"I don't feel like an institute. Well, I've never been in any other lab, so I said it in my image."
Visiting the Snow Oka Institute, the dog breeder who was put through to the reception room first spoke of such sentiments.
In the reception room are Midori and the dog breeders.
"Wait a minute. Jun can't let go of the experimental bench applicant right now while he's in a buried human experiment."
Midori said. Over the past few days, seven experimental bench applicants have come to continue to stand. Six of them were seeking revenge on the octave demon, and one was Neat, who volunteered to commit suicide. The experiment is currently being conducted by Nite, the suicide volunteer.
"I mean, shouldn't you be touring the experimental landscape?
"Wow, listen and see."
Midori confirms the dog owner's request with an extension.
"Come on."
Lightly accepted, Midori takes the dog owner to the thirteenth laboratory.
"Heh, dog breeder, what have you been doing since you lost your light-hearted megalodon?"
"I was just hanging out. Look for stories. Not much different from when I was in the Megalodon of Thin Happiness. No, I guess I got a lot of access to the back street. Focusing on informants, we got to know more people."
Those are the things I've been doing just to find stuff for creativity.
"Dog owners have been familiar with the back streets for a long time. Doesn't look like the kind of wind you're in for business as part of the back street."
"I'm in a consumer-only position now, but I used to organize and run it once and for all. For once, the organization is still there, but I've left it to my men to leave for years to build."
As I walked talking, I immediately arrived in my room with Junko.
"Nice to meet you -. I've heard from Midori."
In the room, a beautiful red-eyed girl with a white coat back and bloody makes me laugh when I look at the dog owner.
The girl's hand was poked into the belly of a naked young man who had been put to sleep on the sleeping table, squirming the contents.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Dog Breeder Ichi. No, it's a medium impact painting. Looks like a good portrait."
"A novel portrayal? You write stories about scenes like this coming out?
"No. I don't have any ideas, but if the time came to write something like that, I'd say it would help."
To Junko's question, the dog owner shrugs his shoulder and answers.
"What kind of experiment is that person? You don't even look alive."
The man who was put to sleep on the sleeping table peeled off his eyes, half-opened his mouth, and didn't move even tingly.
"Yeah, where I just died. I've been doing some critical experiments. What kind of experiment is a secret. Even if you die, you can only get the data properly, so there's nothing useless about it."
Junko says it's obvious with a smile. Seeing that, I think he's a rumored Mad Scientist, and the dog owner spills a smile.
"Basically, people who aspire to suicide are trying to test dangerous experiments that are no wonder they're dead. If he wants to die, he won't complain."
"You mean you can have some control? Experiments with high and low mortality. And it's funny to pick someone."
"That's right. But for those who want strong power, even those who like it, they modify it to suit their needs, like dangerous experiments. So..."
Junko pulls his hand out of the body that became the experimental bench and turns to the dog owner for each body.
At the same time, I wondered if the blood that was sticking to Junko's clothes, hands and face had sprayed up misty in the air, and it disappeared beautifully and completely. Seeing that sight, the dog owner spills a smile on his mouth again.
"He wants to hear about the Octopus Ripper, but why do you stick to the Octopus Ripper?
"He's interested in himself, but he knows one of the victims who killed him."
The dog owner honestly told one of the circumstances.
"To that acquaintance, they've been getting weird calls lately. I'll tell you where the Eight Rippers are, so tell them to take revenge. So, he also told me to go to the Snow Oka Institute to get the power to avenge him. He said no."
"Hmm."
"Do you know the guy who made that call?
"When you say no comment, that's the answer, right?
"Sort of."
Then he was a dog breeder who thought he should only affirm, which is the answer that he admits he knew, but is unwilling to talk any further, the dog breeder guessed.
"I also hear you've been remodeling the body of an octave demon. Is that an affirmation by the name of no comment about it?
"Right. I think it's confidential at first. As a rule in me. Well, I don't mind if I tell you honestly."
There's no way a dog owner doesn't know what it means not to try to teach you even though you don't mind telling them.
(A friend of Midori's means he doesn't believe me when I first met him. No, it's not because it's a first meeting, maybe you dilutely perceive my nature in a first meeting and don't believe it with that)
Therefore, there is no point in asking this question any further. You won't get an answer when you ask.
"Do you know who the Octopus Ripper is?
"I don't know, do I?
"An affirmation by the name of a lie."
I told Junko to answer immediately, and the dog owner said so without putting his hair down.
"It's gonna be hard for a retard to talk to you."
Dog breeder in a sarcastic tone.
In conversations between smart people, even if a regular person has to talk about ten things to communicate ten, just discussing five makes sense to each other. So conversations can fly around, and sometimes dull people can hear words that don't make sense flying around.
"That's not true. I can see them and fit right in, and I'll fit in. Hey. Flying around during conversations and using a lot of guessing expressions is for anyone who thinks it makes sense."
I know what the dog keeper is trying to say, but Junko says...
(Yay, I don't know about that.)
Midori questioning Junko's words, not in his mouth. Junko often carries on a critical line of conversation to anyone, whether it conveys meaning or not. Of course, he's conscious and he's going to play.
"I'd like some more fruitful information for a souvenir. I just wanted to show you something interesting and talk to a funny kid, but I don't think I got anything."
"The Eight Rippers are my experimental bench."
"Buh."
To the words of Junko, the dog breeder blew out.
"Haha, do you like to stab me all of a sudden where I'm alarmed? You."
"I think the hub knew about this information, and some intelligence organizations knew about it." Of course you knew the people in the organization that she belonged to. "
The laughter of the dog keeper disappears into the words told by Junko.
Junko finally says: Even though we were able to obtain that information, there was only a lack of prior investigation of the dog breeder, and Junko accidentally revealed and surprised the material information.
(Tachi bad. I have to do it. It's a bunk. Is this the real surprise? No, you're cheating. The words that made it look like the first surprise are fauxier)
He was a dog breeder who remembered something like defeat, but he was also comfortable with the feeling that he was done brilliantly.
"Sorry I couldn't give you much information."
"No, no, that's enough. It's not a social decree, really."
Get your smile back, says the dog owner.
(I don't want to reveal information, and I don't think it's worth it. I feel like thanking you for the care you give me in responding and entertaining me)
With that in mind, the dog owner had a hunch.
That this girl is going to help me create my own.