last post apocalypse

But don't underestimate Mr. Kamijou, as a man who caused the destruction of the world twice and saved the world three times.I wouldn't be overwhelmed by such a small thing.

It doesn't matter, how attractive it is!Fujiwara is a man!

How can a man treat a man...

"Kamijou, what's wrong with you! Why did you suddenly start bleeding!?"

It was the first time Kamijou Touma saw such an obvious flustered expression on Fujiwara's face, but as he moved his gaze down.

puff------

Blood spurted out with terrifying speed.

After a few minutes, the floor was wiped clean.

"Kamijou, can I ask you a question?"

Fujiwara's voice sounded from the side, and Kamijou turned his head in judgment.

"Please say."

"Why are you covering your eyes with a towel?"

"Because I can't see your face."

"Can you tell me why?"

"because......"

Kamijou Touma hesitated for a moment, but he still said: "Because if I continue to look at it like this, something in me will be distorted, and then it will never change back."

"That's right, I understand...it's no wonder, don't think that I'm a child, so easy to be fooled. You're just afraid of seeing the old body! Take off the towel and take a good look at me !"

"I'm terribly sorry, but I'm afraid I'm going to bleed to death."

Kamijou Touma bowed deeply, he already knew how powerful Fujiwara was.

"You... well, since you are so persistent. But then, let the old man wash it for you. Don't refuse, or you will take the towel off!"

"Uh, okay."

Hearing the determination in Fujiwara's tone, Kamijou could only nod in agreement.

It's okay, it's all men...

A scent came from the side, and Kamijou's arm was hugged.It's simply not a human touch, poof——————

Kamijou Touma finally realized his innocence with exaggerated nosebleeds that were almost like manga.

"As expected of Hideyoshi..."

Kamijou was silent.

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"Sorry, it's the old man who is wrong."

"No, it's not your fault."

In the warm water bath, Kamijou Touma covered his eyes with a cloth and leaned against the edge of the pool.

After losing the blood lost by about one S-class supernatural disaster, the boy couldn't get back up.Next time, it will probably become life-threatening.

"The responsibility lies entirely with me...but, Fujiwara."

"kindness."

"Don't take off your clothes in front of other people in the future, it will kill you...in every sense."

"Old man, it's a man. It's really a man."

You still don't understand, Fujiwara.

Just because you are a man, the risk factor will increase exponentially.Sure enough, the children from Brazil are still too naive, unlike Kamijou, who has been in touch with Two-dimensional for a long time and knows everything.

"In short, you must protect yourself well."

"You don't need to tell me, the old man will do the same."

Kamijou felt the waves rippling, and the sound of splashes.

Fujiwara seemed to come over and sat down beside him.

"Although it's a bit late to ask, Kamijou. How did we get out of the elevator while I was unconscious?"

"Well, didn't I say that? We were rescued by the security guards. The reason why you were unconscious was the lack of oxygen in the elevator."

Kamijou babbled nonsense: "I told the security guard about the situation, and the doctor also checked that you are fine, so I just carried you back."

"Is this really okay? You don't even need to go to the hospital for an examination? Is Academy City's medical technology so advanced?"

"Trust in Academy City's technology."

In fact, Kamijou Touma believes that the hypnotic gas produced by Academy City will never harm ordinary people.

"Speaking of which, Fujiwara, you are familiar with myths and legends, right?"

"I'm only interested in the myths and traditions of the American part."

"That's enough... There is also a creator god in American mythology?"

"Yes, Ometioto in Aztec mythology, Pachacamac, the creator god in Inca mythology, and Kemu Camopus, the founder of the Mayans. If you count other myths, There are even more people who destroyed the world and recreated it. Even the Feathered Serpent God once created the world."

As soon as American mythology is mentioned, Fujiwara will immediately start a long speech.

It seems that she/he really likes it.

"Then how did those creator gods create the world?"

"This is more complicated. There are those who tear apart chaos, and those who are born from nothingness. There are even legends about killing huge monsters and using monster corpses to create the world."

"It's very imaginative, and it's also a creation myth with local characteristics. However, if Fujiwara, you were the omnipotent creator god, how would you choose to create the world?"

Kamijou Touma asked the doubts in his heart in a different way.

Fujiwara hesitated slightly.

"Is the old man here to create the world? The old man doesn't know how to make any choices, he only wants to test whether it can be done."

"kindness?"

I haven't heard the saying that the world was created, or that the world should have light.Instead, it was a very strange answer.

"I asked you the specific method, what do you mean it can work?"

"Do you think the creation of the world must be like a mathematical formula, perform calculations, and then give the answer? I think the creation of the world must be like a rascal"

"Don't care about the process?"

Kamijou Touma felt like he had caught something.

Fujiwara's supplementary answer: "Everything is already omnipotent, why bother with the method of creation? Or it can be said that the moment there is a choice and method, it is no longer 'omnipotent' God of Creation."

"The real God of Creation, at the time of creation. You only need to put the answer of 'creation complete' at the end, and then let time go by itself."

"The rogue and helpless directly reached the finish line. I think this is the God of Creation."

"I don't need to think about the process at all, just care about the result?"

Kamijou muttered to himself.

Fujiwara's voice came again.

"Gods don't care about the process as long as the result is the result. Because they are more like creatures living in the law of causality and the end of time."

"I don't need to think carefully, just think 'I think' is enough? It turns out that this is an input-output system that will automatically operate and give the answer directly after inputting instructions!"

Kamijou Touma sat up excitedly.

Fujiwara seemed taken aback.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

"I just figured out a problem, I..."

Kamijou Touma looked to the side, he realized that the towel had fallen off his face, and that Fujiwara was beside him.

puff--------

The whole bath was stained red.

And, are Fujiwara's breasts a little bigger than before? !

Chapter 94, shade computer

"I'm very sorry!!! Maybe our water temperature is too high!!!"

The muscular scrubber bowed ninety degrees to apologize, while Kamijou, who was lying on the bench, waved his hand weakly: "No, this is my own problem. It has nothing to do with you..."

The current bathroom was bright red from Kamijou's nosebleed, and at first glance it looked like a murder scene.

And the young man who was originally very energetic is now dying.

No, I can't stay here any longer.

"I, I'm going back."

"But, the guest, you have only been here for less than 15 minutes."

Another 15 minutes and Kamijou-san will definitely ascend to heaven.

Kamijou made up his mind, and sat up from the reclining chair: "Maybe I'm not in good health today, so I'll come back next time."

"Shall we go now?"

When such a voice came, Kamijou and the muscle scrubber looked over and breathed a sigh of relief together.

At this time, Fujiwara was already dressed, although he still looked alluring.But at least it won't cause bloodshed.

After the muscle scrubber heaved a sigh of relief, he seemed to have thought of something.

He looked at Fujiwara, looked at Kamijou, and thoughtfully looked at the blood on the ground.Then looked at the previous article again.

He said in a weak tone.

"...Guest, we are a serious place here."

"Don't think about it! I'm really just getting angry!"

But Kamijou's explanation was useless, the muscle scrubber just smiled awkwardly and politely.

"Unfortunately..."

Kamijou Touma felt terrible.

The only thing that can comfort his soul is probably the fact that his clothes are completely dry.

Although the exterior of this public bathhouse is unattractive, and the facilities inside look no different from the old-fashioned public baths in Kamijou's memory, the service is first-class.

Take off the clothes put into the delivery elevator, and it only takes about 5 minutes to be washed, dried and sent to the closet through the aisle.

"I finally don't have to wear wet clothes. Although I am very grateful for the service of this bathhouse, I still made a sad decision."

Fujiwara looked sideways at Touma Kamijou: "What is it?"

"I will never go outside to take a shower!!!"

Kamijou Touma waved at this nostalgic-looking public bathhouse, and he decided to use his own small bathtub to solve the bathing problem in the future.

Fujiwara also looked back at this ordinary, even dilapidated bathhouse.

"..."

"Let's go, Fujiwara~~~"

"kindness."

Fujiwara turned around and left with Kamijou.

Not long after they left, the boxy public bathhouse began to melt like ice cream in the sun.

The shabby and ordinary faded away, and a modernist-style high-end bathing club appeared in place.

Such a big change, all the people who passed by here did not feel it.

And it's not just humans, including satellites in the sky and cameras all around that didn't capture this change.