Kamikawa Ren Five Years Ago

Five years ago.

In a bright room, Ren sat calmly on the sofa. The TV in front of him played an educational video he had watched multiple times. A surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling observed him quietly.

He knew someone was watching him behind the surveillance camera, but he didn't care. After staying here for five years, he had become accustomed to all of this.

He wasn't actually watching TV now; he was lost in thought. The reason he turned on the TV was merely to create noise in the room.

Exactly at 7 a.m.

The bedroom door opened, and a woman in a white suit, Bluetooth headset, mask, and gloves entered. She was holding a plate with various foods.

"Today is a day when I can go out and do some activities. I mentioned before that I wanted to go somewhere with many people."

As the other party placed the plate on the dining table, Ren uttered his first words of the day.

The woman didn't respond; she just approached him, took a note from her pocket, and handed it to him.

Since talking to him was prohibited, he had long been accustomed to reading notes.

[Know]

As a note, only one word was written there, and they already expected it to be mentioned.

After reading it and returning the note to her, Ren turned off the TV, walked to the dining table, and had breakfast.

The woman left the room, closed the door again, and he was alone in the room again.

She was responsible for delivering food and conveying messages for the past five years. As for her name, he didn't know because she had never said it. Not a single word was spoken between them.

After finishing breakfast and putting the plate away, Ren stood up and returned to the sofa.

About three minutes later, the bedroom door opened again, and she entered again, followed by a man dressed like her.

"Kamikawa Ren, please follow me." The man stood in front of the door and said.

Ren didn't answer; he just walked and left the room with him.

Outside was an empty hall with only a few unseen machines. From the marks on the ground, it seemed that many people were active in the hall before he left the room.

"Director, where will I be active this year?"

Ren also didn't know the man's name, but if necessary, he could call him the director.

The man in front of him was responsible for all the needs and thoughts he usually had.

"Kyoto." the person in charge replied.

"Oh."

Knowing where he was going, Ren didn't say anything and continued walking with the person in charge.

"Please choose your clothes."

After taking him to another room, the person in charge opened the door and signaled for him to enter.

Ren was already familiar with this procedure, as this was how it had been for the past few years when he went out.

As soon as he entered, the person in charge closed the door.

The room was filled with a series of captivating clothes and shoes in various styles, and Ren stood in the middle of the room to choose. There was also a surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling, recording his every move.

Choosing clothes was crucial, especially for men who would determine their dressing preferences based on the type of clothes they chose at the moment.

After hesitating for a moment, Ren took a clean white T-shirt, light blue casual pants, and a pair of white canvas shoes and walked into the enclosed dressing room.

There was no surveillance in the dressing room, so he could change clothes without worry.

After changing his clothes, Ren left the room and saw the person in charge standing in front of the door.

"It's time to go."

Seeing him coming out, the person in charge continued to lead.

Ren followed the person in charge into an unfamiliar black car, and after fastening his seatbelt, the car started.

After leaving here, outside the car window was a sight he could only see once a year, so he looked at it very seriously.

The car moved very smoothly, not feeling any bumps at all. The driver was very professional.

He remembered that in the past few times he went out, the driver also drove the car.

After looking at the view outside the window for a while, Ren pressed the button to lower the window, and suddenly, the wind blew into the car.

His action immediately caught the attention of the person in charge, who turned around and said, "Kamikawa Ren, can you explain why you're doing this?"

While the person in charge was speaking, the car slowed down a bit but didn't stop.

"Want to get some fresh air."

After thinking for a moment, Ren found the right words.

During the silence, the person in charge didn't interrupt, just waiting for his answer.

"I understand, please continue."

The person in charge turned back and started communicating with the Bluetooth headset in a very low voice, and the car's speed resumed.

It took about two hours of travel, during which the car never stopped once, and Ren never saw any other vehicles except the one following him from the beginning.

"This is where you can move freely today."

After getting out of the car, the person in charge introduced him.

Seeing the mountain peak not far from there, Ren was quite pleased; this was a place he had never visited.

Only seeing a row of police officers surrounding him and uniformed people standing not far away with weapons in hand made him slightly dissatisfied.

"What about the rest?"

After sensing where he would move freely next, Ren asked in a low voice.

In his perception, except for them, there were no tourists or anyone else in this place.

This was different from what he requested.

"People who are irrelevant will endanger you." The person in charge replied seriously.

To prevent personal thoughts from biasing Ren's perception and causing irreversible effects, they were usually prohibited from communicating with Ren, and only they could exchange a few words.

In such a situation, his request naturally couldn't be fulfilled.

"..."

Ren didn't speak, just stayed silent.

[Teleportation]

Then, the next moment, he disappeared.

(Where is this place?)

Coming out of his hiding place and seeing people coming and going around him, Ren was a bit confused.

Yes, he escaped, but now the question was where did he go? Standing on the street, Ren was puzzled, not knowing what to do.

In the past eleven years, he had never experienced such a thing, and he had never learned anything about it.

Return?

But he didn't want to move freely in a place like that, cold and lifeless.

He only had spare time once a year, and he didn't want to waste it.

He had been looking forward to this day since the beginning.

"Are you lost?"

At this moment, a soft voice sounded behind him.

Without realizing, he turned to see a girl with pink hair wearing a white dress standing not far away, smiling and saying.

"If you're not lost but facing other difficulties, you can also tell me. Maybe I can help you."