The Journey of the Dimensional Warrior

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the streets in Academy City were relatively deserted. Apart from the windmills that were constantly spinning around to generate electricity, there were only cylindrical security robots cleaning the streets.

Occasionally, four or five adults would rush across the street on a self-operating suspension train towards the company where they worked.

But it is a different scene in the single dormitory of the students. The diligent and self-disciplined students have already washed up and started to prepare breakfast, while the lazy ones are still unable to get up in the warm bed. Maybe only when they find that they are about to go to school When it's late, it will explode at high speed to get everything done.

Of course, students who oversleep are not necessarily so unlucky, they need to finish all the things in the morning by themselves.

"Is that dream again?" A teenager lying under the blanket in a dark room mumbled to himself in a daze, while reaching out to the head of the bed and groping for the watch in front of him, half-closed his eyes I glanced at the time, 6:25.

"Well, it's still very early, you can continue to sleep for a while??????" Thinking like this, his eyes slowly closed again, but suddenly something appeared in his mind: "Today seems to be Monday. It looks like it's still the first day of high school. At the same time, it seems that there will be a preliminary test today."

Fuck!Thinking of this, the eyes that had just been closed opened immediately, and there was no sleepiness anymore. Wouldn't it be death if you were late on the first day of school?

After all, if you left a bad influence on the teacher in charge of the class after meeting for the first time, then the days after that will be quite difficult.

It's all that damned dream, every time after I finish that dream, I feel like I haven't slept at all, and I'm extremely exhausted, but there are always a lot of martial arts moves in my mind that I don't know where they came from, but what exactly did I dream about? It will always be completely forgotten, but those martial arts are remembered very clearly.

This phenomenon began to appear at the age of four. Originally, dreams were once every six months, but as the age grew, the frequency of dreams also increased, from once every six months to once every three months, then once a month, and now every once a week.

Although those martial arts moves can be practiced and are quite powerful, it is really a headache to not sleep well every Sunday night. Do you catch up on sleep during class on Monday?

But in case of being caught, it will be the end of death, isn't this still death?

Thinking of this in his mind, the boy quickly made up the messy bed, and the quilt was also folded into a standard tofu block. Then he stretched out his hand and opened the thick dark curtains, allowing the bright sunlight to shine into the room. The room suddenly brightened up. Although it was a boy's room, it was unexpectedly not very messy but was cleaned in an orderly manner.

In the rectangular room, a double bed is placed near the window, which is the lower right corner of the room. Next to the bed is a bedside table with lamps and a few books on it, as well as a standing photo frame. The photos in the frame It's a photo of a black-haired boy and a silver-haired girl.

In the photo, the two looked only twelve or thirteen years old. The black-haired boy smiled happily while the silver-haired girl was expressionless. She even seemed unwilling to take pictures, but was hugged by the black-haired boy , so I have to look like this.

The desk is located in the lower left corner of the room. Various books and learning tools are neatly placed on the desk. Next to the desk are three tall five-story bookshelves. The bookshelves are densely packed with all kinds of books. Books range from famous works of various countries to best-selling novels, from mathematics, physics and chemistry to politics, history and geography.

The wardrobe is in the upper right corner of the room, and there is a floor-to-ceiling mirror inlaid on the wall. The floor is ordinary, the white walls without decoration, and the simple ceiling light. Everything is so simple and natural. This is a standard student-style room.

Opened the window of the bedroom, the fresh air after the rain rushed in, with some earthy smell, the boy couldn't help but took three deep breaths, looked at the prickly pear and spider plant on the window sill, yes, at least still alive.

Then the boy quickly put on the school uniform he received last week, a simple white shirt and ordinary black trousers, it was a nondescript outfit.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he has a handsome face, a slender figure, and a head of black hair swaying with the breeze blowing into the room in the morning. I can describe it in one word: sunny and handsome.

The boy nodded in satisfaction, but when he saw the name of the high school embroidered with black thread on the left chest, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The name of this high school really made him wonder how to complain, because the name of this school was "a certain high school".

I remember that when I first saw the name of this school, the boy had black lines. After all, as an orthodox Chinese boy, he was not very proficient in foreign cultures. Maybe this kind of name is nothing in foreign countries?

However, this funny school name still made him sigh for a long time, and he dared not tell his friends when he went out.After careful calculation, it has been seven years since I came to Japan from Huaxia.

The young boy was originally an orphan. At the beginning, because of the job transfer of his adoptive parents, he moved to Dongying with his adoptive parents. However, two years later, his adoptive parents also passed away in an unexpected major traffic accident.

Only the boy survived by chance, and then he was adopted by the orphanage in Academy City, and he has been in this Academy City for about five years.

Thinking of this, the boy sighed and shook his head, took the schoolbag on the chair, opened the door and walked into the living room.

Chapter 2 Sakuya Izayoi

As soon as he entered the living room, the boy smelled a very fragrant smell. He closed his eyes subconsciously and shrugged his nose to identify it carefully. It was the smell of hot coffee, toast, grilled bacon, vegetable and fruit salad, and fried eggs.

"It smells so good, it smells like breakfast, but it doesn't seem to come from outside, but from your own kitchen?"

Thinking of this, the young man seemed to have thought of something terrible, and immediately got rid of the tempting scent, threw his schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, then walked quickly to the kitchen and opened the kitchen door.

In the kitchen, a girl with silver hair and blue eyes came into view.

At this very moment, the girl was staring at the pan in front of her very seriously. An orange flame was burning under the pan, and the pan also made a sizzling sound, and a fried egg was slowly forming in the pan.

She held the handle of the pot in one hand, and fiddled with the fried eggs in the pot with a spatula in the other. The dining table beside her was already full of ready-made food, which was exactly the same as what the boy identified just now.

The girl in the kitchen was [-] meters tall, with short silver hair, sideburns on both sides, tied into small braids, and green ribbons tied at the end.

At the same time, she wears a maid hairpin on her head, a bow-shaped green ribbon around her neck, and a blue and white maid outfit and black pantyhose on her body, and a silver skirt around her waist. Pocket watch, wearing small black leather shoes.

Among them, the collar, hairpin, shoulder lace, waist tie and apron of the maid's dress are white and the lower garment is blue. There is exquisite embroidery on the right sleeve of the maid's dress, and Roman numerals are also embroidered on the apron. ⅰ~xii", and the skirt of the maid's outfit barely covered one-third of the girl's thighs.

This is a standard maid outfit, and this maid outfit makes the elf-like girl even more beautiful.

"Good morning, master. I have prepared hot water for you in the bathroom, and breakfast is almost finished. Please wait a little longer after washing up, master."

The very beautiful maid girl saw the boy standing at the door of the kitchen and poured out the cooked fried eggs, then put the things in her hands aside, folded her hands in front of her body, bowed to the boy and said.

"Sakuya, how did you get into my house?" The boy didn't answer, but asked the beautiful girl and maid with perfect etiquette in front of him.

"Ah, I'm very sorry, I assigned a key to the master's room without permission. If the master has any dissatisfaction, please punish me at will, even if it's about h." The girl named Sakuya bowed again .

"Hey? Sakuya, what are you fantasizing about in your mind every day, and how many times have you said don't call me master anymore, I am not your master!" Hearing the girl call herself one after another, The teenager really felt a stomach ache.

Although it feels good to let a beautiful girl call him master, the boy always feels that if he is heard by others, he will be directly hacked to death by the fff regiment or tied to the stake.

"Master, master, don't you want Sakuya? Could it be that the master has the heart to see Sakuya sleeping alone on the street at night, unable to eat for a few days and nights, being entangled and played by bad boys in the alleys, and finally being trafficked by traffickers?" Abducted and sold to some unknown place? Master, you are so cruel!"

The girl described the extremely tragic scene, as if she had seen the hopeless dark future after being abandoned by her master, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, her watery eyes stared at the boy, silently accuse the juvenile of crimes.

Looking at the girl with pear blossoms and rain in front of him, being stared at and accused by the girl fiercely, the boy's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows in an instant. The young man with a pitiful expression sighed, and finally had to raise his hands in surrender.

"Ah! Surrender and surrender, I was wrong, I was wrong! I'm going to wash up now." Seeing the boy's helpless expression and the back of leaving, the girl's mouth curled into a smile, and then she devoted herself to making breakfast again.

"Well, by the way, let's also make the lunch box. The food in the school cafeteria is really bad, and the food in the canteen is not nutritious, so I can't let the master eat this kind of thing at noon! That's an insult to me as a maid. !" The girl thought, and the movements of her hands became much faster.

In the bathroom, the boy was brushing his teeth while looking in the mirror, but he was still thinking about the girl in his mind.