The day after hope regained consciousness, a person appeared that he had saved the life of hope.
(Did this guy really help...)
Wearing a swallow tail suit or something, he replaced a horse with a half-naked beautiful girl, witnessing the famous freak of Euthanasia City, the Miyazaki Sword, and Hope thinks.
"Sano-san, this one is the authority of cyborg engineering, Mr. Fumizaki Ken. Cyborg surgery as an adjunct to the disabled, and he says your whole body mahi will be cured in a short period of time."
The doctor in charge who came into the room with Misaki opens his mouth.
"But it's expensive, isn't it?
"Mm-hmm. In your case, you need to cyborg your whole body, so there's 700 million yen."
Hope to hear the amount from Misaki's mouth and be ready to sleep for the rest of your life.
"But if you follow me, I won't do this surgery for free."
Migasaki laughs niggardly at the disappointment of his hopes.
They cut out stories that are too generous, or convenient, and their hopes smell frigid.
"Be a righteous hero fighting evil Phantoms. Then you can have it for free. It's free, and as a boy, it's a burning situation, if you can't possibly not take it on. Okay, it's settled."
(Ah... he's worse than I imagined...)
Fumizaki decides on his own and moves on with his story, a flashing hope.
"Where is the Phantom of Evil..."
"I'm here. It's real. Mad Scientists or Real Things, So It's Not Weird To Have Evil Phantoms And Justice Heroes"
Miyazaki theorizes forcefully to his blushing and mouth-watering hopes.
"I'm not in the mood for that kind of joke right now."
I never thought I'd be dealing with such a freak in a place full of feelings of my life over with a full body mahi, but I'm annoyed by the spectacle.
"Sano, I'm not kidding. Professor Misaki is a backstreet, a mad scientist known as the living legend. Mr. Misaki is serious, and he really makes a bunch of heroes. It's a famous story in that muscle. That's not all. It was Professor Misaki who saved you from brain death, which is essentially death."
Explained to the doctor in charge, the authenticity finally came to pass.
(Not me, but let's just say that)
The milk tells me not to give my name, so Misaki has changed it to his handle. But on the other hand, I am also learning how to make a second brain from milk, so I can resuscitate Miyazaki in the future, even if the spirit soul is not traveling to the underworld, even if it is brain death.
"Am I no longer human?
Horrible Asking Hope.
"Humans will be human no matter what they look like. Or do you have a deal to discriminate if your mind stays human, but your body doesn't? I'm no longer a normal person, so it could be a tragedy from ordinary believers and ordinary fanatics. If you're the bearer of the crazy idea that you should go to bed if you're not normal enough, you can't force yourself."
I thought I was just a freak, I've been mouthing strangely heavy dialogues, so Hope changed my perception of Miyazaki.
"Is there no other way?
I didn't expect a good answer back, but still the hope of asking.
"Leaving aside the conditions I put out, cyborg is inevitable if you can move. The inconvenience of using organic devices whenever possible, but requiring regular maintenance, arises."
"Organic device?
"When it comes to cyborghing, it doesn't just incorporate metal artifacts into your body. Instead of those inorganic things, it's better to use organic things to get used to your body. Organic matter is the division of matter, if you think it refers to biological things. Inorganic matter is non-living. Of course, the human body is an organic body made up of organic matter. The organic device that I created is half assimilated to human cells in a human body, so that part of it doesn't need maintenance."
The hope was somewhat convinced that it was like transplant surgery.
"Ok...... I don't care if you're a righteous hero or whatever, so please help me."
To his desire to beg as he gave up, Misaki chirps his tongue and lets him shake his finger sideways in front of his face.
"You can't just abandon yourself. Rather, this is a place to rejoice when a new world opens. Don't be always positive about your life. You're a lucky man to be winged into a zone a normal person can't experience."
It was Misaki, who encouraged in a bright tone, but the worries of hope never cleared up.
(What would Akiko think if he found out... I'm talking about Akiko, so I'm sure you'll accept... no, I'd love to... No, not if you doubt it...)
There was also a sense of resistance to being something extraneous, but more than that, it was a desire that concerned Akiko's eyes to see herself.
Haya Biton, one of the executives who partitions the private oilfield Japanese branch and head of the unit of operatives in charge of the Kanto region, had gathered members of the private oilfield store lurking around Japan to rescue operatives exposed to the Misaki sword.
Private oilfielders are not a backstreet organization in the first place. It is a giant financial institution, which has a secret association side but is normally recognised in the surface society. In fact, it is not just about finance, but also about the chemical industry, food production, transport and oil industries, which, although broadly spread their hands, treat them as companies in a different name, ostensibly disguised as conglomerates.
The reality of private oilfielders is an Order, formed with the aim of manipulating politics from an industrial point of view and dominating many nations and peoples. They also have private armies that surpass even those small countries there, releasing operatives to all the countries of the world. Conflicts and wars may arise by them, and burial into darkness of those inconvenient to the organization and the Demon clan was frequent.
An object such as the Israeli mafia is also half fictional. It exists as a dummy to make sure that private oilfielders do not become reprehensible, such as when private oilfielders use force. Whatever it is, the mafia did it, and we can beat our victims.
"Not yet. We were defeated by 20 men. We need more."
Looking at the list of soldiers gathered, Biton tells them in tandem.
"If you get any bigger, you'll be a squadron. No matter how dark the city, if there were to be a feud of this magnitude across the city, the police, of course, the media, and the Japanese government would not shut up. Most importantly, those in the organization..."
The deputy captain of Biton's squad tells him.
"Which side are you on? Is that a Demon clan puppet?
Bitons staring at the deputy captain. I know I'm frustrated myself, but I got stuck in my mouth.
"Don't say such childish things. It was stopped, but in the first place, the soldiers gathered this much because they had the mouthfeel of Mr. Rafael Demon."
To the words of the deputy captain, Biton was surprised.
"Thought it was a ruthless iron skin...... It was surprising."
"He has his position, and it's a lot of pain. They're all hanging out in critical places."
"Whether he has good sense or not, he has the eyes of other clans..."
Perhaps as a whole the Demon clan, disposing of people like pawns and devouring profits is the basic policy, Biton thinks. Even if some of them had good sense, if they did not match the basic stance of the clan, Raphael would have had to show such an attitude in front of himself because of the various inconveniences that would arise.
"But if you taught me that, you'd ruin Raphael's hard work, too."
"I just happened to know..."
To the bitter pointing out bitter, the deputy captain said it seemed decidedly bad.
"And... are you enemies of the dimension that if you number them, you can do something about them?
"Numbers are power. While one of them is guiding Miyazaki, he can also free the captured ones. I can't think of any other effective hands."
There are powerful individuals in the organization, but Bitons don't like the way they rely on them. There is a strong sense of stubbornness in not wanting to acknowledge outstanding individual power.
The day after Hope regained consciousness, Akiko visited the hospital alone to pay a visit.
But there is no sign of hope in the hospital room. When the nurse asks me, I wonder if I can talk.
"I'm a lover of hope. Please, just tell me."
"I was transported to Professor Miyazaki's laboratory for the treatment of systemic mahi. They're going to have surgery for systemic cyborg."
The doctor in charge showed up and spoke in a way that was difficult to say.
"The other day, Professor Miyazaki just realized how to treat complete spinal cord injury and complete physical arrest. Even if the neurotransmitter is cut off and the body is unable to move, it is possible to embed and cyborg machines all over the body and manipulate the body with only EEG. It's a dream band application."
The doctor in charge intended to explain it plainly, but Akiko wasn't sure. But if the hope becomes a cyborg, I only understand that it will be able to move, and I remember some relief.
On the other hand, there is anxiety. Speaking of foggy swords, there's always so many horny dressed pretty girls all over the city instead of horses.
It's a pervert walking. I wondered if I would let such a person do it and be safe.
(I wonder if I'll have to talk to my mom. You might know something. Or is it better if it's the same Mad Scientist connection, Junko?
Akiko, who had been lost for a while, eventually decided which one to consult.