Fool's Love

I want to go to Tokyo.

It took some time after the class open day, and my leg and foot recovered within a week after the fall, and I started to prepare for the sports meeting again.

Although the fall was embarrassing that day, at least it made me understand my level - from being unable to run against Masumi to being able to run faster than Masumi, my level has improved.

"I want to go to Tokyo." One afternoon I suddenly said to Masumi.

At that time, we were watching the mancai show recorded earlier on the sofa, the summer special, in other words, the mancai teacher was talking about mancai in a bathrobe.

Among them is the group called "SARABA" that Masumi likes.They usually act in short dramas, but their comic talents are also good, and they once won the top ten places in the M1 competition.

The one with the cropped hair was complaining hard, his voice was loud, and his face was flushed.The rhythm of the two cooperates very well, and they probably have a relationship of cooperation for nearly ten years.

Watching the performance of the two, I suddenly recalled what Masumi said earlier.He said that both of them were originally born in Osaka, and later went to Tokyo like most Mancai teachers who are eager to become famous. Although it was a difficult start, after a few years of persistence, their careers have indeed become much better than those of Mancai teachers in the same period, and they are still thriving.

If you want to be a cartoonist, of course Tokyo is better.The editorial departments of several larger manga magazines are in Tokyo, and most of the famous colleagues are also there.

"Huh? Is that what Yamagishi thinks?"

"say to me.At that time, I seemed to have made a vague decision to become a manga artist in the future, "I want to go to the art university in Tokyo. It doesn't matter if it is not a well-known one. I want to start drawing manga after graduating from high school."

"Ah, that sounds good."

I didn't pursue Masumi's thoughts.At this time, we were only in the first year of high school, and most of us did not think about what we would do in the future.

Following my words, Masumi asked about the script of the departmental manga that I had originally agreed to create.

I was busy with class activities some time ago, and I couldn't take it easy, so I put this matter behind me a long time ago.

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Have you considered what kind of story to write? Or ask another question—is it a magical and passionate theme, or is it a young manga style? Science fiction style? Girls manga style?"

"Haven't even thought of that," I said.Although I had imagined a story about an idol before, I seemed to have grasped the inspiration vaguely, and the story was about to come out, but I haven't figured out how to write it until now.

Honestly, I've had some interesting dreams recently.It's nothing new, but it's a story.

"I had a dream recently. In the dream I went back a long time - around the Middle Ages. I knew I was dreaming and I knew what was going to happen there.

Of course, what is in the dream is not the real history, but just a false past constructed by my brain out of thin air.

A city, will die in the last few weeks.I am a foreigner, as if I was born with the perspective of God, I know everything that will happen in this city.

I am at the side of a dying man, walking with him through the haystacks, through the flames of battle, through the rooms in the fort where the executioner was.

I never try to change my destiny, just a bystander.When he smiled at me, it was clear to me that this man was going to die soon. "

After the logic was clearly stated, I actually felt that this dream was unreasonable and not suitable for writing stories.But now that it has been said, we might as well ask Masumi for his opinion.

"I never figured out how to adapt it to turn it into a story. What do you think?"

"Well, let me see—"

Masumi began to think.He lowered his eyes and did not speak for a while.After a while, as if he had figured something out, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and he took a piece of paper nearby, and wrote and drew on it.I leaned my head over and saw the word "Dacheng" written very neatly.

"I declare in advance that there may be a certain degree of discrepancy between my thoughts and yours. If you think it is inappropriate, please tell me directly." Masumi told me cautiously, "In the final analysis, this is still your story."

"I will. Please tell me your story."

"Alright then." Masumi nodded to me, and continued, "What I'm imagining is——a city that suddenly appeared in the mid-air of reality."

I don't know when that city appeared.Because of its size, some people call it the Great City.

Ayutthaya is an ecosystem.

One cloudy afternoon, it began to descend.

The Dacheng management department judges the landing point based on the wind direction and the falling speed, and deploys the aluminum alloy sheet for shelter near the predetermined landing point.

The floating continent where the big city is located is in the shape of an inverted triangle. When it lands, the tip of the bottom will definitely touch the ground, but it will never sink into the ground, like a huge spinning top that is stable and stationary.

During the landing process after its first appearance, it crushed a total of 169 buildings, causing huge casualties and economic property losses.

Since then, people have tried to find ways to make it fall on a relatively safe surface.

Big cities are inherently repulsed by technological creations.There is a special magnetic field in it, which makes all surveying and mapping tools and digital tools ineffective.

It is seen as a mirage of the 21st century - a phantom of reality.I don't know when, where, and what kind of time and space the scenery came from.

Although the big city rejects scientific creations, it does not reject visitors.Five years after Ayutthaya appeared, the management department released the access to Ayutthaya conditionally.Since then, people have been going to Ayutthaya.

On the unfolded bright aluminum alloy board, Ayutthaya slowly landed.Ayutthaya will remain on the ground for about three hours before rising again.

At this moment, a small window slid out of the edge of the plate in the four directions of the big city, front, back, left, and right, and hundreds of people poured out of each hole.

These are the people who were allowed to go to Ayutthaya in this landing.Among them are explorers, scholars, and non-professionals are mostly film lovers.

——There will not be any movie lover who refuses Dacheng.As a phantom that doesn't know when and where, in the big city, the past of a city before its death is repeated. All buildings are rebuilt and demolished again and again, and all people are born and die continuously, and the cycle goes on and on.

Those who go to Dacheng seem to be participating in a movie in person.As for the people in the big city, it's like the NPCs in the game, or the artificial intelligence that keeps restoring the factory settings, staying forever in the last period of coexistence with the city.

"No, it still doesn't sound like a story."

Before I could speak, Masumi frowned, scratched her head, and smiled embarrassedly.