Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

... the hallucinations Eve heard.

It was the cry of a child.

At first it sounded like a nocturnal sound, like a nightmare or literally a phantom... but when I realized today, they were in a state where they could hear me even when I was having a conversation in public, and Eve finally said she was starting to suspect her illness, not a ghost or something.

Besides, that didn't seem to be limited to Eve.

For example... if you are a hunter.

'... I can hear you... There's a cry from the demons I've been hunting...!

When she told Atlas such words and ill health, she had been pulled into a cage by herself, in her own room.

She was supposed to be used to killing from day to day, but with that and ghosts, she was talking about something else...

Now... in the case of water dragons.

"... a child... a cry of a child in the ear of Non...!!

In the case of a child-loving girlfriend, that voice, which could be heard even with her ears blocked, seemed to be a great mental burden.

If you think about the size of that body, there should be no such thing as a person's ghost... but maybe her mind is much smaller and more delicate than its appearance...

The other...

The Atlas did not see each other in person, but Catalina seemed to be one of those who had heard the phantom.

"... eh, phantom hearing? You always hear that, don't you? Now. '

Apparently, in her case, she's always hearing something...

Perhaps in her case, there is a different reason from those of the precedent...

... Well, that's anyway.

"What shall I do... Someone to see me about Eve, I wonder if he's anywhere..."

With that in his mouth, he leaves the office and walks with Tobotobo towards the elevator hall Eve.

Eve, who didn't have the courage to go into the office where she is, rather than not seeing Catalina... seems troubled by the current symptoms, assuming that she has become ill.

Then Atlas, who looked worn out walking beside her, said this to Eve.

"Well... do you want to go to your sister instead?

"What's your sister... at Master Waltz's?

"Oh."

"Master Waltz... do you understand the illness?

"Well, you taught Catalina your knowledge, sister."

"If you say so, you might... But..."

When I say that... Eve stops for some reason.

The expression contained some depressing colour.

"... what's going on?

Atlas asks as she realizes her look like that and narrows her eyes just a little.

Eve then began to talk to Porphyra as she turned her attention to the view outside that she could see from there.

"Dear Waltz... you may be busy right now... We could be on the other side of that horizon, working hard to kill those rats, right?

"That's a terrible word... Well, it's not."

"... I know it's Eve. So much so that if you don't get rid of the rats, a lot of people could die..."

"... right"

And as if it were a habit, Atlas putting his hand over Eve's head.

I just didn't shake her head off because... after all, she was aware that she didn't like it?

Then he said gently to Eve, who, even with his hands on it, does not show any particular dislike.

"Nah, it's okay. Even if I look busy, my sister's is actually free. He said he'd give me a ride about Eve's talk."

"... is that right?

"Oh. When you couldn't... don't worry, I'll put my body up and turn you around, sister or Catalina, okay?

"... yeah."

And little nodding Eve.

Was that coming from relief, or from embarrassment...

Eve seems to have reddened her cheeks just a little, to Atlas' words.

... Well, that too, because of Atlas' next word, I had to go back to my true face...

"Later, Eve. It's hard to say... the direction you're looking is north, isn't it?

As such, Eve, with her flaky cheeks inflated, came to the hierarchy with MEMS production facilities with waltz with Atlas.

... but here, neither of us seemed to think the exact development was waiting for us.

"... what is this?

"... come on?

Eve and Atlas unwittingly raise their doubts when they see how it goes.

Because in the clean room on the other side of the toughened glass window I saw from there...

Gogogogogo...!

and swirling sandy objects;

"Hey! Why are you suddenly out of control! Already..."

Because watching that, there was a waltz ramblingly tapping a terminal that was outside the room...

"... sorry, Eve. After all, I can't seem to talk about it earlier..."

"... yeah."

Atlas withdraws his earlier foreword when he said he would turn his sister around against Eve after seeing how Waltz was doing like that.

Eve also seemed to agree with Atlas' words.

Even for two people who didn't know what was going on, the fact that Waltz couldn't get his hands off him now would have been felt even in response.

... So much so that the situation unfolding in front of us seemed serious to the Eves as well.

"... hey, Master Atlas? Is this okay?

"... don't think no"

"... right"

Clean room where Eve and Atlas are colored by extremely colorful sand (?), pointed a subtle gaze at... that was the time.

Meki...

Dogowo!!

Clean room glass broke in an instant, and sandy objects... micromachines, scattered from inside the room, as if the dam were to break.

"Huh?!

"Whoa!"

I saw how it was, and I was there. Eve and Atlas jumping towards the elevator we just got on...

And I'll hit the 'Close' button in a row right away... but then, for some reason...

"Hey! I'm getting in, too, so wait!

Waltz, who was tapping the terminal, also jumped on board in a hurry.

And the moment she rides, the elevator door closes in good time.

"Sister! What's up with the good gravity control!?

"Huh? No... there is, but using it against small, powerful micromachines doesn't do much good... There is also a combination of thrust weight ratios... Still, if I wanted to stop it, I'd have to multiply it by super gravity and destroy it, but it took me a while to make a corner, and... hey?

"Hey, you're not..."

And again, Atlas, who holds a heavy head.

Even if my sister asked me to consent, all I could tell him was to destroy it, it seemed to him that there was no other word for a response...

"Huh... I wonder why this happened. Until just now, it should have worked properly, but everything suddenly got out of control... You mean you're moving like some kind of will..."

"It was simply a defective product, wasn't it?

"No, that's crazy, isn't it? Hundreds, tens of millions and mass-produced micromachines suddenly go all crazy or something... If that's one or two, you know what I mean? Besides... when I split it a little into energy, it was working fine..."

"So... is that the work of that energy?

"No, that's it... the electromagnetic shielding in that clean room shouldn't make it that easy to hack from the outside. So I don't think that's..."

"Then what the hell..."

As the waltzes engage in such an engineering conversation, unlike this world... Eve, who watched it from the side, inadvertently begins to give a subtle look.

The first thing I noticed about her like that... was Atlas, who had come this far with her.

"... what's up?

and with a surprising look on his face, Atlas asks.

Then Eve... said this while holding down with both hands the beast (...) ears (...) that were attached to her head, which only looked like scumbag hair.

"The cry I had just heard... could have suddenly turned into a laugh..."

That's what I say, Eve, with an unpleasant look on her face, makes me tremble.

Apparently, the child's voice that they are hearing has some relation to the movement of the micromachine...