Play with Mad Scientists!

I dream. I dream in the same place again and again. A dream in the same sight. The dream of the same person.

White world. The walls, floors, and ceilings are mostly white. People are wearing white clothes as well. He is equally dressed in white.

Among them was a girl dressed in white with a slightly unusual appearance. Under the white coat is a boyish outfit called T-shirt and shorts. Sometimes I wear a shirt, but my shorts don't change.

He was always fascinated by the girl's red eyes. I was attracted to it. Everything was attractive, from the tidy appearance of a beautiful girl, to the cute smile, to the white dazzling thighs.

Be aware of how old you are apart from yourself. Thinking about confessing to the stone, I decided to hide my feelings and push them to death.

The girl always smiled unceasingly, but there was a grown-up atmosphere that was unpleasant to her age. It also looked as if he was optimistic. I also heard such rumors that he is an ageless person who has lived incredible years with different appearance and actual age.

”Hmm... I don't fit in as a manager, so it's hard to be the head of the office”

Celebrating her appointment as head of the office, the girl laughed lightly.

He was glad to be in the same space as his half-hearted counterpart and to have a conversation every day. I was happy every day. Even if I don't have the courage to step in anymore, that's all I need.

”... you're a shimmering shop, aren't you?”

At one point, a girl laughed and said: That's true. He was shy then.

I wonder if you're a shimmer?

He makes a wrinkled voice. It was surprising to be told that. Judging from what he is now, At least not now.

"Why did...... participate in this project?"

One day, he was troubled by the doubts that someone had spoken of.

That's not a girl's question. A younger boy. He is only about ten years old.

"I didn't mean it--it wasn't really what I wanted to do."

After saying it, I thought it was a difficult word, so I rephrased it.

"But I chose--I chose."

Even though he feels discouraged from the child, he speaks out.

"Everyone seems to be making their own choices. In fact, they don't have a choice. They seem to be flirting with fate. In fact, it's the result of their choices."

He wonders whose line it is. Is that your own line? I think it's different. He feels like someone other than himself, but he agrees with the contradictory way of thinking.

"What will happen to the outcome of that choice?"

Someone shouted. It's a woman's voice. It's not that girl's voice. The voice of a woman full of malice. He is afraid. And despair. I know what lies ahead.

There he wakes up from his dreams.

There is still fear. The nostalgia is sweet and sour. But I don't know the reason for the emotion. I don't remember what my dream was. Like I want to remember, like I don't want to remember.

That's what we talked about this morning. And when did the memories in your dream come to pass?



Junko received an email that bothered her.

The sender is not volunteering for a remodel, he's doing something else. It is not uncommon for requests to be made other than modifications. However, it is not a request for work such as product development. Looking at the sender's name as if it was something different, Junko felt it.

Confirm the name of the sender by pulling out data that is more than thirty years old. I recall that in the research project to which Junko belonged and participated in in the past, I had acquaintances with that person.

(The girl who was on the test stand is now...)

The current situation of the person was described in the email. He became a scientist, a mad scientist.

"What's the matter, Jun?" I looked at her with an unusual and strange face. "

Midori calls out to Junko, who looks at the holographic display in the day care room of the N building of the bathtub and thinks about it if dust accumulates.

"I think I should say that the old newsletter has arrived."

Junko spills a meaningful smile.

"Huh ~? Fulfillment letter ~?"

If that's the case, it would be interesting.

To tea Midori, Junko refers to the display.

”Huhhhh... it's Alraune's entanglement again ~”

Well, even if it's about Allaune, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Allaune with that girl ─ ─ Kumi-chan, does it?

When she heard Midori's dialogue, Junko said:

"The dot and the point are connected to the line." From the beginning more than thirty years ago, I feel that many lines are stretching out. "

Midori noticed something similar in Junko's smiling expression.

That's what we talked about yesterday.



Long ago, she and her sister thought they had what they wanted.

It is true that we have achieved that. But she didn't know. There's a big unexpected pitfall there.

She couldn't get what she wanted. There were still missing pieces.

But she won't give up. My sister won't give up either. I scratch my feet to stop myself from collapsing.

If there is a God in the world, she curses him for being such a mean person. If you think you've fulfilled your grief, this is the way to go. God curses God because he thinks he is a bad writer who likes tragedy and comedy.

And she knew. And there are some in this world that are chosen, and some that are not chosen. And he knew that he had not been chosen.

"I don't know what the outcome of that choice will be..."

When she learned the truth, she murmured with bloodied eyes and bit her teeth. I became angry. The words were spoken by someone who taught her power and knowledge, with a careless look on his face. At that time, that very beautiful appearance---but I could understand the meaning of a gloomy boy with such a cloudy expression.

Still, she scratches her feet. Scratch with my sister. Curse God, but scratch to fulfill a wish. He made a long-term plan that spanned decades and recruited his compatriots.

And some of the compatriots we've gathered...

... that was more than thirty years ago.



The boy was a test stand.

Sold to a research facility for human trafficking, he was inhabited by unknown creatures.

“Genome analysis of the Alraune Original, which seems to be an extraterrestrial organism, is very difficult. The base sequence of the unknown base and the four-dimensional structure different from the double helix cannot be analyzed even by the latest DNA sequencer. However, if the replica is inhabited, the DNA of the alraunes that has been made impossible to analyze will be brought closer to the organisms on the planet."

The researcher in charge of the boy told such a story.

The researcher in charge of the boy was kind. In my spare time, I was always able to talk to the boy and play with him. It comforted me when it was hard. Thanks to the researchers, the boy regained his smile and became a sincere admirer of the researchers.

"I'll help you." I'll get you out of here. "

One day, the researcher in charge tells the boy with a strong face.

The researcher tried to escape with the boy, but the attempt failed lightly and the two were captured.

"I didn't mean it--it wasn't really something I wanted to do. I didn't want to do this to you either. [M] I beg your forgiveness....."

Dialogue that I have heard before from the researcher in charge. The researcher apologized to the boy with a face that seemed to suffer much more than it did then.

“What happened to the outcome of that choice is this.”

A small female researcher who caught the researcher in charge spread a mean smile.

"Hey, me. Do you know?"

The female researcher giggles and calls out to the boy with a funny smile.

"God is mean." This is what God wants. "

That was more than thirty years ago.