"Uh, Atlas? I need your help."

"What? I only have a bad feeling that you want my sister to help me..."

"That's... sorry. I can't go to Boreas again."

"Sister... you don't have that, do you? Sylvia, I think you're waiting for something unscrupulous.

"Yeah, I know that... looks like we've been skipped in the past, huh? with macrophages......"

'Huh? Also, what an unexplained joke............ what?!

At the same time as that word, you finally realized the situation that hit the waltzes, Atlas flashing through the bear dolls.

Towards my brother like that, now Cortex started talking.

"I'm not kidding ~? Well, I still don't know if this is the past or the future. By the way, the only moon you can see from Atlas is one, right?

'... ah. I can still see it through the window, but only one. "

"That doesn't seem to mean that we've at least flown into a parallel world ~. Those two moons are ~"

and Cortex snorts convincingly. She seemed to have thought of the possibility that the place she was now in had come not only to the past or the future, but also to the parallel world. To parable, as Waltz once flew into this world......

After that, now, questions fly from Atlas.

'How the hell did you do that... no way was there anything wrong with the way Cortex recovered macrophages?

"No, we're not getting that far on the itinerary. ~? I just transferred the object I was taking in into my body to a smaller macrophage to make it smaller. Then, for some reason, something with a negative mass and a negative volume is sent to me ~ …. That seems to have caused a hole in time and space and has flown into the past"

"Negative mass is still understandable, but negative volume... what?

"I want you to tell me, too. It seems to have evaporated and disappeared now, so I can't be sure ~ …"

With that said, Cortex exhaled deeply.

She seemed to want to observe substances with negative volumes. Unfortunately, however, the object in question had already disappeared from the world and could not be observed. In other words, I might say that I was losing a hint of a time leap to get back to where I started. How regrettable that is for Cortex...... Perhaps you won't find any words to explain it.

After seeing her like that, Waltz opens his mouth this time.

"That's why I'm going to look for a way to get back, but from Atlas, I don't know if I can make it to Boreas by the end of the day. I wish I could jump in time with a pinpoint, but it would be just a story in that SF...... Well, I guess flying from you means you can fly home the other way around, huh?

'... ok. I'll tell Sylvia and the others. But those guys...... no, I'll try to convince them from me'

"... sorry Atlas. I asked for it."

"Ah. Are you all right?"

and atlas trying to disconnect the line, looking sober somewhere. Sounds like he was trying to reach Sylvia and the others who would be in Boreas right now.

But......

"By the way, brother ~? How could your brother make a doll..."

"Oh, how can you communicate? This is-- '

"No, it's not. I just want to ask you why it's caught in the gap between Dahlia's chest and chest," Gogo Gogo

Thus communication with Atlas was to continue for some time now.

After finishing the conversation with Atlas, the fixed position of the bear doll moves from the gap in Dahlia's chest into Eve's arm…. Waltz and the others, at last, began consultations on the landing.

"Well...... I'm going to see if this is really the world of the past, but where do we get off to?

"I think it could be anywhere ~... but I don't think it makes sense to go down to the village around there ~?

"... there's no newspaper, so you don't know A.D.?... Ah, there was no such thing as this world, A.D. in the first place... If I said otherwise... I would cut the tree and look at the annual wheel, I think there are ways to do that... I don't know how many layers of tree annual wheel are growing in the original era, so I figured that wouldn't make sense either..."

and waltz how he realized there was no way to find out when it was now. By the way, I didn't even have a hand in asking Atlas to count the yearly wheels of trees over 2,000 years old... In that case, there is only one choice as to which tree (...) to cut, so the method may not actually be used either.

It was the oldest woman among all the members who were on the energy that was supposed to give such beneficial tips to them.

"Um, Master Waltz? This is a suggestion, why don't you go to Boreas? In the town of Vixen, you've been counting the same years for thousands of years now, haven't you?

"Heh. By the way, in the original era, how many years will it be?

"... so hateful, it was 2251. I was made just... no, forget the words now"

"Ah... uh, yeah... yeah. Ok..."

and a 15-year-old waltz who gets just a little dizzy in Yuki's words when he turns 251 years old.

And even then, there have been times when there have been no good ideas among yourself--

"So shall we go to Boreas?

—— The waltzes, as Yuki suggested, directed the bow of the energy in the direction of the city of Vixen, the capital of the Boleas Empire.