't see their faces, only the uniforms of the police academy.
Furuya Rei followed them into the dormitory building, not forgetting to close the door behind them before rushing to his own dormitory, "What are the instructors doing here?"
Did they hear the sound of fighting?
Not really. If the freshmen in the dormitory weren't woken up, how could the instructors have been woken up?
And at 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning, it's not like they heard something from afar on their way to training and came over to check it out, right?
Matsuda Jinpei: "I don't know."
"But in three minutes at the most, we'll know."
Indeed, in three minutes at the most, they knew.
The instructors had no intention of hiding their whereabouts. When they stopped in front of the dormitory, they shouted several commands such as 'Attention' and then: "Start moving!"
With this command, the entire dormitory building shook.
A dozen or so instructors first assigned their respective floors, and then assigned their initial positions, respectively at the very front, center, and the very back of the corridor, and then began to violently break into the freshman dormitory.
After dinner, the freshmen dormitory building had an overhaul, the door pins were removed, so the instructors were able to break in unimpeded.
They grabbed the freshmen on the bed, woke them up, shouted 'Get up and assemble!', and went to the next dormitory.
In just a few minutes, all the freshmen in the entire dormitory woke up and gathered downstairs.
Many people were disheveled and bewildered, looking like rabbits that had hit a tree stump and were questioning their lives: 'Is this a midnight raid?'
The instructors all had tense faces, ignored the police academy students whose eyes were particularly clear and stupid, and counted the number of people seriously, and finally reported: "Too few people."
"One person is missing," Onidzuka Hachizo said solemnly, surprised, "The instructor...is not missing."
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Only one freshman is missing, the instructors are all here, no counter-attacks."
Who was the missing cadet?
"...Kujō Mirai."
Without participating in the headcount, without checking the list, without even looking at the faces of the cadets, whose movements were crystal clear, an instructor slowly uttered a name, "Kujō Mirai is not here."
The instructor who had gone to check the list returned and whispered solemnly, "Kujō Mirai is not here."
"What should we do?"
They looked at each other and whispered something to each other.
Onidzuka Hachizo stepped forward with a stern face and ordered the new students, who were also buzzing and whispering, "Quiet!"
"You guys really disappoint me," he said with a serious face, "Only a few of you tried to fight back at the first moment, while the others didn't resist and just let the instructor drag you to the corridor."
"If it wasn't the instructor who attacked tonight, but the enemy, have you ever thought about losing a few heads?!"
"And you have the nerve to complain about it!"
"You've let me down. You're the worst class of freshmen I've ever had."