In the corner of the room where various equipment is placed, several men and women dressed in white face the woman in the ponytail.
"I don't want to turn against the enemy." However, given the meaning of positively touching the green ash, it cannot be left unattended. "
A woman in a ponytail speaks in a calm tone. Although it seems that the appearance is still in the early twenties, the intelligent appearance and atmosphere make people think that they are older. In fact, she lives many times as old as she looks.
She was called the edge of colour. Most people who know her call her by her name, not by her surname, because...
"Shirako is also likely to move. Before I do that, I want to secure it.”
The name that came out of the mouth of the color edge was a very abominable name, whether from the color edge of the mouth or from the other people on the spot. He was an abominable adversary.
“Why don't you try to contact Mr. Yukioka head-on and tell him about the situation?”
“It's dangerous. Many people in the Mad Scientist neighborhood believe in and admire that person, but I also know the evil side of that person.”
One person suggests, but the color edge rejects gently.
"Despite the fact that the Shirako and the others started to retrieve the rearing experimental bodies, only the ashes have been left behind. Shirako is also on the alert at the moment. Let's get moving, too. We will not be able to retrieve all the experimental objects immediately, no matter how hard Hakuso is, so let's move to retrieve them too."
What do you do when you encounter Shirako or his gestures?
Listening to the decision on the edge of the color, one person asks in fear.
"There is no chance of winning even if you collide with the Hakus, so please escape if there is a possibility of collision"
The edge of the colour was just a soft tone, but no one on the spot could be relieved. It was their earnest desire to revoke the decision itself.
Riverfront. A baseball field not far from the city of the homeless.
The usual boys' baseball team is practicing. Despite the elementary school students' baseball team, for some reason, there were mixed female junior high school students, mixed with dolphins with limbs, and even today, there was a pattern of mingling even with wandering old people.
Oh, Masamune-san took it again
"The motor nerves are surprisingly good. Even though he's a grandfather
The children were admired when they saw Masashi Ashi, a field hand, take the ball.
"Let's correct the ashes." Throw it! "
Um, yeah.
Encouraged by Kamiya, Masaru throws the ball while being confused.
"He's a strong man."
Masuke muttered as he took the returning ball.
Since the team had another sick leave, the ashes came in in the form of filling the hole, but Ash Zheng is enjoying baseball with great joy. Neither do the children.
However, some people regarded such a chaotic practice landscape as a problem.
"Hey... is that okay?"
"I have to be okay. I think we should deal with it before something happens."
The middle-aged women, who are the guardians of the children, whisper to each other as they look down at the chaotic training face from above the berm.
"Ash, have you ever played baseball?" I feel quite used to it. "
Even if you don't remember your head, does your body remember it?
Spica and Qian on the bench said as they watched the ashes play out.
By the way, Cliff Room-san, why are you depressed?
Looking at the gummies hanging on the bench, Kami asked a question.
"When I drew the illustration in the newspaper, the advisor teacher in the press department got mad at me..."
Today, a girl named Tsugumi gave her reasons.
"If you draw such a dirty illustration, you'll get angry..."
A dazzling melancholy.
"It's not sad. It's an art. It's an erotic movie tone that was popular in comics in the middle of the Showa period. You don't understand that unique flavor and personality... it's too much... Ah, I'll show it to Kamimi-chan, too."
"No, you don't have to show me."
"Shobori..."
It was a gummy that took out a sketchbook from inside the bag, but it was rejected by Kamimi, and she dropped it again without strength.
"It's not pathetic, it's obscene. By the way... it's hard to say..."
Qi talks in a truly indescribable manner.
"Tsugumi-chan, you don't have to hang out with that old man so much." Since Sakuoka-sensei is watching you, why don't you leave it to him? "
"Eh ~ Why would you say that?"
Tsugumi's expression surprised her.
Because it's for the news department's ecological observation of the homeless.
and, Spica.
"Spika-san is, but Tsugumi-chan seems to have a different purpose... she's a little uneasy about that..."
To be honest, Tsugumi is jealous of her obsession with ashes. It looks like they're holding an area they don't understand.
"I don't think Ashimasa-san should stay that way, and according to Snow Oka-sensei, it hasn't been like that for a long time." There used to be a time when my head was puffy, and I don't know why, but suddenly it turned out pretty good. That's why I feel like seeing Masamune return to her place of origin.
Tsugumi smiled as she looked at her and revealed her emotions in a steady tone.
"Um... uhm... did you say something strange?" ng..... "
Listening to Tsugumi, Qian gets embarrassed.
"It's not that weird ~. Which one is weirder for me?" Ahahaha
Tsumi laughs softly.
Ah, Junko-san.
Jap!
Kamimi spotted Junko coming down from the dirt, and Angelina stood up and screamed angrily.
Angelina-san, thank you.
Kamimi calms down.
"I've brought Masamune-san!" When you're done practicing baseball, you can go to the bathroom if you need to collect dust for your brain test! "
Junko shouted at the ashes he was practicing, replacing his hand with a megaphone.
If dust accumulated, Kami, Tsugumi, and Angelina accompanied the buste not only to the ashes.
Into the building standing in the mountains, the ashes are attacked with nostalgia.
"There are a lot of people in white clothes. I kind of miss it. A place in your dreams?"
Ash Masaki asks when he sees people walking around the building.
I'm sorry, but it's a different place than Asahi-san's dream
Oh, Junko knows where my dreams are.
Of course, because I was there with Ashimasa-san.
Just by saying that it was the place where Ash Masaki dreamed, Junko knew where it was pointing.
"Haha, let's get started. Today, Amamiya Meguru is in charge. Alright, thank you very much."
When the five of them were waiting in the daycare room, the dust piled up and Rumiya Meguru, a Bustei researcher, came and greeted them fiercely.
Nice to meet you. Can't you open your head and die?
"Hee, it won't open." You don't have to open it, so don't worry, ahn. "
Meguru answers the question seriously.
"Hey, there are some amazing people." Even though it's a laboratory, cosplay ~? "
Tsugumi pointed to the aisle and his expression shone.
Looking at it, there was a girl walking in a dress that I could only think of as a cosplay. A girl in a witchy outfit with a white base. In both arms, half of her face was covered with hair, holding a quadruple-legged beast.
Jap!
Angelina rose with rage. I wasn't the first person I saw. Even though she looked different, Angelina knew who it was.
"Huh...? Ah, that's the dolphin from that time."
Hottsumi-chan?
The magical girl, Hakuto Hatumi, dressed as a witch's cosplay, cheered at Angelina, and Junko's expression turned glamorous.
"Wow, it's been a long time. How are you?"
Angelina rushes over with a smile on her face.
Jaahoooo!
"Painful!?"
"Hey! Angelina, stop it!"
It's not a good fight ~
Angelina gnawed at the spruce's head, and Kami and Ash Zheng peeled it.
"You were merging before, right?" So why are you fighting now? "
"That's right. I didn't do anything wrong with the dolphin." Rather, even though the dolphin has taken over my body...
Junko and Hotsumi asked strangely.
"Jap..."
After being told by the two of them, Angelina changed her attitude and bowed to him with one hand standing in front of her face as if she was sorry.
"There seems to have been some misunderstanding. It was a misunderstanding and it was too early."
"What a misunderstanding..."
"Jap"
Kamimi translates and Junko plays. Angelina shrugged her head in embarrassment.
"Anyway, Angelina-san, that uncle seems to have Allaune as well." It's slight, but it's reacting
Yeah, I guess so.
Junko nodded as she saw the ashes.
"Oh, Aizawa-senpai. Ouch."
Senpai is here, too.
The locusts walked away, and now the truth appeared, so Tsugumi and Kamimi called out.
"I've lived here since the lab was destroyed. Why are you here?"
"With Ash Zheng-san's addendum - Yes. I'm going to do a head test."
Tsugumi answers the real question.
"With the analysis" "Analyze" ", CT scanning and ultrasound" "echo" tests are not enough. "
That's why I know that I'm using the equipment here to inspect it, but it's true.
Makoto, you should try it out.
"I see, it's difficult to scan the contents of my body..."
The true artificial magic eye glows red and confirms while looking at Junko.
"Ahahaha, you're going to try it on me." Did you see anything good? "
"Huh? Senpai Aizawa's eyes are shining red right now."
Junko laughed, and Tsugumi was surprised to see the truth.
"Since you can see through my clothes, I can see through my clothes now"
Oh, senpai, erotic
No, no, Aizawa-senpai wouldn't do that, would he?
Junko joked, Tsugumi teased, and Kami denied it.