The boy was a test stand.
At first, he was a boy who was desperate and only had a dark face, but as he was gently and brightly interacting with the researcher in charge, his smile grew more and more. However, there was no change in the position of the experimental platform.
He had come to want to get the boy away from the research facility some day.
Hey, you've been acting weird lately.
The boy laying on the bed looked up at him and asked anxiously.
(Ahh, did you come out on my face.....)
Pointed out, he smiles bitterly and sighs.
"I was worried you might be hard."
"It's hard."
In response to his words, the boy said in a strong tone without putting his hair in.
"I want freedom... but I can't..." I was sold, wasn't I? Your father and your mother are dead... and you can't even guess where they're going... uuuu..... "
Looking down at the crying boy, he feels scratched in the chest.
The world is absurd and unfair. Some are happy, and some are unhappy. This boy was unhappy. And --- the Mad Scientist, who lives on his own and eats people, realizes that he is a happy person, and he feels a strong guilt.
"Even if you knew in advance what the outcome of that choice would be, did you still choose it?"
A small female researcher laughed.
The landscape changes. It's not a research facility. Shopping district. Move to the convenience store in front of the station.
I also understood why this landscape was turned into a landscape.
He went to the convenience store, where he tried to buy lunch and dinner, but turned pale at the cash register. I don't have my wallet. I dropped it somewhere.
"I'm sorry. It looks like I dropped my wallet, so I'll look for it, so keep this..."
Shortly after she fumbled and ran out of the store with her cage intact, she heard multiple shots fired from inside the store.
It was a robbery at an immigrant convenience store. Both the clerk and the customer were killed. He dropped his wallet, but he got nine deaths in his life.
"For example, if you're just entering a convenience store when the time comes, there's an immigrant customer in front of you." Did you stop it, knowing that the man was about to shoot his gun? "
A small female researcher who hears about the robbery asks interestingly.
"Right, I can't do that even though I'm in danger." That's normal. You've been saved by fate. It's God's way of thinking. "
This is just a dream. There hasn't really been such a conversation in the past. Reality and delusion are mixed together. It's true that even a convenience store robber fired a gun. His conversation with this small female researcher, who always likes words like dislike and irony, fate but choice is God, is his delusion.
But this little female researcher was doing everything he could, and he hated her.
"I forgot about my body as a scientist, and I made such a choice because I was so affectionate and helpful."
She makes me laugh, but it is no fart to make such a mockery from him. Because he has no regrets about his choice. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't help the boy.
"Why did you choose to do that?"
"Why did you decide to help her?"
A girl with crimson eyes appeared next to a small female researcher who asked similar questions.
"Hearing your words..."
Looking towards the red-eyed girl, he replied.
"Mad Scientist..."
Once the dust had accumulated, the inspection at the buste was completed, and the ashes returned to the riverbed in the evening.
"Geroppy, it's just now. It's feeding day, isn't it?"
Raising a happy voice, Ash Zheng opened the gauge containing the frog. Frogs are not nostalgic animals, so it is only time to feed them that you can communicate with them. Therefore, Ash Zheng was looking forward to the time of feeding. When it comes to communication, the frog just reacts to the bait, but Masaki still felt like he was playing with his friends.
Is Ash Zheng here?
A knock comes along with a voice. A middle-aged homeless man named Masayama, who is truly kind to the ashes.
There you are, here you go ~
"Oh, there's something I want you to keep in your ear."
The door of the hut opened and Mt. Masayama spoke with a strange face.
"You were playing baseball with the kids." It looks like the mother of the children was watching it. "
"Hee, that's right." I wish we could play baseball together, too. "
”Hah ~... that's not the problem...”
Ashiyama sighed as if to say what he thought with a smile.
"If there were homeless people among the children, parents would take it seriously. It might be weird, so you should stop."
"Eh ~... but... uuuu..." What's wrong with that? I didn't do anything wrong. "
On the advice of Mt. Ashiyama, I was about to cry on my face.
"I'm in trouble..." I'm sure you haven't done anything wrong, and it's not that it's harmful to those girls, but I'm telling you that the world doesn't see it that way. Hmm... I don't know how to explain it. Hmm... ok. Anyway, be careful. "
Yeah. Okay. Asayama-san, thank you very much.
Masayama said as if he had given up and left the Ash Masaru's hut.
At night, Masashi Ash reports to Kurosuke via chat that she played baseball and did inspections.
Junko Yukioka is trustworthy. You should trust her. "
Kurosuke remembers the same thing over and over, but Ashishi doesn't feel suspicious.
"Yeah, I know." You're being kind to me. [M] I'm so sorry. "
Ash Masumi chatting while laughing.
"Kurosuke-kun, I'm glad you've been talking so much lately."
Is that so?
“Yeah, I'll be even happier if you tell me more.”
I see.
As usual, ashes that speak straight to the mouth.
It's difficult because I'm silent. I'm worried about you because I have so much to talk about right now. ”
"Worried? What?"
Seeing Kurosuke's words, Ash Zheng asked with a strange face.
Is your health well under control?
"NPO people come in a lot and ask the same thing. Tychoger. Tychoger."
They're worried about you, too.
"Are you worried? I'm worried." Ahahaha
After laughing, Ash Zheng felt like an electric current ran through his head.
"I was worried you might be hard."
The spoken dialogue is typed into the chat as it is via audio input.
"Huh? What was that? What is this? Why am I talking about this?"
I'm surprised. It's not a consciously spoken dialogue. A dialogue that reacts to the flow of the conversation and spontaneously emerges.
Kurosuke-kun?
And because Kurosuke has become unresponsive, it goes around.
Kurosuke-kun, are you asleep already?
No, I'm here.
"I saw something strange... logs." What is this? "
I'm not you, and if you don't know what I mean, I don't know what I mean.
"I see. That's right. I'm sure I've forgotten... I remembered in my dreams and soon forgotten again, just a little bit more, and soon forgot again."
When Kurosuke pointed out, Masaki Ashi whispered to her head.
"I'm going to bed now. Good night."
Oh, good night.
Ash correction that leaves the holographic display on and lies down.
It's hard.
Such a sentence is typed into the chat field.
Ash Zheng never looked at the text. The sentence was erased from the log a few seconds later.