For some time after True left, Mika was investigating the workshop. Hawkeyok finished his treatment and took one. The bowman was browsing the internet in his spare time.
"Mr. Moon was also the owner of the extraordinary powers, wasn't he? But that seems like a convenient force, that."
Close the holographic display projecting from your phone and the bowman speaks to Mika.
"Not so! That's the elementary of fate manipulation, the late payment of bad luck! It's not a complete evasion!
"Oh my God, I'm going to pay for bad luck later, so I'm going to die after all..."
Hawk Hiko listens to Mika and makes her face look disgusting as funny.
"No! Whether avoiding fatal misfortune or a little misfortune, the misfortune paid is no big deal! That's the good thing about this ability! Continuous use is dangerous!
"But manipulating luck is an amazing force."
Seems like you can make as much money gambling as you want, you figure out a lot of ways to use it.
"Found it!
Mika makes a sharper voice than usual as she touches her hand against the wall.
The wall that Mika's hand was touching opened to the inside and a hidden passage appeared.
"Does that even mean it's a hidden door on purpose? Pretty shitty bum, huh?
"Let's go too. Maybe you have what you expected."
Bowman and Hawk Hiko also enter the hidden passage.
"Wow, this is terrible. Yeah, terrible. Very bad. Really bad. Yes."
Soon he slipped through to another room and saw the sight there, the bowman frowned.
What was there was trace of the use of those bought in human trafficking for human experimentation with the virus. I have deliberately made it into a formalin-pickled specimen and decorated the results with both hands so much that I can see it at a glance.
(I suppressed the evidence I was looking for. Now you can crush the bamboo break without worries)
Mika squeaks without speaking up.
"I don't know, on the side of justice, it's a good occasion to burn in anger, but, well, it's not actually like that. On the contrary, wow, I'm impressed with the outdoors."
Bowman in a chilled tone.
"That's what I look like, too. I can't imagine the people who got toyed around here and killed, but I can imagine that. You grew up and you got thin dirty, us. Or maybe it's because I've seen too much terrible stuff. So, what do you think about Mika, who's still a delicious young lady with a big teen?
Hawk Hiko spoke to me in a teasing tone, and Mika shook her first,
"I don't impress you, I purely learn to be angry... but there may be a big part of me that is cold too. I guess it's because I'm used to seeing a lot of things, too. I would have been different if I'd just fallen into this world."
"I guess that's the place. Anyway, let's act differently when we get out of here. Or when we're done fighting together."
"Hey, why!?
Mika wolves and raises her voice at the sudden declaration of the Bowman's collaborative destruction.
"Why, is this the dialogue. Why didn't you shoot her then? He was showing a gap against you. But you obviously hesitated to shoot. [M] Is that kid and you sticking around, or is there another reason? Either way, you can't fight together if they show you that. You know what I mean, right?
The bowman had the same soothing face as usual, but he had a cold light in his eyes behind his glasses. Mika sees it and feels herself under pressure. Once again, I am strongly made aware that this man with a nostalgic face who seems to be moderate, is a warrior of war who has crossed numerous training fields.
"Ex-husband, that kind of development, isn't it? We'll see about him with a hot gaze."
"Hawk Hiko is only attractive in places like that, isn't he? Yeah, that's really the only place that's sharp."
Half impressed, half frightened. Half bowman sees eagle hiccup. Eagle Hiko puts his hands behind his head, grinning slightly.
"It's just one thought... Once upon a time, I confessed and I was shaken."
Saying, Mika takes the magic pen that was nearby and starts writing letters against the wall as she puts her index finger on her mouth.
'He is not an enemy. I plan to be on my side. That's all I can say now. There are a lot of circumstances, but I want you to guess. "
Looking at the text written on the wall, Bowman and Hawk Hiko look to Mika and decide to get in tune.
"I know why, but whether it's a one-sided opponent or not, we're killing each other, and if we're left clueless, so be it."
He was a eagle hiko to say in his true face, but the bowman didn't miss his eyes laughing.
"This time I won't be clueless! I swear! If you feel like you're underhanded, you don't mind killing me!
"There's no such thing as killing! Do that before then. You want to do this and all sorts of things!
"Sexual harassment again! But it doesn't matter!
To that one word of Mika that I never thought of, Hawk Hiko turned to the bowman, stuck in words the other way around.
"Are you going to be sexually harassed to that extent? I'm not convinced. So, what do we do? Bow Man."
"Let's trust you once."
It didn't go with Mika, but the word now was the true heart of the bowman. It is now clear that Mika is hiding something. With the nuance of believing Mika's words that it won't be an inconvenience.
There are so many people in the back street called Mad Scientists. But most of them are anonymous and employed by criminal organizations. It is a handful, such as a well-known person who can eat freely.
To the extent that Fukuda Heavy is also named for the community among Mad Scientists, it is difficult to say that there is a foil in the name, although not very much.
I was jealous and envious of this girl, who had the ambition to become a well-known scientist, all of them feat, but who therefore suddenly appeared before me as a well-known Mad Scientist - a girl with knowledge and skill that clearly far exceeded the common sense of modern science, by the time she went mad.
We walked in and out of the lab while living at the home of the bamboo relaxation, completely cracking it down with the chemistry squad. Fukuda also suppressed jealousy and enmity on the surface, and, as usual, bordered Junko in an unscrupulous manner, but while he was dating Junko for a while, the enmity gradually faded.
"I'm the absolute opposite of animal experimentation. It's not a good idea to experiment with animals with egos for human convenience. I can't say I don't like animals, and I think it's so cruel and wrong to kill them in the name of human science and medical development"
At that time, Fukuda and Junko were having a conversation alone because all the other fellows happened to be at work.
"That's why the idea of not doing any animal experiments, only human experiments, is madness itself, based on the values shared by the folks in general society."
While he is jealous, Fukuda, who is also intrigued by the way Junko thinks, keeps talking seriously.
"It's for the development of human science, so experimenting with the same human being is completely muscular, right? But there's so much I want to do, there's not enough people to be the experimental bench, and I can't get as much data as I think inside."
"Why don't we go through the human trafficking organization very quickly and buy" Marutai "?"
"That goes against my aesthetics, too, huh? It's the rule in me that anyone who comes here wanting it, or who's hostile to me, should be the subject of an experiment. So I welcome the emergence of someone who will be my enemy."
Not sarcastically, Junko said that with all his heart, Fukuda also found out. It is a famous story in the back streets that she immediately wages a war over mundane things, catching hostiles and using them as material for human experiments.
"Well, if that's the case. If that rule comes off, you'll get even more results and results. It's a stupid choice from me."
Fukuda is happy to make kobu tea because she can find a point to mock.
"I don't know? It doesn't suit me to have a smart way of life that is always a choice for efficiency, or a policy that only requires results without choosing a means. You can dare go far. It's better for me to go down the road with dedication and waste and fun, huh? Sometimes, because of these constraints, I can concentrate so much that I can return a good result. Or you can make an unexpected discovery because you've gone far. Besides, the joy of achieving it can taste extraordinary when you are able to go on a difficult path with dedication and still achieve your purpose."
But the words returned by Junko pierced Fukuda's chest in reverse. An unexpected idea.
It's easy to deny in words, but not in feelings or in reality. In fact, Junko has a lot of track record, because he has achieved an unlimited number of results. Junko also makes sense, Fukuda herself admits it.
"Grungy...... it's a cliché, but it's just scaly from the eyes...... No, not sarcasm, but sincerity. But now that regulations are getting worse, I don't think we can choose the means."
"Sure you are. Over the past few decades, the idea that the development of scientific civilization itself is evil, fuelled by the ecological boom that has gone too far, has become completely pervasive as international public opinion. So there's no point in stagnating human civilization."
"Oh, that's a really offensive story. Shit, grim penis guys."
Fukuda throws up abominably. In the last twenty-first century, Grimm Penis, the most famous and enormous environmental protection organization in the world, is resented by scientists as a serpent because it has turned scientific civilization itself into an eye vendetta and created a tide in which science is even poorly developed.
Fukuda believes and does not doubt that it is the development of scientific civilization that will most fruitfully benefit humanity. I was glad that I and this girl had the exact same idea when I fell into the back streets disappointed with the current situation, which was all about regulation in the name of environmental protection and I couldn't even do what I wanted to do.
"That's right, what do you think of the Red Tormentor modification made based on the Red Tormentor? I must have asked you how you feel about being the one who created the original."
Thoughtfully bump into the questions that bothered me the most, but were hard to hear.
"Well, let's be honest, I don't know."
Fukuda is stunned by what Junko has to say.
"Where is it? I'd like to hear more about it."
Fukuda asks after being lightly denied and disoriented.
"If you're in a great mood, you can stand this itch, and even though it's a mistake to give infected people memories as stories, killing them just like that won't be fun at all."
"What do you say? You use it as a weapon, so it would be much quicker to kill it. In general, this can kill a helpless soldier as he is."
"It's easy to try to kill an infected person. Something that was harder to keep from killing. First of all, other than the strength of power, there's not much difference between an existing weapon."
Fukuda is devastated by the fact that she said she struggled quite hard to bring powerful killing power, but was told that it was easier there. I also have admiration for many of Junko's ideas. Jealousy is still stuffy, but I have to admit. No, I'm jealous because I admit it.
"I'm home."
Truth enters the lab.
"Welcome back. I saw the footage they sent me, but, um... I don't know if it felt right. True, because you didn't mean it, they don't seem to be serious either. I was wondering if you could hunt me down better next time."
"If you were watching, you know I was about to get killed by these guys, right?
True to gaze at Fukuda.
"What are you talking about? Did we almost kill you? Such an idiot......"
Truly, Fukuda snorts, with a hint of killing.
"They sprayed a virus on us where we were not, and they almost killed us together."
"There's no way we're going to do that."
While I told him so, Fukuda was thinking of a certain person. There are people in the organization who just aim for results without thinking about it later.
But I didn't put that in my mouth right now.