Pokemon Dawn

Welcome!Early morning of April 8th. Temporary shelter in the coastal area of ​​Honglian City.

"Do you have any bandages left?"

"Yes, please use it, Senior Liuyuan!"

"Well...it seems that the cotton swabs have also been used up."

"I'll get it right now!"

The green-haired boy's resounding response made the female doctor in a white coat, whom he called "Senior Yanagihara," couldn't help but smile, "Thank you. You are very active at work, Hiroki-kun."

"Of course." The boy nodded seriously, "I am a member of the rescue department, and now is the time to use my power to help everyone."

The boy's name is Mitani Hiroki, he is thirteen years old. He comes from an inconspicuous town in the northern part of the Kanto region. He just passed the entrance examination of the Rescue Department and became a formal member of the Rescue Department.

Today is his first time participating in a rescue operation.Therefore, he was not allowed to go directly to the disaster site, but was assigned to help in a temporary shelter.

However, Hiroki was not depressed at all - because this was his dream job.

He has dreamed of becoming an investigator who can save people's lives since he was a child - yes, just like Chief Investigator Akira Konoe - so he joined the Rescue Department without hesitation to hone himself.There were many wounded people in need of help in the shelter, and he would never do anything while watching people suffer.

"That's it." Yanagihara ended the work at hand.

Looking at the young girl who couldn't help but breathe in pain, Hiroki leaned over and comforted her: "It's okay, your injury is not serious. It will not hurt soon - in ten minutes at most."

The girl blinked and smiled, "Yes. Hiroki-kun, right? Thank you."

The green-haired boy blushed immediately when he was praised by the person he was helping for the first time, "Well, I, I didn't do anything, so I don't deserve thanks. ...That's right!" When talking about his favorite topic, the boy's eyes were filled with tears. It started to sparkle, "If I want to say thank you, the one I need to thank the most is Mr. Shenyu Xinghai! Thanks to him alone for blocking the three divine birds, the city was not damaged more seriously!"

Again.

Yanagihara shook his head helplessly and murmured softly: "Really, it's just a human propaganda machine of the Investigation Department."

Hiroki has always had a high level of respect for the four major departments, especially the Investigation Department, and often spares no effort to praise the investigators. Many seniors joked that he worked harder than a real publicity ambassador.

Young boys always seem to be like this.Yanagihara pursed his lips and smiled, and continued with the emergency treatment of the next wounded person.

As a staff member of the paramedical team, Hiroki may seem a bit noisy. However, in a place like this, too much silence is fatal.

Spreading positive and hopeful emotions, never hesitating, never losing faith, never giving up on anyone - the most important rules for rescuers are fulfilled by him very well.

"By the way, senior Yanagihara." After carrying large and small bags of medical supplies into the house, Hiroki did not forget to chat with the familiar senior, "Mr. Shenyu is indeed resting in the Third Hospital of Guren City, right? He will wait until work It's over, I kind of want to visit him..."

"Hiroki-kun, I think it's best not to disturb Mr. Shenyu's rest."

"Hey - but it's not easy to be in the same city... Wow!"

Hiroki tripped over something and almost fell flat on his face. He quickly staggered to steady his body.Looking back, the green-haired boy suddenly took a breath.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Hiroki quickly put down the things in his hands, "Sir, are you okay?"

It was the middle-aged man's legs that tripped Hiroki. He just lay upright on the dirt floor, his eyes half-open, like a solidified statue.

Hearing Hiroki's voice, it took a long time for the middle-aged man to react.He slowly glanced at Hiroki, and this look shocked the young man.

It was a lifeless look, like a dying person's eyes.

"It's okay. I'm not hurt," he replied in a low voice.

"Do you really don't need help...?"

"Ah."

Seeing that there were indeed no visible injuries on the middle-aged man's body, Hiroki had no choice but to turn around and leave worriedly, continuing his work.

The person lying on the ground didn't seem to notice the boy's frequent gazes, and just lay motionless and lifeless.

The night is dark. As time went on, even the busiest staff could tell that fewer casualties were being admitted to the shelter.

This is not a good thing - because more people who were excavated have stopped breathing; the exhausted injured have fallen into a deep sleep, and some are sobbing softly. Even Hiroki, who is just starting out, clearly feels that the atmosphere in the current shelter is too bad.

The large screen with synchronized messages scrolled from time to time with survivors separated from their families. Hiroki found that whenever these lists appeared, the middle-aged man lying motionless would suddenly open his eyes and stare at the screen until the list was scrolled.

It was like the last flame of life in a dying body.The hope flashing in the middle-aged man's eyes was so extreme and fanatical that it made the green-haired boy looking at him from a distance feel a little creepy for a moment.

Is... someone important lost?

Hiroki guessed so.

While the list of survivors is being released, the list of dead is also constantly being updated.

In the small shelter, more and more people gradually fell into grief. When they saw their familiar names on the death list, they cried uncontrollably and even fainted, leaving the medical staff in a hurry.

Hiroki's active working attitude could no longer infect these grieving people, and he could not find the right words to comfort them.

There is nothing more heartbreaking than losing a family member.

The gray-haired woman's beautiful dress had long been stained with blood and dust. She caressed her one-year-old son, who had a high fever due to serious injuries, and finally let out a broken cry unbearably.

Just now, she saw her husband's name on the list of victims.Their young children would never have a father again.

"Why..." she almost moaned, "why can't you come faster..."

She and her husband were only a few meters apart when the house collapsed. It was only a few seconds before the Frozen Bird's next attack was blocked by the sea of ​​stars.

But these few seconds and these few meters have become an insurmountable gap between life and death.

"Obviously if it were faster, this child's father wouldn't..."

The sad and trembling voice of the young mother made Hiroki slightly stunned. The people next to him also had red eyes.

"Yes, if the investigator had come a little earlier, my arm would not have to be amputated." The man in his prime said with a gloomy face. Without his hands, he will never be able to compete in his favorite one-horned rhino race.

"Since we have the strength to repel the three divine birds, wouldn't it be better to stop them from the beginning?"

"Why did it come so late after the disaster happened..."

"Obviously...my mother doesn't have to die..."

In the whispers full of sadness, regret and resentment, Hiroki showed an expression of disbelief.

"what are you guys saying!?"

He interrupted the wounded loudly.

"Mr. Shen Yu Xinghai is the hero who saved us. Without him, we might all be dead! Why should we blame him instead? This is too strange, isn't it?"

Hiroki knew it was wrong to argue with helpless citizens who had just lost a loved one. However, he simply could not tolerate such disgusting remarks filling this sanctuary.

"Mr. Shenyu must have his own reasons for not arriving in time. We can't..."

"What reason?"

A sharp question came from nowhere and made Hiroki choke.

He looked around, trying to find the speaker.But the countless sorrows and the cold and hateful eyes that caught his eye made him horrified.

Everyone’s eyes are saying——

What reason could be more important than the lives of our loved ones?

The middle-aged man lying in the corner closed his eyes, as if suppressing some terrible impulse.

"Okay, Hiroki-kun, there is no time for small talk."

Yanagihara patted Hiroki on the shoulder and said, "Go get me some painkillers."

"OK, all right……"

Watching the green-haired boy who was in a depressed mood walk out of the shelter, Yanagihara glanced at the people who had spoken before with his peripheral vision.

They no longer complained, and the expressions on their faces became cold and dull, but they could not hide the dissatisfaction and even resentment in their eyes.

The female doctor sighed.

Unlike Hiroki, she has long enough working experience as a member of the rescue department's medical team and has seen similar incidents countless times.

When people are suffering from excessive grief, in order to prevent themselves from collapsing, they will naturally blame others and pour out their negative emotions on other objects - whether they are criminals who have committed heinous crimes or heroes who are desperately trying to protect them.

This has been the case for thousands of years.

The early morning light illuminated the scarred red city.

The rescue department is still working tirelessly. However, the list of survivors is starting to get shorter and the list of confirmed dead is getting longer.

The entire city was enveloped in an atmosphere of grief and depression.For those waiting for news about their families, the devastation is far from over.

In the small shelter, the middle-aged man trembled and tried to straighten up, but his center of gravity fell back to the ground unsteadily.

His bloodshot eyes were as wide as they could be, staring at the words on the screen.

[Rimi Akiyama (female, 7 years old), confirmed dead]

Finally he stood up crookedly, breathing heavily.The nurse standing nearby approached to ask with some concern, but was roughly pushed away by him.

In his eyes, the extreme and fanatical hope was extinguished.

He stood like this for a moment, his face expressionless and sluggish, but cold liquid kept pouring out of his eyes, washing out a white mark on his dusty face.

Hiroki, who was too busy to touch the ground, noticed the middle-aged man's unusual behavior. Before he could step forward to ask what was going on, the middle-aged man suddenly let out a shrill roar like a wild beast.

With red eyes, he rushed out of the shelter.

Hiroki only had two seconds to hesitate.

He knows that it is inevitable for people who have lost a loved one to experience emotional outbursts.But for some reason, he had a premonition that made him tremble.

Perhaps it was because the middle-aged man looked too lifeless before, or perhaps because his eyes were too terrifying. Before he could think about it and come to a conclusion, Hiroki had already chased him away.

The middle-aged man ran, his hoarse breathing and the loud beating of his heart ringing in his ears.

Waiting all night has already reached his emotional limit.And when her daughter's name appeared on the list of dead, the last string of reason in her mind was finally completely broken.

The rapid breathing caused bursts of burning sensation in the lungs, and the temperature from the chest was even more deadly. His mind was flooded with emotions—sadness, despair, resentment, and anger.

why?

Shenyu Xinghai, why don’t you arrive faster?

Aren't you a hero?

Why did I have to see my daughter being trampled to death in the crowd before I came on stage in a hurry! ?

He still remembered that the green-haired boy mentioned the hospital where Xinghai was located. He was no longer able to think normally, and only relied on animal-like instincts to act, desperately releasing energy enough to destroy himself while running and roaring.

He ran through the ruins, crossed the city's roads, and rushed into the Honglian City Third Hospital.The nurse's panicked shouts, calls for security, and the noisy sound of instruments falling to the ground failed to reach his ears.

His eyes were like those of a wild wolf, scanning the name tags posted on the doors of each ward. When the word "Shenyu" appeared in his sight, he howled at the top of his lungs and violently pushed the door open.

"Shenyu Xinghai! Why did you kill my daughter!?"

Hiroki tried his best not to be thrown off by the middle-aged man's pace.He didn't have time to think about why an ordinary citizen could run faster than him who was professionally trained, so he could only barely keep up, panting.

After hearing the roar coming from the far end of the corridor, Hiroki realized something was wrong.

Unprecedented anger welled up in his heart.The strength that surged out from nowhere made him quicken his steps and squeezed into the ward where the sound came from.

"This gentleman!! Please..."

Looking into the house, he was suddenly speechless.

The investigator of Shenyu Xinghai whom he respected was sitting on the hospital bed, looking out the door with slight surprise. Next to him was a young nurse who looked at a loss.

Next to Xinghai, a medical tray was piled with blood-soaked bandages. This shocking scene made Hiroki unable to imagine how a person could survive after losing so much blood.

The nurse was wrapping a new bandage on the silver-haired young man's arm.This work was interrupted before it was completed, and the two people outside the door could clearly see the terrible scars engraved on the arms, which were deep enough to see the bones.

The young man's head, shoulders, ankles, and all over his body were covered with bandages.His face was very pale, and his body was shrouded in a large hospital gown, like a crumbling autumn leaf.

As the "Human Propaganda Device of the Investigation Department," Hiroki knows all the seven first-level investigators in the Kanto area very well.He knew how powerful, calm and arrogant the dragon messenger Shen Yu Xinghai was, but he had never seen the human Shen Yu Xinghai look so fragile.

He realized belatedly——

It is impossible for humans to easily defeat the three divine birds. They are not Almighty Gods - everyone should know that.

The middle-aged man originally planned to step forward and pick up the incompetent hero by his collar and throw him to the ground.But his body stiffened and he couldn't move no matter what.

The two uninvited guests saw that the incomparable first-class investigator, who always smiled calmly on the screen, had a heart-wrenching look on his face.

After understanding, there is sadness, guilt, and deep self-blame. All the emotions were contained in those lake-like ice blue eyes, swaying and overflowing.

"sorry."

He said.

This farce was quickly ended.

Before Hiroki came to his senses, another person appeared in front of them.

In the biting cold wind, Hiroki raised his head and saw the back of a young man in a black windbreaker.

His hair was very long, and the silver strands like ice crystals hung straight down, swaying slightly in the cold air.And there was anger in his voice that could scare everyone.

"roll."

The middle-aged man's hands and feet were firmly clasped by chains of ice that appeared out of thin air. The cold air entered his body, and his emotionally out-of-control father fell silently.

For a moment, Hiroki even thought that this person would kill the troublemaker.Fortunately, this terrifying fantasy did not come true. The young man shrouded in cold air glanced at the rescue department uniform on Hiroki and kicked the unconscious middle-aged man to his feet.

——The meaning is self-evident.

After apologizing to the people in the room, Hiroki dragged the middle-aged man out of the ward and immediately closed the door.

Is that person... a relative of Mr. Shenyu?They also have long silver hair.

Hiroki muttered secretly, and didn't realize it until he vaguely heard the conversation coming from the door.

That person calls Mr. Shen Yu his senior brother, which means...

As we all know, Shenyu Xinghai’s master is the former Chief Investigator Xingyu Baiye. Speaking of Bai Ye's other disciple, of course - the big shot of the Ice God family.

The excitement of meeting the "legendary figure" only surged up for a moment, and was then overwhelmed by the depression that followed.If it were the usual Hiroki, he might have mustered up the courage to try to strike up a conversation, but now Hiroki just hoped that no one else would disturb this already desperate hero.

Walking out of the hospital door, the young man looked at the ice chains tied to the middle-aged man's hands and feet, which showed no signs of melting.

What he knew - as early as when he was studying at the Trainer Training Academy, his teacher said - those who can become first-level investigators are those who have a strong sense of responsibility. Otherwise, they would not be able to shoulder the heavy trust of the people and embark on such a difficult and dangerous path.

If they are accused of "my daughter died because of your failure to rescue in time," they will really take this as their own responsibility, and they will blame themselves, regret, and be in pain for the rest of their lives.

Hiroki aspires to become a prosecutor. However, at this moment, it was as if the coldness of the ice chain was contagious to him, and he trembled slightly because of fear.

Even the young newcomers cannot imagine how much courage it takes to continue living, and how much perseverance it takes to continue to complete the work of an investigator, bearing such accusations and cold looks.

Yes, the Investigator is a hero - this is the way the media has always promoted it, and it is true that countless young trainers are inspired by this.

But now, Hiroki began to doubt the authenticity of media reports and everyone's perceptions of the investigators.

The first-level investigator who only carried three Pokémon single-handedly defeated the three divine birds - when did people start to believe this statement?

The investigator is a hero, but not a god.They also get hurt and tired.And when they are scarred, the people who worship heroes will only make their demands more demanding on them.

Chains of ice are binding the troublemaker's limbs.And people's bottomless expectations and unconditional trust, including Hiroki's own excessive respect for investigators - aren't they also heavy shackles placed on investigators?

It's so weird.

Hiroki said to himself, just as he said to the wounded in the shelter before.

They are obviously protecting us, but we do something like this in return, and even ask the heroes to say sorry to us?

……

I'm sorry, Mr. Shenyu, I couldn't stop him from breaking into your room.

I am sorry.

I'm really sorry.

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