Parallel World Pharmacy

Deux épilogues

Right in front of your ear, some kind of alarm goes off.

Fully healed Yakutani woke up on the sofa, nostalgic for the electronic sound.

I suddenly moved my body, and the phone slid out of my stomach.

”Nh... eyelashes”

Consciousness was clear, and the first thing I saw was a modern ceiling.

As a result, the pattern on the ceiling can be seen well.

Raised to block the light, the left arm is so muscular that the watch subsides.

Begin to analyze the situation while learning to be lightly hungry.

"That's what I'm talking about... you're right." I wonder if everyone's okay. "

Ask the assistant AI to read out the time and news.

"May 28, 2048, 8: 45 p.m."

(That means)

Time is advancing through the loop of Earth time.

The cut plane of time that could not be exceeded, it seems to be ahead.

After countless trials, we have reached a result that allows us to survive in the present time and space.

When I look at my wrist as a hawk, I see a note on my left wrist that was written casually.

The characters are not inverted and can be read as is.

Huh?

Yakutani exhales heavily, putting the clock back on his right hand.

"Let's go from left-handed to right-handed and go back to left-handed." The previous owner of the body is right-handed. "

How many times has the world been turned upside down?

It is different from previous sensations, and there is a sense of discomfort.

Stand up, wash your face, and wipe with towel paper while checking your sensations.

When I checked my face in the mirror, I was somewhat unfamiliar with it.

Her skin was shiny and she had a fine face, and she didn't wear glasses or contacts.

”Your eyesight... isn't bad, is it?”

Farma is in the boy's body and he is used to life with the naked eye.

Raise the window shade and look out the window.

A swarm of flying cars flying through the sky.

A gradient of light interwoven with layers of air in the Kanto Plain.

The sounds of life, the hustle and bustle, the sounds of wild birds.

How long had it been, I was just showering with five senses of information floods, and I stood in peace.

I've never received an Earth civilization so chewy.

I feel thirsty.

I looked for instant coffee from my usual shelf, but what was there was a luxury coffee bean that I had never seen before in my life.

(Oh, that's a nobleman. He's not scratching the beans.)

There was also a flannel, so I would appreciate a nell drip.

If you irrigate with hot water, the fluffy and mellow scent will stand here and there.

I thoroughly enjoyed it, and took out a black pen with no insinuations from my white coat chest pocket.

He suddenly holds his pen in front of him.

"Water Spear..."

Nothing will happen.

I placed it on the desk, making sure that there was no power left in my body.

I tasted the awkwardness of shouting special attacks since elementary school.

Oh my God!

Confirming that there was no one there, he murmured cleanly as if he was plump.

The photo stand next to the monitor holds Chiyu's wedding photo.

She has a new partner next to her, as well as her parents.

Good governance and Yoshiko, who had died in a traffic accident, seem to be alive and well in this world.

As "Farma de Medicis" said, I am relieved to know that it is connected to the "world line of the rest of the world".

Well, I wonder what's going on out there.

The hallway was connected to the outside world when the professor's office door was opened.

Students and staff quickly pass by the campus.

Switch moods and recall memories related to this place.

Floor plan of the laboratory building, faculty face, clerk face.

The faces and research themes of his students.

Check your email correspondence for the last six months.

Take out the terminal and start contacting the relevant places.

When I was immersed in the work with a violent momentum, I noticed that the device was vibrating in the corner of my sight.

When I took the device, I received a message from my sister afterwards along with a selfie video.

Onii-chan. Are you ready for dinner tonight? Today, your father and your mother are with you!

"Nice, family reunion." There's so much to talk about and so much to know. "

For today, let's thank our parents, congratulate our sister on her marriage, and eat slowly.

It took me a long month to fulfill my wish.

There is such a feeling, but it is also illusory, as it was everyday until yesterday.

Oh, by the way, do you remember the words?

Chiu added as he remembered.

Is the escape game finally over?

Is it some kind of charm?

Twisting his neck, he sends an ambiguous reply, "Come on."

Is it really Yu who is sending the message?

I wonder if a new abyss has appeared.

... anyway, the reunion over the decades is likely to be fulfilled today...

Through the open door, a young woman shows her face to Room 301, which is the teaching room.

Good morning, Yakutani-sensei.

She called out to Yakutani for a moment.

The girl puts her bag on the desk at the entrance, looking familiar.

Good morning.

I wonder where I met this man.

Is it nice to meet you or not?

I don't know her like I don't know her.

I can't remember my face and I don't know.

Two personalities across different worlds share one memory.

It is difficult to perceive to which world the ego belongs.

It resonates with the other world, or with multiple selves, and is often self-aware.

Perhaps because Yakutani was staring at her in confusion, she was looking at herself.

I subtly check the name plate hanging from her neck strap.

Amano.

I should have read the email earlier, but I didn't think the name was different.

Yakutani-sensei? Has anything happened?

No, no, no.

"I was dazed, but it was like a different person than yesterday." Can I help you? "

"It's nothing!" I'm fine! You're going on vacation today. ”

"Huh, today?!" But today I do have a plan that looks like an outburst... I don't know? "

Amano is surprised and confirms the schedule.

“The appointment that was stuck in the pan has disappeared, but is it a synchronization error?”

"No, I canceled everything. I'm going to be on vacation for the rest of the week.”

“So, suddenly, are you traveling for work or family?”

I can tell from the obituary that it is coming out of Amano's throat.

In short, it is so unusual to take a vacation without thinking about it.

"No, nothing in particular, but I thought I'd blow it off."

I really said that in a childish tone.

There used to be no idea or vocabulary to say, "Let's get rid of it."

But in this world, even if I rest for only a week, it will definitely go well.

You may be freed for a moment from the work that you continued to do like atonement.

During your vacation, you have to reset your mind completely.

New staff, new friendships... we need to take over the environment he maintained.

"Sensei, Sabori. Sensei, have you had any trouble?"

Not at all.

Is that so?

Amano had his eyes puffed up.

"Amano-san, if you have no plans today, please go home on a half day"

Got it! I'll take care of the setup!

She turns a good smile on her face, whether she was happy about the half-time.

"Then, Doctor, I sent you the expense report for the 7th year that you requested."

Seventh year?

"Yes. It's the 7th year of Ehiro."

Amano bursts out in a playful voice and loves to laugh.

Yakutani unexpectedly keeps his mouth shut.

What did you just say? Ehiro, isn't that a person's name?)

Of course, he doesn't know this original name, which is neither Reiwa nor Wanbao.

From Meiji, Showa and Heisei, to which world did it branch?

Is it a world without Soma?

“Okay, thank you. By the way, what is the budget related to soma?"

"What are you waiting for?" Is it a new project in Soma City? "

He has the face of not knowing anything at all.

"I'm so sorry, please forget about that"

"Yes...? Well, please refresh yourself, Yakutani-sensei!"

Amano responds with a loving smile, wondering if she is suspicious of Yakutani's words.

Yakutani forcibly drains her slimy coffee and spills it.

It's another world I don't know.

There is no Soma here, and as Farma de Medici said, it may not be a world that dies calmly, or it may be the beginning of something.

Yakuta still doesn't know the future and fate of this world that is already fixed.

Nevertheless, based on the experience so far, it is possible not to follow the same path.

So, his behavior is the same again.

"... sorry Amano-san, can I ask you a question for five minutes?"

"...? Yes! What can I do for you!"

Let's start again with knowing.

Drop your gaze as you notice the notes in the strange handwriting that says "succession" in Saint-Fleuve.

He nodded inspiringly.



April 12, 1158.

A village on the edge of the Republic of Saint-Fleuve has been hit by a mysterious infection.

When the old doctor who ran the only hospital in the village where he was practicing died first, it became a village without a doctor with 531 villagers.

In the beginning, infection control failed, and the whole village fell into fashion instantly from person to person and from corpse to person.

With every passing day, one neighbor vanishes.

Without rescuing the faraway neighboring villages, their food supplies are exhausted, and people suffer from hardship and starvation.

The trembling infant sat down in front of the house, exhausted of the measures.

She is leaning on her knees with her dimpled orbit and her shriveled, dead arms.

She fell to her feet in search of help, and her motionless mother's body slowly decayed.

The crow stood patiently on the tree like a girl, swallowing the village and holding its tragic eyes shut.

Should I drink water or should I lie down here?

As the girl thought about it, she noticed the footsteps approaching from the front.

The shadow fell on her face as she sat down. She looked up at the Lord of Shadows.

Hello.

It was the blonde young man who said hello and took off his hat.

The young man she looked up to had too much vitality.

It felt like a ray of light that came from the living world to the swirling side of death by cutting the net that was pulled down to this village.

Where is Dr. Ethan's clinic?

"Mr. Ethan was the first to die."

Only one doctor who was protecting the lives of the villagers was killed.

Immediately thereafter, death flooded the outside of the village as the embankment collapsed.

"I was in a hurry, but it seemed like it was late." Is there an adult? ”

The girl spins bumps and cursed words with her dry lips.

"... they're all cumming. Soon. No one in the village will be able to move... Some may still be alive, but no one will come out. The food is rotten too..."

The girl stares at the young man with a dazed gaze.

"Did you come to pick me up too?"

The young man shakes his head at her gaze and says "No".

“I didn't come to pick up someone, I brought the medicine that Dr. Ethan asked for.”

He takes out a nameplate from under his coat and presents it.

She thought it was a long, fine name, like an aristocrat.

"I am a pharmacist from the capital of the Republic of Saint-Flouve as an advance."

"Yakuzushi...? Not yakushi"

The girl is puzzled by the unknown occupation of "pharmacist".

He explains that the pharmacist who let go of the magic-dependent pharmacological system was renamed the new name of pharmacist, with science-rooted pharmacology as the pillar.

“Yes, and our mission is to deliver the necessary medical care and medicines from a humanitarian perspective to all corners of the world where the patron saint has finished his role and the miracle has disappeared.”

Eventually, as he proclaimed, the adults who had only waited to die because of the medicine and medical treatment he brought in, the children had already taken their lives.

Soon, the light of medical care reached the village, and medical support began to be provided in every corner.

The villagers welcome the rendezvous as the main body.

From the village to the end of the plague, the pharmacist's youth continued to work with dedication while encouraging the villagers to establish reciprocal relationships.

The medicine bag that the young man handed over to the people did not find the seal of the pharmacy that the girl had known so far, and instead in the world language,

"Pharmacies Mondi"

and a simple and powerful illustration of people holding hands.

- The Alien Pharmacy is over.