Play with Mad Scientists!

Someone's misfortune becomes someone's happiness.

At the feet of someone who has won happiness, an unfortunate corpse is laid.

He was given a misfortune that was not a place of misfortune - while living a cruel and extreme hell. A number of repeated torture. A mysterious ritual that goes hand in hand with torture.

He knew what it meant. I was being asked.

I will be killed not so far away. But death is not even salvation.

He is dead, and his soul is imprisoned in a cage of pain. Dead and yet destined to be processed into evil spirits who just keep suffering and resentment. I know that.

Despair and mourning, screaming and pleading for rejection. But instead of being ignored, they were even what they wanted.

Come on, suffer and suffer. Despair. You are dead, and you must continue to suffer. Decades, hundreds of years ahead and all the way. To be our food. For our happiness.

He knows, even if they don't tell him. That's what the sincerity of those who keep torturing themselves is.

There are incredibly evil people in this world. His bad luck is that those evil ones have captured him.

There's nothing he can do. We have to pray to God at best. All I can hope for is a heavenly messenger who will turn away these wicked ones and save his own soul.

That's a recent story.

Haoji Miyamura was seventeen years old and desperate for everything in reality. Of course the future, not even the present, I don't want to think about.

If you go to school, you are bullied, in the home, compared to your excellent brother, you are left with your parents, you are not open to anyone, and there is no escape except your own room and delusions.

For being able to escape delusions, Haoji managed to maintain his own mind.

I feel at ease when I am writing a delusional note that has been going on since I was in elementary school, delayed by the fantasy of a different world fantasy. Even as I read through Chelem-based cross-world reincarnation novels online, I can turn away from unpleasant realities.

Haoji is seriously eager for the unusual to come before him. Thousands of times I hoped that the door to the other world would open now, and I keep dreaming that the perfect beautiful girl for me would show up and save me.

At the very least, as a small dream, I don't mind getting superior powers of alienation in reality and just being able to kill all my family and classmates.

But no matter how much I pray or wish, I do not receive prayer nor do I wish.

Boring reality remains boring. Haoji curses God and Ya for designing reality into such a transcendental fucking flavor.

On the other hand, some people in this world live happily ever after, so they curse God extra.

But God heard the wish of good fortune.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Haokichi looked back later and wrote a notebook that would be black history, as an unusual scream was raised from outside the house.

"Uebe Weh, aaaahhhhhhhhhh!

The scream is obvious, I can see it coming from right outside the window. This is upstairs for once. I'm not like a cat who's having an affair.

Looking at the frightening window, Haoji was surprised by the momentum of losing his hips.

There was an anomaly outside the window. Everywhere in the body, a small identical face of a resentful and angry human emerged in a surprisingly overlapping and merging state in dozens of numbers, a alien that is neither ghostly nor monstrous. That's what came out the window, staring at Hao Ji.

"Hate, okay, no, no! I hate everything! I resent you! Break everything in this world. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Summoning, it slipped through the window and into the room. It is precisely the ghost itself, whose body is subtly transparent. Besides floating around. I have legs for once.

"You and me, fellow countrymen. No, no, no, no! I'm so attracted to your heart that I've come this far! We're gonna merge! We're gonna merge! Combine them, power them up, break them all, make them happy. Ooh!

A ghostly horrible being unilaterally proclaims and jumps to good fortune.

"I don't like it... I don't like this... I don't like it because I'm not a pretty girl! Damn!?

The spirit enters the body from within the mouth of the good fortune that rejects it.

Haoji's entrance into the Spirit led him to know the pain the Spirit had experienced. And sync it. And embrace each other. I mean possessed.

possessed, but the majority of the lead lies in good fortune. Haoji is in a state like that in which he drew strength from the Spirit, but his mental state was also quite influenced by the Spirit. But the fundamental part remains the same.

"What are you fussing about, you stupid son!

The moment his father appeared with the anger, Haoji's face was distorted into anger, and plenty of gaze of intent to kill poured down on his father.

"Hi-ha-ha! There he is! You idiot! My father! You're always hunting me down! The time has come to be rewarded. I have to go!

When he saw his son, who gave him a mad laugh, his father was relieved. At last, I thought it was crazy, but I understood that it was the result of us hunting down too much.

"What a reward! The answer is clear! I'll kill you! Death penalty now!

"Bubble!?

When Haoji waves his arm, his father's torso is broken so that he can bounce and fly, even though his distance from his father is away. A father with a split upper and lower body rolls as he punches blood and organs.

"Uh-oh! Feeling good? No! Wonderful. Eh! At this rate, I'll kill all the other shitheads who stuck with me! Should I keep my grudges clear? Ah! My thing is done! But I knew I wanted a beautiful girl to help me. Ahhh!

"Whoa, what are you calling me, I like... chi..."

When Haoji is calling, his brother visits the room and complains when he sees his father, who is two straight in front of the room.

My father was still breathing. Savoring the despair and the fear and pain of death of being killed by his son, he turns only his eyes to his eldest son in tears.

"Shit brother, expensive. No, no! You made fun of me, too. You don't even know my pain, and no, you made me happy to suffer. Wow! Those who make fun of people and make them suffer naturally need punishment as a reward! Death penalty, of course!

Haoji slaps his hand properly on the spot. Shortly afterwards, from his brother's chest, he became a pepper, as if he had been pressed from the side.

"This is the right thing to do! The standards of good and evil in the human world today are insane! You should conform to me!

Without knowing what happened, Hao Ji stepped on his collapsed brother's head and shouted out loud.

Then his mother felt a similar way, killing him with Norinoli.

"Okay, when it's tomorrow, go to school and kill all the guys in your class -! The skank is the only skank - but I'll rape all the girls in mind and then I'll kill them, so I'll die thankfully. Yikes!

Haoji screams high in my home where no one is left but himself, with his eyes running blood and a distorted grin. He was now certainly biting off the happiness of his life.

That was two days ago.

Haya Biton, a private oilfield store executive and executive captain, was summoned to a hotel in Tokyo by her boss's top executive, Rafael Demon.

I guess there's something important to talk about not even calling and purposefully calling the hotel. And I guess there's someone else besides Raphael, Biton decides. Probably a conversation as a reformist who secretly strengthens his power indoors in private oil fields.

Those who are disgusted by the excessive rationalism of private oilfielders exist both within the organization and in the Daemon clan that controls the organization. They were secretly uniting reformists, trying to change the way the organization was and the consciousness.

Biton was recently solicited and joined by members of this reformist. If I refused, I wouldn't have lived, and I had no reason to say no.

The only luxurious room Raphael's waiting for was Raphael's appearance. But Raphael sees only one person, and Biton senses the other lurking indoors.

(Seems like a lot of practice though. Depending on my answer, are you going to kill me?

Biton, who still doesn't trust Rafael, suspects so. Why should I hide in the first place?

"First of all a report from me, this time I became one of the Demon clan's executive commissioners. Oh, I don't need a compliment. End of report. So, here's the key thing. My next job... is as a reformist, but with a strong nuance to putrefy the organization. The corruption of the organization will be made public. And also with the help of the outside"

When asked about Raphael's foreboding, Biton decides it's going to be a pretty big job. It is obvious at a time when not only within the organization, but also outside powers.

"The opponent is part of the paranormal division of a private oilfielder. They launched the Ghost Weapon Project, which has always been a leap in Japan, but they were not able to achieve much. As you may know, the Ghost Weapon Project is, as its name suggests, a plan to mass produce Ghost as a weapon. It secretly kills sorcerers and spells in Japan, and in this country it is called the Spirit of Power, trying to transform it into a Ghost Weapon. The psychic defense potential of this country can also be weakened, so two birds a stone."

"You've heard the rumor." The Reward of Job is making us particularly the enemy of our eyes, and that's why we're here. "

In the mission of the reward of Job, a large organization that does not take a crack at private oilfielders and one of the world's fixers, is the liberation of unsaved spiritual souls. The practice of artificially building evil spiritual weapons is too much work to buy their anger.

"Oh. Quite a few of us are offended. Including me. So, I want you to crush these guys' projects. If possible, I'll start without one person left, and if I can erase any traces, I have nothing to say. It'll be hard to get rid of the traces, too."

"You think it's already known to the outside world?

"I like to guess inside."

"With external help, there's a prerequisite."

Biton tells him to stay true.

"Two days ago, they stormed the Ghost Weapon they had managed. As a result, he made numerous sacrifices and unleashed the Ghosts on the city. The place is Shinjuku. We've already sacrificed ghosts to civilians."

In a place with a lot of people like Shinjuku, Biton was stunned by such activities. Besides, I'm stunned by the doodle of letting it run wild.

"Get them to work with Yob's rewards as well. We've already talked about it. There are other collaborators. I also asked Junko Yukioka, who was involved with you."

"Isn't everything between enemies? Do you want to slaughter your troubled body?"

The partnership with Job's reward was still a bitton of understanding to work with Junko Yukioka.

"I want you to imagine. For the sake of a handful of human desires, a single human being has been scattered and killed for you, the evil vocation of not even releasing that spirit, of continuing to inflict pain in hundreds of years as a weapon, and of using it. I find it purely unforgivable, and I find it intolerable that such a nasty person should be in the same organization"

Is that really all you got? and Biton cannot truly take Raphael's word for it. In the matter of pure justice, I suspect that the real aim is just another in the pre-construction period, such as to solemnize those who can also be described as disgrace within the organization, but also think that if you want to delude yourself in the pre-construction period of beauty, you are likely to make a more realistic story.

"But working with Junko Yukioka, etc... does it work?

"Don't worry"

It was not Raphael who answered Biton's question.

"Hey, what is it!?

A bitton who sees that of a small person suddenly appearing out of the shadow of his desk and unwittingly gives a nod.

"Didn't you notice I was lurking?

At first glance, like a naked toddler between the ages of four and six. It said with a pale voice, with the white eye part yellow and the eyes looking up at bittons with black eyes.

"Yes, no... I knew... the..."

Biton was surprised because he was clearly not human.

"Eko..."

Biton groans when he sees a small outsider looking up at himself. Biton also knew the monster's name, which was passed down as an urban legend in Japan.

"No. I'm not Eko, I'm Warico's Massago. Then every case is a project that Eko had already moved on, and the exchange of information between Eko and Raphael seems to have been going on for a long time. And Junko Yukioka, that's surprisingly comforting if you're on my side. I can't do anything wrong."

A little demon named Missago assures me, but of course there's no way Biton would pepper it.

"We'll just hold hands tentatively though. I'm pretty sure she's enemies with us. But this time, it's no different that the opponent is a common enemy. We finally know where they're hiding. Help! Siege and slap!"

Raphael says. That's not true at all when bittons of breasts get hot at the private oilfield store, Yob's reward, and the development that Junko Yukioka, all of them hold hands in hostility. I was very skeptical.

That was two days ago, too.

Shinjuku Shinjuku. In front of a high school gate.

"Oh, my God! These guys, ahhhhh! You're interrupting me!

Hakichi Miyamura exclaimed in his angry form, staring at those who had to be more than one person in front of him.

Haoji's face still retained its original prototype, but its entire body was far from that of man. The whole body is discolored red and black, and the body surface is degenerate like a crab's methyl. Both hands extend long enough to likely reach the ground, and the nails are pointy.

"Eko and all that was really there! Besides, you're kidding me about treating me like a bad guy! I know you were just raping a little murderer! You don't treat bad guys like that! Are you out of your mind!?

Haoji, next to Haoji, who screamed first, screams.

There were seven Phantoms on the spot who looked exactly like Haoji. Two of them have lost their minds and become vain eyed. At your feet are the remains of several students and about two girls who are alive but offended and relieved.

Before the multiple Haojita, three urban legendary monsters, Eko, revealed their appearance. One of them is in the middle of pulling a neat girl who was able to help out well into the subspace tunnel.

I want to rescue the other two, but I found out about this hand over there. He has also already executed the hypnotic loss of will and is known to his opponents.

We have to rescue two safe girls at our feet in a flash. But only one or two more people can hypnotize in an instant.

Finish putting the girl into subspace and stretch the subspace tunnel to the girl one of Eko is at Haoji's feet. This move should not have been understood.

"Whoa!

One of Eko jumped out of Haoji's foot and grabbed the girl who was falling.

"Hurry inside!

Pushing the girl against the other Eko, Eko in front flies out the subspace tunnel to the other girl.

"Alisui! Don't push it!

"It's okay! Because you're about the age you want to be unable to!

Not even listening to the attention of his companions, Eko, called Alisui, grabbed the other girl.

"This... Ro..."

One of the good luck tried to prevent it, but another Eko hypnosis works and stands on the spot.

"You bastard!

But another good fortune tore the body of the girl who tried to help Alisui, and even the body of Alisui.

"Alice Yip!"

One of the Eko watching away - Tsutsuji screams.

"Dodgy...... I don't care if it's oila, everyone...... go! Trying to help Oyla will cause more damage!

A bloody, fallen Alisui screams at his companions Eko.

"Don't be ridiculous! It's for you, Alice!

Tsutsuji changed his blood phase and screamed, trying to save Alisui, but by the teasing of two of his companions, he was seized.

"Get off me!

"No more Alisui. Sacrifice even the twat."

"I can't! I'll definitely help you, so let me go!

A twat that summons with a desperate shape. It was also the first time my buddies Eko had seen a usually calm and deposited twat disturb this far.

"Let's get you some tears. Yeah, yeah! It's like I'm the villain! I can't forgive him! I'm gonna put you guys together and I'm gonna fae rape you. Whoa!

Hokichi kicks Alisui's little body out of his mind as she wakes up and scatters. Alisui is hit by a guardrail. From the wide open wound, Tsutsuji took his breath when he saw a large amount of blood pouring out into the asphalt.

"Let's go"

With the two Eko, he drags the twat forcefully into the subspace tunnel.

"No, ahhh! Alice!"

The voice of the twat screaming in tears was interrupted by the closing of the gate of the subspace tunnel.

That was yesterday's story.