[Code Geass] Irregular 122

Chapter 122 – 121 Prisoner 8441

Brandon was dying these days. A special culprit was transferred from the temple, but the problem was that this guy kept talking to him pretending to be friendly.

“H. Is there anything special today?”
“Shut up. Please don’t talk to me.”

At Brandon’s words, 8441 just shrugged. I don’t know if I did martial arts or what I did when I was in society, but my body was no joke. The flexibility was also awesome. When I went in with food tomorrow, I was stretching, but I had a body that was so flexible that the range of motion of the joints was not normal.

No one knew why they came here from Tangple. Perhaps a high-ranking person could have known, but he was only known as a ‘problem child’ among prison guards like himself. But the problem was, as this guy kept being friendly, Brandon felt more and more friendly towards 8441, even in his own mind.

“It’s very frustrating because there’s no way to know the time here. If you didn’t come every hour, I would have gone crazy.”

8441 had a bright smile as well. He laughed so innocently that it was hard to recall that he was a special criminal. Brandon thought he shouldn’t be fooled by that, but he could say that the prison 8441 is in is cage. The thickness of the reinforced plastic is only 5 cm. He had such a strength that even if he hit Ohamma, he wouldn’t even crack it, and there was no door itself so that the only way to get out was to break down the wall. There was only one hole through which the tray was inserted, so it might not matter if you weren’t so afraid.

Still, he was only a prison guard, and according to the instructions from the upper level, he had to make an order not to talk to 8441, only to put the tray in and return, so he had to turn away from 8441, who kept pretending to be friendly to him. Did.

It’s been over a week since 8441 came in. As for 8441, if he didn’t say anything, he would put on a sullen expression for a moment, then he would change his expression as if he had never done that. That made Brandon feel even more guilty. I had never seen such a compliant prisoner in Alcatraz prison before. It wasn’t as much as Tangple, but it was also a place overflowing with all kinds of heinous criminals, so he worked as a prison guard here and lived with swear words. Before he came, he thought it was vulgar to swear, but after he worked here, it seemed that if he didn’t swear, he would go mad himself first.

In that respect, it wouldn’t be strange to be called a prisoner who healed Brandon. He was docile, asked how he was every day, and he sulked when he was ignored, not even angry.

After another week or so in that way, Brandon and 8441 became close enough to crack jokes.

“8441. What did you do to come here?”
“Well?”

8441 shrugged. That gesture was very sarcastic even to Brandon. As Brandon giggled and waited for an answer, 8441 gave up.

“My lord was framed. He knew he was framed, so he let him escape. Then he was arrested.”
“Master? Was it a knight?”
“Yes. It was a knight.”
“Have you ever ridden a Nightmare?”
“Sure! You know how to pilot a Nightmare!”

8441 said that and confidently pounded her chest. Brandon laughed. He was really comfortable, not like he had committed a crime. He thought that if they had met outside he might have become friends. Most of the knights used to ignore the prison guards because of their pride as knights. It wasn’t that there were no criminals from knights here either. They often ignored the guards even though they were no longer knights but criminals.

8441 complained.

“I feel like I’m getting tired because I can’t check the time when I’m here. Is it spring outside right now? Summer or winter?”
“It’s winter.”

Brandon answered. There was nothing in the solitary cell where 8441 was confined except for a bed, a sink, and a toilet. There was no TV, let alone a clock, and even putting a newspaper in to pass the time was forbidden.

At Brandon’s words, 8441 smiled broadly. Would you be so happy to know that the current season is winter? Brandon pondered 8441’s feelings inwardly, and decided that might be the case.
Suddenly, I felt sorry for 8441. So she made a mistake that she should never have made.

“Ask me if you have any questions. I’ll tell you what I can.”
“Really? If so, thank you very much!”

8441 ran around like an innocent child. Seeing her liking the criminal subject like that made me smile. She was told that she was much younger than she was. She felt like she had a big brother.
I felt very lucky to be serving 8441’s meals. It was because she was now in a position where her classmates were working while listening to saliva and semen flying among ordinary heinous criminals, and all kinds of swearing and insults. It was like a quiet park because no one came except for Brandon himself. A park where you can forget the stress of work.

“Is it breakfast? Lunch? Or dinner?”
“Dinner.”
“Right!”

8441, sitting cross-legged with a plastic wall in between, split the bread and ate it with the plate resting on her legs. It is also possible to pass the time while talking while waiting for 8441 to finish eating, then accepting the tray and leaving. To be honest, the job was very comfortable.

8441, who was eating, spat out disgust.

“Damn it. I’ve always thought that the meal I’m eating now is breakfast. That’s why I haven’t had much time to sleep. I don’t have a clock, so my sense of time is fuzzy.”
“Chig giggle! So if you eat this, it’s good to sleep. No matter how confined you are in your room, you have to separate morning and evening to stay healthy.”
“I agree. From now on, I’ll be able to eat dinner and go to sleep. It’s best to go to bed around 9 or 10. What time do you bring dinner?”
“Six o’clock on the clock. You can get into the habit of staying there for 3 to 4 hours before going to sleep. After you get into the habit, you’ll be sleepy by that time.”

Brandon shrugged at Woojin’s question. Woojin complained.

“I loved looking at the stars every night. Did you hear? I’m from Area 11. The Tokyo concession was so bright that I couldn’t see the stars very well at night.”
“It’s a pity, this is an island. At night, the Milky Way spreads out in the sky, and the surroundings are dark, so there are few better places to see the stars than here.”
“Damn it, I just heard it. I’m going crazy for seeing the stars.”
“But you can’t break out.”
“I know.”

Brandon enjoyed this time so much. Since the story 8441 told was about the life of a knight, 8441 told all the facts that he, a prison guard, did not know.

“Sutherland is a very good machine. It’s the first machine made with the assumption of a fight between Nightmare Frames. You can never catch it with a Grasgo.”
“Now even the 7th generation Nightmare appears one after another?”
“Even so, it can’t be mass-produced? Wars are mass-produced fights. The stronger the mass-produced type, the more it affects victory or defeat. One off custom can affect tactics, but it’s hard to affect strategy.”
“Okay?”
“Then!”

8441 nodded as if he was right. Brandon, who enjoyed this story so much, continued the story.

“There’s Sutherland here too. Even though it’s only the 2nd season. Even if the director and deputy director acted directly, it would be natural. They’re knights.”
“Ohhh. The warden and deputy warden are knights? But then you won’t be able to command while moving the Nightmare, right?”
“Actually, it’s because they’re manacious machines. Who’s going to invade an island like this? There’s no reason to target heinous criminals. I don’t know if it’s another country, but this is called Britannia?”
“Well, there’s no way there’s going to be people attacking you if you think you’re crazy. Sutherland’s just gathering dust. Pity him.”
“Gigkick! It’s not just dust? I heard that the deputy director said he lost his key too and got it back.”

At Brandon’s words, 8441 let out a sigh. 8441 talking alone was funny. To manage Nightmare like that. 8441, who had been pouring out words like this, quietly pushed the tray into the hole after finishing the meal.

“Today’s meal was very enjoyable. So, are you coming back tomorrow?”
“Right? Why? Are you about to get lonely already?”
“If you put yourself in my shoes, you’ll probably understand? Because there’s nothing here.”
“But.”

Brandon stood up with the plate 8441 had handed over to him. Now, after he’s done his personal maintenance, he’s done washing up and going to bed. Brandon said hello to his convict friend.

“Good night.”
“Ah.”

8441 waved his hand as he stretched as if he was sulking, probably because he had been sitting and eating for a long time. Laughing, Brandon left the room. 8441 was told he was sentenced to life imprisonment. He moved to his quarters, thinking that he would like to take care of it for as long as possible.