Chapter 7: The Officials
"Did they say what happened?" Kaizer asked his parents calmly.
They were used to their son's levelheadedness and did not find it strange that he was completely unfazed by his own near-death experience. Rather, Keith hesitated for a bit before speaking in a low tone.
"They said you were attacked by your date, who worked with a group of car thieves to ambush you. They found the wreck of your Porsche, but they wouldn't even allow me to see the state it was in! I was the one who bought the blasted thing!" Keith muttered angrily.
Kaizer did not say anything more, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
This world... was probably far more complicated than he thought, and not in a political way. Conspiracy theorists of today were busy fighting over family clans that ruled the world and super soldier projects in secret labs, but they had no idea that their wild guesses were probably tamer than what actually existed.
Kaizer's eyes twitched slightly as he saw a scene outside of the ward, where four men in black suits walked down the hallway towards his door. They were speaking softly into their plugged-in earphones while their eyes were covered with shades, but Kaizer could clearly hear what they were saying.
"Another civilian attack. How many does that make this month alone?" The one in the third place of their formation asked coldly.
"It's not a civilian attack. Well, it was likely planned as a civilian attack, but the Dark Esper who initiated it did not expect to be both lucky and unlucky at the same time." The one in last place responded with a hint of morbid amusement.
"Did you see the corpse of the Dark Esper? Wrangled like it had been played with by a miniature giant. That is definitely not something a civvy can do. The boy is likely an Esper or is hiding something." The one second in place affirmed with a casual grunt.