The Sana 'a Biological Institute is a four-story, horizontal, fairly large building facility.
There are constant kina smell rumors at research facilities surrounded by numerous mad scientists and conducting illegal research. Sponsors also have multiple large companies on the street and backstreet organizations involved. The government is also the counterpart, so both the police and the hub were left alone.
"This is extra-territorial, and whatever you do, you mean it's an acceptable space."
Yumtsuka, the boss of the end-of-life organization "Dust Resistance," sarcastically says as she jerks off her bearded head.
"If you say that, the same goes for the Yukioka Institute."
Looking around, Shibuya Ten Nights said. What they have now is an entrance to the lab. It is a fairly large space. The corridor leading up to the back is also quite wide.
(I guess the width is for carrying creatures that become experimental benches)
Ten nights is what I think. The story is that Battle Creature is also manufactured here.
"It was funny how Junko was on TV the other day."
"Looks like 'Grim Penis' framed me, but I got it on my mind. You know, pulling the back dweller out to the surface that way."
To shake the subject, Kishisho, a visionary presence of the organization, still says with an unpleasant face today the pendant of the snake's entangled cross. Since Junko is my favorite person from the point of view, I felt like I had been discredited for it, and I couldn't help but be angry at him at the time.
"Sorry to keep you waiting"
A tall researcher in white came and spoke to the three of them as they relaxed on the couch at the entrance. He's a man with a thin eye and a face that's too long vertically to say he's long. Its nose is crushed low. I can't even flatter you as a beautiful man. For some reason, I wear a thin pink cardigan under my white coat.
This man's name is Komikeski Koyama. He is a client who invited the Dusty Resistance to this instant laboratory.
The request is for an investigation because there may be traitors in the lab who are trying to circulate information they don't want to be known outside.
Currently, investigators from two organizations, "Rewards of Job" and "Luciferin Dust", are visiting the Institute at the same time. I came to this lab to check if there were any inhumane experiments, like human experiments.
If the rumors were true, human experiments would also be bursting, but when two organizations on a boulder are stepping into a dignified investigation from the front, also with government ink, they would supposedly refrain.
"Luciferin Dust" is an anti-backstreet organization that has recently emerged. It is said to be an organization of gathering and gathering, joined by various individuals and organizations on the street, with the aim of suppressing emerging forces but also very large and oversized backstreets, a situation in which the centre, while also keeping an eye on them, cannot but tolerate their existence.
There are rumours that some radical groups and individuals have already been crushed by this organization, but there is no story of clearly visible combat action. At the moment, it is about investigative activity at best.
"The request was communicated in advance. For once, should I meet Luciferin Dust as well?
"There's no point in face-to-face. I'd rather they didn't sneak up on me."
I say it in a shaky tone to Oyama, who speaks of a dull thing.
(What the hell, this guy...)
Meanwhile, he felt strange at first sight when he saw Koyama. Whoever he sees, he sees some sort of vision, but he sees nothing from Oyama.
(This guy, he's alive? No, don't you have a heart?
If some people have no emotions at all, I've thought about it before that I don't see any visions. But I've never actually met such a person before.
"I also find it difficult to investigate them because there are so many places they can't get in. With regard to your investigative activities, I intend to give you all the permission I can, but there are many studies of the contents that are out of the reach of the outside eye."
"To the others here, what position are we in?
On the way to Koyama's story, he pinched his mouth.
"With my introduction, you can make it a new candidate. If someone asks you, you don't need to elaborate. That's enough. We have a lot of customers here."
It was a hill with a thin eye in the form of a laugh and a smile on its mouth, but the impression on the hill was not very good, not to mention from the shaking and ten night's eye. I was feeling some kind of inexperienced creep.
Yukiko Du, who visited the Sana Biology Laboratory, was staying overnight to investigate the lab.
As a matter of fact, the investigation of this laboratory is only a nominal one. The real purpose is to make contact with Luciferin Dust.
There are rumors in the public that Luciferin Dust is the lower organization of Yob's rewards, but it's a completely different organization. However, there is a matching interest. Job's rewards often work with backstreet organizations and individuals, and it's hard to say how well they relate to the backstreet itself.
If we can cut back street forces, that's ideal for Yob's reward, and if we can have a good relationship with Luciferin Dust, who lists back street suppression, that's not a bad stance either.
"Hagano Hagano."
Luciferin Dust's agent, whom Luciferin contacted, looked up at Luciferin and introduced herself unfathomably. The age is presumably around twenty. He looked reasonably neat, but he was a little guy who didn't even seem to be 140 cm tall. Its appearance stands out, small or far away, as it wears a black cape and other things that hide softly from the neck.
(Under the cape, I wonder if you're hiding even a large weapon)
I suspect so first, but there is also the possibility that it is just a hobby.
"Yob's reward is sponsoring us? I'm comfortable with that."
Eight ghosts asking straight questions. Sachiko decides that she has no affection and doesn't seem to be the type of person who is good at social dictionaries. But people without these backwards and fronts are more forgiving.
"I don't know if your organization belongs to the ocean or the mountains, so it's a place to see how things are going."
"That's what everyone who joined Luciferin Dust thinks. It was launched in a short period of time, because it's a massive gathering group. I'm talking about a lot of people's thoughts swirling behind me."
Sachiko was a little spooked by the eight ghosts who revealed the inner details of the organization without hiding it. I wonder if this is too much talk, albeit of a diminutive character. I don't even think you're lying. Loyalty and belonging to the organization itself also seem weak.
"Did you hate the back streets and agree?
"Right. But it doesn't mean you don't admit it all back street. Thoughts are also divided within the organization around here. I just don't like the fact that even the state is involved in using and managing criminals for national power. Even if that's what you need. It's strange that innocent citizens are left to cry, and I want the heinous crime to be treated properly as a heinous crime. That's all I'm asking for."
Asked by Lucky Son, Hachi talks perplexed about what he thinks.
(It doesn't seem like it's a simple personality. You seem to know a lot about the back streets)
Hatsuko revisits the Hachi thing a little.
"What brings you here? We had an anonymous request from a researcher here. He said he couldn't stand an outrageous experiment or something, and he wanted me to expose it."
"Hey...... loud"
To Eight Ghosts' inquiry, Yukiko hisses her voice and puts her index finger on her mouth. The two stand talkin 'in the hallway. Fortunately, there was no one around, but this is a topic that I can not hesitate to say.
"Job's reward is the same. There is talk of using living humans to make Battle Creatures more intelligent. I wonder if it's mixed exactly. For that accusation, I need proof..."
While talking, she feels unusual signs and Yukiko interrupts the conversation.
(Is this a major technique exercised by rituals? Boundaries stretched? throughout this building......)
I don't know the details unless I use the technique myself to find out, but I can still tell Yukiko, who is also a user of junctions, as an intuition. There is no doubt that the junction was stretched to isolate it from the outside world.
At the dining room at the Sana Biological Laboratory, three dust resistances for lunch. The only strange thing I noticed in it was:
(Did you notice that?
There's another one, to be exact, I noticed. It's Hiroki Machida, a sorcerer in his brain.
(Yes. this discomfort... space closed extensively?
Answer Machida, who has spoken up.
Probably bounded by a high-ranking sorcerer.
Machida said. He is a user of the technique of spatial manipulation, so the two of them were able to perceive the signs.
"What's the matter, Mr. Tsubaki?
I realized how strange things were, and the next moment when the Ten Nights spoke up -
Suddenly the dining room was engulfed in darkness.
The lights went off. The dining room is a large space, but there were no windows, so I can't see anything without the lights.
"Power outage?"
Soon after one of the researchers in the dining room raised his voice, the lights turned on.
It was just a temporary blackout, and I thought it had recovered and returned to normal, too, and it wasn't.
"Is that it? I can't get through the phone. Where the radio waves don't arrive..."
"Out of the net"
"This way too."
The researchers in the cafeteria began to scramble together.
"True, I can't connect to the internet"
I've been trying to open the net for ten nights, but I get the reaction that I'm in an area where the radio waves don't go through.
"Thank you. I think there's been a bond around here."
Shaking and ten nights looked at each other in the words of the true-faced speaker.
(See if you can get out on the subspace path)
Machida prompted me to open a subspace tunnel towards the outside of the building. It is a windowless room located in the center of the building, but it can be opened about a tunnel that stretches outside the building.
"Looks like the tunnel will open for once..."
Going inside, he stopped immediately. There was something like a white cross section along the way, and I couldn't move on.
"What is this?
A shake that came in without permission touched the white cross section next to the
"Hi, we seem to be trapped here every space. I can't even get out of the subspace tunnel."
"I'm trapped, who did that for what?
"You can't possibly understand."
In response to the shaking question, he said in a grumpy manner, pushing away the shaking and turning back the subspace tunnel to return to the dining room.
Life had a hunch. Whether something will happen.
Life was feeling. Whether someone will let themselves go.
Life is nothing yet. But if we get out of here, we're gonna be somebody.
The life was born to take the form that someone wanted. It is also what you want.