Time goes back, the Snow Oka Institute shortly after demonstrators panicked and fled to a glance, a few minutes before Katsuura reported to Van Dam.
"What the hell did you do to get rid of me? I don't think he's a red tormentor."
Seeing a dozen demonstrators falling in front of the entrance to the laboratory, Zao asks.
A red tormentor is a unique virus created by Junko and used for demonstrations, mob crackdowns, etc. When infected, you develop red eczema all over your body, accompanied by severe itching, which makes you almost incapacitated, but a substitute for immediate recovery and no sequelae.
"No, that'll come again, so I'm just putting down some radioactive material."
To Junko, who answers with a smile, Midori blows in unison, tired and pompous mouth opens.
"You know what... as such... Or are we in danger, too?
Zuo will have a drawn look.
"All mice are modified to be resistant to radiation, so it's okay. Overlife is doing the same to counteract nuclear war, and True you have been sneak remodeled. This lab has frequent radiation leaks."
"What if it leaks all the way to Candoville?
Ask in a manner that is truly frightening.
"That's absolutely fine. This underground laboratory is designed to withstand nuclear war, and it won't leak outside. Now, the children of the bomb victims rolling in front of the lab, Mr. Zuo, Mr. Blue Nettle, you and I are going to throw them outside, please."
Standing by at the entrance to the living room, a double leaf grows from the top of his head, blood vessels float all over his body, and a Phantom of blue and white nudged skin moves his body twisted with joy, according to the words of Junko.
He was originally Neat, but because he lost his temper to live and came to the Snow Oka Institute for the purpose of suicide, every time he worked under orders, he was a man who was modified so that pleasant substances appeared in his head. Since then, I have been doing manual labor at the Snow Oka Institute.
"Whoa, we also need to get the entrance and the radioactive removal of the bomb victims. It's good afterwards to throw the bomb victim out of the building. There's also the possibility of radiation coming out of the bomb victim, and there's also the possibility of further bombing."
Junko walks out of the living room and picks up an organic device that has the ability to remove radiation from another room.
"I'll help you, too. It's going to be tough for both of us."
True looks up at Zao and comes up with a name.
"Ok, Midori... but I don't want to work hard, so I'll rub everyone's shoulders when I get back."
"I... am also preparing tea..."
"I'm a sarcastic speaker, sir!
Subsequently, Midori, Tired, and Shiraito each made a name for themselves.
"I'm going to leave my people or something!
Seota changes her blood phase and yells.
"Then you should have gone to help. They spilled poison gas, didn't they?
One of them in the leading group wears a buttcake and abominably stares at Suntae.
Many who had participated in the demonstration had disbanded and returned home to flee, but only the key members remained, gathering at a shrine named the Night Fork Dance Shrine, which was nearby, where they held meetings with a dark face.
"I told the police, I contacted the hospital, and I'm sure the police will do something about it"
One of them, who was in the lead group as well, still put a buttcake on the ground and said strangely red-faced and in a disgusting way.
"Are you all right? You."
Seita called out worried.
"It's just a little hot. Maybe he smoked poison gas."
The voiced member answers.
"You should go to the hospital too."
"But you surprised me. I can't believe I'm spreading poison gas on a good citizen."
I feel restless, Peach says.
"Mad Scientist was also arrested by the police, and I guess this is it"
Kiyojiro, who thinks in common sense and seems to understand, dares to speak to confirm.
"That would be right. I'm worried about the poison gas smokers."
"There are a few of them here who smoke."
When Seita and Kiyojiro are talking to each other, suddenly, inside the shrine, a frivolous group appears, and the members of the Grim Penis get a little nervous.
He is softly wrapped in strange material clothes that are reflective of white terra all over his body. The hands were also covered with gloves and the eyes were also covered with thick goggles, with no exposed areas at all. A group that feels like complete protective clothing.
"You guys! Those are the Grim Penis kids!?
"We're low on numbers! What's wrong with the others?!?
A group of white protective clothing has called out. There seems to be no hostility, but we all find ourselves confused by its unusual outfits and nervous voices.
"I want you to listen without panicking. You could all be bombed. [M] The children, packed inside a huge box placed in front of the candoville, were confirmed to have been bombed by severe radiation. You will all be transported to the hospital for examination."
It was the words radiation and bombardment emanating from the mouth of a person in protective clothing with a leadership character that did not cause panic, but the members of the grim penis were stiff with fear and shock.
(It's not poison gas, they scattered radioactivity...?
The fear that I am also being bombed boils in Kiyojiro. To those who were in the lead group and came back, it seems that they are undoubtedly bombed.
"You're lying..."
A man who was crouching about saying he didn't feel well had a crying face. If it was some kind of lie, we all felt the same about wanting to think it was a joke, but he was particularly upset and confused. As one of the leading groups, he goes underground and sees many comrades fall on his side. He understood that he was in a dangerous condition and at the same time could not accept it.
Outside the shrine, dozens of ambulances are packed. It looks like the roads are half-enclosed, too. Candoville has also been sealed off from the perimeter, a group of protective clothing has gathered to measure the perimeter with what looks like a Geiger counter.
"I'm not lying... you know..."
Moaning peaches in a flash. The group, intoxicated by justice and coming in a state of evil exorcism, had been knocked down to the nightmare Nara at once.
"There's a lot of noise out there. This won't get me out in the end. Candoville's sealed off."
"Wasn't the demo better yet?
Zao and True were exhausted watching the footage sent by Midori's schizophrenic body. Dozens of bitter groups of protective clothing gather in front of the building to measure radiation.
I'm already done cleaning up before the lab. Radiation from the students and surrounding areas who had fallen from the blast was removed by a suspicious organic device, and the Grimm Penis students were boxed and thrown outside the building.
Hematopoietic stem cells in the bone marrow, stem cells in the small intestine, etc. destroyed by their radiation have not been regenerated. I've been relentlessly throwing it out. It's not hard to imagine what happens to them afterwards.
You won't be able to make white blood cells or platelets in your bone marrow, but you'll be almost immune to bacteria. The small intestine decreases absorptive function, leading to unstoppable diarrhea and bacterial infections. If you were exposed to even more massive amounts of radiation, your nerve cells would also be destroyed and your survival dramatically reduced.
"Are we sure we're okay?
Zao asks scared. Blue Nettle brought a magnificent mass of radioactive material, and Zuo and True should have been exposed to massive amounts of radiation up close.
"You said it was remodeled so that even 10,000 grays would be affordable and bearable. They say ordinary people die first in ten grays."
True answers, but I don't know that unit called Gray in the first place. How many units might have occurred in front of the lab?
Junko might be able to tell me more, but Junko at the time had been calling without pulling, so Zao decided to open the internet and search and find out for himself.
"Every three to five grays weighs a semi-lethal line and says," It feels like a month to two months with serious damage to the bone marrow and a half chance of dying. "The lethal dose is about 7 to 10 grays. They're probably bathing more than 10 grays, so they've suffered damage to their digestive organs, and it's 10 to 20 days before they die. Life extension treatment in a sterile room will allow you to live longer, but it will take the form of letting you suffer for nothing and extend your life, I'm sure."
I held down the phone and Junko taught Zao the very usual way of talking.
"How many grays do you have to die instantly?
Ask with curiosity.
"Hundreds to a thousand grays, I wonder."
Junko answers the question and then returns to the phone.
"Excuse me. So sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I did it with Nori. It's a good thing that I owe you one big loan. Yeah, sorry."
Junko keeps apologizing on the phone, but I don't see any shards of sincerity there either.
"Who's calling?
"The chief executive of" Central "- he's from" The Thirteenth Staircase of Pleasure. "
After hanging up the phone, Midori asks, Junko answers.
"Come on Gripenis demonstrators, I was so pissed that I sent so many people to the hospital that way. haha."
Pure child laughing innocently.
"I'm sorry for the laughter. The backstreet site is already full of rumors. Wonders and TV doesn't seem to be reporting it."
Zao puts out multiple displays in front of his face and says
"Well, hey, if they find out there was an artificial bombing in the middle of town, they're desperately keeping the press down because if they suck, they can panic all over the country. Still, newspapers and publishers with people trying to report it will kill half the board's family together to show off, and the press will not be the first to break a shield about what Backstreet has done to NG."
Junko lied a little at this time. The real reason I'm keeping the press down is not to prevent panic.
The extent of the radiation leaks and bombings in the first place cannot lead to serious panic among the people of this country. There is nothing wrong with reporting to that extent. There's actually been a case of that hand in the past, there's been press coverage, there's been no panic or anything. Junko knows what the real reason is.
"Surely the Grim Penis people, they were against the use of nuclear power, too. And yet, it's ironic that you're going to be treated for being a radiation bomber, while at the same time giving life to the foundations of science as valuable research data. Poor thing."
Words are pure children smiling and laughing in a good mood, as there are no shards of sympathy at all in their backs.
"Nevertheless, my plans went a little crazy. I had a plan to make that one thoroughly evil. Come on."
Junko had a vague but contemplative plan to apply Keri with Grimm Penis. I don't just want to kill the bosses and executives, I want to let the rest of the world know about Grimm Penis's evil behavior so that I can never get back on my feet again. Developments in science I would like to let you know after giving evidence that the value of equal-evil was the wrong one and that the idea was simply for the benefit of Grimm Penis to circulate throughout the world.
I've only considered the scenario to be blurry, but I'm pretty sure that using my current hand with momentum alone has exposed one of our hands.
(Somehow in the back street - it was easier not to know what the nature of the overlife would be.)
But the enemy boss will gain important knowledge with this. Junko expected that.