Play with Mad Scientists!

Every day was boring. He lived looking forward only to the pleasures of the beginning.

A shop called "Demiurgos" on Kamiji-dori, Araku-cho, is a junk shop where the residents of the backstreets pass.

Oh, where's Grandpa?

The visiting guest asks in a strange voice. There is an unfamiliar grand man sitting in a seat where an old man with a beard always sits.

The customer has an anko-shaped body with a thick body on the side, front and back, and a large belly. The thickness of the arm is not particularly unusual. The lower right half of the face is red keloid, and the right lip is heavily curled up. It looked strong at first glance, but my eyes were closed and I had a gentle impression.

"I'm in the hospital, so I'll take your place." By the way, I'm the owner's son. "

"Oh, I see. Take care of yourself."

The customer unintentionally spills a smile, as the blurred mouthpiece resembled that of the shopkeeper.

If you want poisonous pigs, they've arrived.

The owner's son points to one of the shelves in the store.

A man called a poisonous pig grabbed an illegal dream band on the shelf and put it on his head.

Illegal dream bands are mainly used for tripping. It gives the brain the same effects as drugs without hitting drugs, which brings a lot of pleasure. There is also a lot of addiction. The difference from drugs comes in a set of programmed video beauty and the joy of experiencing a virtual experience.

It's nice inside, isn't it?

There's no way you can trip around the store so you can experience it a little bit and immediately remove the headgear.

For poisonous pigs, this dream band is not just a hobby. It is also an important tool for work - a weapon.

I got a call when I came out of the store.

Poisonous pig, seven central facilities in Ease City have been attacked. All at the same time. The "Thirteen Euphoria Stairs" base in the bus terminal was also blown up, and the weapons and firearms inside were left behind. It seems that Mrs. Chicken Nugget, who was inside, has also died. "

"Wow. Following Poisonous Kiriko, the thirteen stairs of pleasure were taken by two people." We'll do the same for our enemies. It's getting interesting, isn't it? "

Upon hearing the report, the poisonous pig burst out an unstoppable smile.

”That's right. There's never been a person who has been so big and serious about breaking their fangs against the center. It's imprudent, but to be honest, I'm excited too.”

When the opponent of the call, Tamamura Ring, one of the thirteen stairs of pleasure, said with a laugh, the poisonous pig felt the murderous aura and flew back from the scene in a reflex.

Multiple shots. Struck by a submachine gun, the poisonous pig went into the gap between the building and the building.

"Hey, you're here, too."

The poisonous pig laughs and wears the dream band he just bought.

A poisonous pig that immediately goes on a virtual trip. The sky turned pale pink, and naked women covered in bubbles appeared and leaned against the poisonous pig. Countless white snakes were dancing at his feet. The white frogs with umbrellas also appeared and danced alongside the white snakes. The red sea is spreading, and fruits jumping out of the sea in colorful bubbles. Tachiuos in tuxedoes with musket guns line up to make a celebratory cannon sound, and the fruits come down and devour them along with snakes and frogs.

Just before they dodged, the poison pigs were looking at the assailants. Three white men and two black men shot at the submachine gun. It's a hard weapon to get in the back alley.

(As for what the outsider said, is it true? Tee time on the battlefield. They're after me. It seems that Mrs. Chicken Nugget was also killed, and the other thirteen staircases of pleasure are dangerous for this.)

While the Dream Band trips into the Wonder World, the Poisonous Pig can simultaneously maintain consciousness in real life.

"come out fugly face"

One of the assailants taunted in English.

"Oh, I'm glad to see you." I'm the kind of person who would be happy to be humiliated by this face. "

With a fierce smile, the poisonous pig emerged from the gap.

The assailants saw a poisonous pig with headgear, and for a moment they pulled the trigger.

The bullet did not even hit a poisonous pig. The white frogs with umbrellas flew out into the air, spinning their umbrellas and firing all the bullets, and bubbling naked women appeared around the poisonous pigs, shielding themselves from the bullets.

Suddenly, the assailants were taken aback and stopped shooting.

Various fruits pour rain on their heads. A white snake appeared dancing from her feet, climbing up and biting her body. The tuxedos with the socket gun align and shoot at the confused assailants to make a beehive. Two of those shot noticed that the color of the sky had turned pale pink before they had finished.

When the poisonous pig removed his headgear, the sky returned to its original color and all those around him disappeared.

It is true that poisonous pigs are happy when they are disgraced by keloids. If you kill an abused opponent, you'll feel much more refreshed than you normally would.

"Oh, thank you. I'm glad you're coloring my grey life." It was a little fun. "

The poisonous pig smiles as he looks down at the corpse and says thank you.

That's what we're talking about today.



Immigrant Grotto. Home of Battlefield Tea Time.

Simon Bell was surprised by the visit of King, the boss of tea time on the battlefield, and Peach Pepper, who was liked by King the last time he came to Japan.

"Wasn't it two weeks before you came? I heard you're still in a fight with a private oil dealer?"

At the church, Simon visits King. Two weeks later, they were told that they would bring a large number of gangs from the United States to Japan.

"I deliberately flushed. To keep you off guard. It's that stinky guy's suggestion."

Snorting his nose, the king said without fun.

"In fact, we have already settled with the private oil dealers. That organization doesn't seem to be a monolith either. Some of them didn't want to fight us. Recently, we've only been pretending to be fighting, and we haven't even hurt each other. Soldiers have also been secretly sent to Japan in large numbers. About 400 people, I guess. They're spaced apart, and they hide in separate spaces."

"But you can tell me as much as you want."

Simon, who becomes reluctant.

"I'm sorry, but I took extra care because the center might be connected to Oh My Rape." It's not like you don't believe in Simon. "

I see.

Simon smiles when he hears King's words.

Is Wraith's grandfather here, too?

"Yeah. He'll be here any minute."

Is Dean still in the answering machine?

"Yeah, he's the only one I can trust while I'm away." Alan is here. In addition, there's also a composite of Funny [Hezusu] and Goddy. "

King answers Simon's question.

"But you don't have to stick to just tee time soldiers on the battlefield." If you think you can hire someone good enough, you can hire someone from the back streets. "

"I don't think there's anybody who can take on the work of breaking into the center... well, I don't know."

When King told him, Simon thought of a few people.

"The showdown is tomorrow." The central facilities and the behavior of the members of the thirteen stairs of pleasure are checked, aren't they? "

King had ordered Simon to investigate them in advance.

"Thirteen facilities just turned out." I relied on the information from Pepper Tai there. Ten of them are realistic enough to be able to raid. I want to avoid the other two because they are likely to be entangled or the security is too tight. All the top executives couldn't figure out what to do. There's four of them. "

I see. Then I'll aim for it all at the same time.

When he heard Simon's report, King laughed furiously.

Well then, the war has begun with the center of the Japanese backstreets.

”Wangh”

When King declared, a dog barked as if to respond to it.

Looking toward the voice, a Shepherd sat on the church chair, looking toward the kings.

King felt like he was being grabbed by the heart. The breed of dog called Shepherd has hard memories.

"What, are you praying to the dogs in church?" Or do you want to enter tea time on the battlefield? "

"I wonder if it's an immigrant pet. I've seen a lot of wankers lately."

Simon spilled a smile at the joking King.

King approaches Shepherd and strokes him. The dog gladly wags its tail.

"I'm sorry."

While stroking, King's face turned sad for a moment, and he spoke an apology in a small voice that no one but the dog could hear.

That's what we talked about yesterday.