"Sure Mr. Yukioka was right, there was no raid today, but can we really remain alert tonight?
The bald head security chief of the bamboo break who visited the lab asks Junko.
"I hope it's okay. My reading, it's definitely tomorrow. I think the next day raids are the way to go after a day of vacation and a whole day of tension with the guards here. So I'm not gonna take the night off and get ready for tomorrow."
"Okay."
I bowed my head respectfully and made my bald head brilliant with backlight before the chief of security followed the lab.
Zao was transported to the hospital, Kamamara was also stripped of his number 2 status, and all the other executives and managers of the remaining bamboo break were likely to rely on Junko.
From the instinct to follow and rely on the strongest, it can also be said that it is a natural consequence to regard nature and pure son as current leaders. Junko is also Junko, who now transcends his share of customers and behaves all he wants to do within a break in the bamboo, but no one complains. I follow without objection.
"Best of luck, by tomorrow, we'll have to finish it."
With a loud voice, Junko inspires the researchers. They threw out the work they had done until the day before, and as Junko tells them, they were building something.
Using instruments and apparatus for producing Battle Creatures, the person who was put to sleep on the operating table was in the middle of being converted to something else that was not human. The researchers were also somewhat confused at first by the treacherous act of human remodeling, but were now tempted by the work.
"Pfft, how do you feel about remodeling your former boss to play?
"Yukioka-san, isn't that like a villain's line?"
Fukuda, who laughs like that, also enjoys the disastrous task of working with Junko to turn humans into monsters.
Genetic manipulation and biological modification are everyday tea meals, as the manufacture and sale of Battle Creature is also an important source of funding for the break of the bamboo, but this was the first time for boulders to battle creature humans. Naturally, human battle creation is strictly forbidden by international law, but rumors of underground organizations implementing it persist, and there is even talk of it taking place in the national gutter.
Anesthesia left him unable to move, but his consciousness remained intact, desperate to be made into something he was not a human being, and Keiichi Kamauma kept crying as he opened his congested eyes and looked up at the ceiling.
Fukuda had no sympathy whatsoever when he saw it. Originally I looked down on him as a foolish young man who was just lucky, such as about persimmon swamp, and besides betraying the boss, Zuo, and trying to frame him, I even remember how creepy he is in his situation right now.
"I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Let's transform it into a very strong Phantom with everyone's hands and welcome Mika Tsukinawa and Bowman Amano."
"Ooh."
"I'll try."
"That's exciting."
The researchers also respond with a smile to Junko, who says with an uncontrolled smile.
"You're totally an idol here, you are."
Fukuda also became fond of Junko. Fukuda thinks it would be natural to do so because she is a girl who is constantly stunned and creates a bright mood on the scene and enjoys the conversation. It is also the first time that I have encountered this type of heterosexuality.
Nevertheless, when it came to what we are currently doing, it seemed extra appealing to Fukuda that it was a human modifying surgery, far removed from humanitarian Yu ethics. This is true from the researchers.
"Mm-hmm. That kind of thing hits my back hair. I'm leaving here as soon as this game is over. As a result, I didn't screw up about this organization."
After I say it, Junko accidentally realizes he was speaking the truth.
"We wouldn't have trouble getting back to work, and you don't have to worry about it. I didn't have an attachment to the organization."
But Fukuda didn't seem to notice, he was laughing. No, even if I had noticed, I might have returned the same words and laughed.
In this world there is always a dashing man. The hacker sometimes runs against ethics into crime, disturbing the world's order.
But they deserve them. Sometimes only outsiders can do it. There are back streets to keep them in the frame of professional criminals and to keep them in charge of the industrial corner of this country to serve as the gear behind the world, so that they do not work disorderly evil.
Mika Tsukinawa didn't become a fool because she liked it. If I had just left my instincts behind, or apprenticed my parents and behaved naturally, I would have slipped away from the fuzz of the world.
Being a martial artist, his father thoroughly tapped into Mika's kind of psychiatric gut theory, and Mika also took it naturally and always came in the mood for everything, making her a very painful girl: Nori, a support group all year round, even if she took one way of talking.
As a result, he was not well reconciled with his surroundings, was seen with strange eyes as a stranger, was sometimes scolded, abused and, as a result, desperately stepped into the back streets of the world.
"You're more powerful than normal people."
Towards Mika, the brown short-haired girl in white told with a smile. From close range, she peeks into Mika's face and talks. Crimson eyes emit mysterious and seductive brilliance, and even though they are of the same sex, they make me feel strange when I can stare.
"That's why I can't fit in a normal frame. It cannot be weighed in general terms. Standard sized containers overflow. But there's also the prospect of a bigger leap than a normal human being. I'll set you free. You can exercise your power to turn even fate into an ally. Even fate makes me want to be on your side. That kind of special qualities you have."
The apparent age of that red-eyed girl looked two or three years older than herself, but its objective narrative grass and transcendent atmosphere seemed to live many times more than herself.
Years have passed since then, but the look of the girl who decisively changed her fate has not changed. You'll look older yourself if you line up now.
That was Mika's interaction a few days before she entered into the struggle against a break in the bamboo.
"It's boring that you're too much as you want. I wish something irregular had happened to me. But well, it's still a stage before we set the stage..."
After many years, Mika enters the store when she sees the girl, who has not changed her appearance, continue to laugh funny at the coffee shop Kewi, on the ground floor of the candoville, towards the 3D display that floats on the table and talks to herself.
"What are you laughing at alone!
Sit back in the seat across from Junko and speak up.
"Ah, Mika. Nice place to be."
Put your face up and smile.
"I was wondering if you could do me a favor."
"Truly not leaving it to me to ask for it would be a job that's not even Rokuro!
"True wants you to do something else, so you want manpower. It doesn't have to be Mika."
As I say, Junko looks again at the 3D display projected from the computer into the air.
"Do you know what a Red Tormentor is? the conflict in the Republic of Banara, a virus used in the Holocaust. That's a product I'm selling on my own by modifying my Red Tormenters without permission."
"I know the name, but I've never heard that was sold without your permission! I thought it was something you were involved in!
"I think so, don't you? Seems like everybody thinks that because I'm not complaining about anything, huh?
"That's a fatalistic act! Who the hell is that? What imitated that!
Even if it wasn't Mika, it was an incredible story from someone who knew Junko. It's like selling a fight openly, and the person selling that fight is too bad.
"It's an arms-smuggling organization called the Breakfast Break. As a criminal organization, it's a middle class, and it can be a bully to the weak."
"So you're going to crush that organization! South Amitabha Buddha!"
"It's not funny to just crush it. It's no big deal, so if True sends you in alone, it's over."
Junko flips the holographic display projected in the air toward Mika.
The display showed a country called Banara and the face of one man.
"This man belongs to the revolutionary!?
Mika naturally knew about the man, too. A global celebrity. There's no way I don't know.
"That's Amano Bowman, who is said to be the biggest hero of the twenty-first century. The kid's just like you, he's my mouse, right? I'm in the middle of a conflict for the liberation of minorities in the Republic of Banara right now. Nevertheless, I recommended him to the Novam National Liberation Army for rescue - I was the one who set him up to recommend it, to be exact."
Mika also figured out why Junko said it was funny.
"I'm proud of you, too. I can't believe my mouse got so major. Come on. I'm also interested in how much this kid's abilities have evolved. By the way, I'm the one who recommended Banara a contract for a break in the bamboo, and based on his behavioral patterns so far, I think he's more likely to come to Japan and try to crush a break in the bamboo if the civil war ends - It's not just the people who used inhumane BC weapons, it's the bad organizations that built and sold them. Mika wants you and Bowman to act together, and if you activate your power, you can sneak it into the video and send it to me."
"You said you wanted manpower, but you don't really ask for it, you don't know one reason why you ask me! Say it!"
"True you and I dare to balance our power by turning to the enemy side about the breaking side of the bamboo. I think it would be better to have that kind of position in order to recover the power of this child after thorough observation."
Mika understands that it is finally the usual game.
A strange reality is that Mika is a trickster who plays tricksters with a lot of lives under the title of being an observation that helps her weakness and triumphs over evil to righteous allies. If you're on the side of justice, you should start with the girl in front of you, but I don't even care.
But on the other hand, I'm not willing to shut up and overlook Junko, who's trying to do something that's not even Roku.
"Okay! Take it on!"
If we take this job, we can stop Junko when he tries to do something outrageous. Even though True obeys Junko, she pretends to obey and betrays him if she doesn't care, so Mika tried to learn from it as well.
Plus, I think you would really cooperate with me, and I make up my mind to keep in touch with Junko secretly and truly.
"Oh, and I'd like to ask Mika to investigate and eradicate this bamboo break at the same time. If you don't pat me first in the form that someone is asking me to eradicate the bamboo break, to avoid trouble, Bowman, you'll come in contact with Mika from your side, and come on. I wonder if it's a good idea to do things together."
"He said I would sell fights for a break in the bamboo!? For no good reason, we can't fight in advance! Hurting people at your convenience is out of the question!
"There's a reason. These people, they're human beings who bought it from human trafficking, and they're experimenting with human beings. From my aesthetics, that's what I hate the most. It's my rule not to experiment with reality, either by mutual agreement or if you're not a hostile person. Request from me driven by profanity. Isn't it possible that Mika moved in empathy with that?
"That's fine! Take it on!"
Junko is a bad man, but he will always keep the line he drew himself. We don't cross that line, but Mika also has no clear hostility towards Junko. Because I have never met anyone directly except the hostile or the self-loving.
There are many things in her play that take the lives of the irrelevant...
A few days after Mika took on Junko's request, the civil war in the Banara Republic ended and Bowman Amano and 400,000 Hawkko returned to Japan.