Play with Mad Scientists!

Write paranoia on your notebook.

The alien I thought of. The nature and parameters of the monster I thought of. Ability to Special. ecosystems and nature of different planets. Powerful magic. Fantasy world map and name of city. The way the future Earth's civilized society is.

Extended spelling. Spread the fantasy, but make it a letter. The task is most enjoyable.

It continued to extend to around the middle of my teens, but I stopped for a few years. Well, I've learned to be vain.

But in the boy's head, his delusions continue to swell, and he hasn't forgotten the memory of the setting he wrote surprisingly on his notebook. It's burning in my heart. Unforgettable.

Abandoning much of reality, the boy has lived in fantasy. Real society only shows up like a garbage pile. It's soggy and ugly, and I don't even want it in my eyes. I sometimes ask myself if that's why I was running away, but I get a headache when I think about it, so I stop thinking about it right away.

I'll take a look at the list of special attacks, which I beautifully wrote on my notebook when I was a kid.

Greedy King Sword Blue Sword Extremely Hit Accurate, Fast and Powerful

The whore's jealous claws, red daggers, to those who cut them into two pieces, have the same effect as sarin.

slave traders dancing greedy red and black chains restrain

the poor's bulimia. Green lips. Mitigate and dissolve enemy attacks

The netting of the netted pink of lazy fishermen spreads super wide and grows even when cut. Time is short.

Crazy, lustful clown, purple pink hearts out in bulk, brainwashing.

Angry Saint, if you do it, a long blazing sword, not just once, but for a while.

If other humans saw it, they would smile at it as a child's black history note. But for him, it's still a record of colorless treasure. I still dream of using these abilities to fight.

Ichiro Tsixing was a boy who could only be interested in fantasy and aliens from his first year of elementary school to the present day of his eighteenth year.

Seemed like a great way to get in, especially when it comes to aliens and UFOs. It is no exaggeration to say that this is the only way to live. All year round, I think about extraterrestrial life and civilization.

It was both an admiration and a sacred thirst.

Xingichiro has an extremely antisocial character. More clearly, I am obstinate in the world.

The school doesn't go to much from middle school either. Because attending school was too wasteful, it just seemed like an act of crap. Above all, I'm annoyed to relate to others. I don't fit the story. People who go to places like that don't believe and suspect that an important part of their brain must have died, and they make small fools of themselves. And the majority of humans in the world don't suspect their brains are dead.

So is society. What the hell are they living for? Living only to live? Living because being a part of society is a fine adult? Every time Xingichiro thinks about it, he gets a headache. I can't accept it.

I also know for a second that this is a world that I can't live without. And the world is so primitive, it can be seen in Starichiro's eyes. I even feel like I'm in line with an ant.

If there was an extraterrestrial life form and it was developing scientific civilization so much that it jumped across the wider universe, I think it would be moving forward more, both socially and spiritually. If the aliens saw the Earthlings today, they would only see them as monkeys.

Starry Ichiro thinks that aliens won't come into contact with the Earthlings for long because they can't relate to inferior organisms or anything like that. How can you be on par with an organism so childish and so stupid that you accept to be an ant and you don't even suspect you are an ant, as part of a fine society to be an ant?

Xingichiro once read a book and touched a little on the ideas of those who sought change.

But socialism denies humanity from the ground up, so it doesn't fit at all, and this is unacceptable again. Nevertheless, capitalism as it stands is also unacceptable. It just seems like a naive form dominated by the gold in question. At a time when you can't live without relying on gold, you're inferior to ants. I'm sure the aliens live without spending money or anything, Starichiro believes.

"Hmm, isn't that an escape?"

Shinosuke Kubo, a police officer in the Boys Division of the Euthanasia Police Department, who is Shinichiro's real father, said. It was the influence of this dojo bearded freak, full of suspicion, that Starichiro glanced at the alien and UFO.

"Because I think real society is crap, isn't that what pushes ideal dream fantasy delusions when aliens must be like this? No, I'm sorry. Say something that breaks your dreams. But I definitely thought this was something I had to tell you. Hmm... well, maybe you knew that too."

"There may be that too... but that's not all"

Kubo told me, and Starichiro argued powerlessly.

I have a sense that I keep running away from my dreams because society itself is unacceptable. But what is unacceptable is unacceptable. And...

"The ideal of wanting it to be so is certainly aspirational. I also feel like running away. But it's not just because I want to run. Not just because I want to turn away."

I'd like to think not, but I don't even know what I really am, Starichiro himself.

Shinichiro has switched from midway through middle school to telecommunications studies and is scheduled to enter a telecommunications university next year. I hate school, but I don't hate studying anything else.

I don't think about the future - anything. Now I'm just obsessed with the desire to see UFOs and aliens. I can't think of anything else.

I spend my free time reading alien-related books, fishing the net, or chatting online with people in similar situations as myself.

Xingichiro knew him online, he had met the same alien maniacs off the hook as himself, and he even took a trip to the place where there was a sighting that he saw UFO. So I know a lot of people. I don't like people, but I can forgive them.

The group, which had no name, had a large number of people, and people were in and out of it intensely. Some people were horseless.

"Today, I can go to Mount Gambling Source for a willingness. There are frequent sightings of aliens. Find out more '

Seeing the caller's name, Shinichiro starred down. Emilio Kasahara. He's an influential man in the group and he's the one who doesn't like Starichiro the most. There shouldn't be a particular leader, but this guy often serves as a compiler, and everyone will think he's a leader.

Nevertheless, the information itself was fascinating. Some of them were in the pictures and had been raised to SNS.

Slightly blurry, but with something like a red flower on his head, a small white figure is photographed running through the mountain forest. Moreover, I gave the image to say that hunting is a hobbyist, usually completely unrelated to aliens and the like.

Starichiro was excited about this information. I had decided that this must absolutely be an alien. My chest swelled with anticipation when I saw the pictures, wondering if I could finally meet the aliens.

"There are more monster theories out there than aliens, but I think I'm an alien"

It was a boy named Yuji Murano who said that in a SNS chat. Sixteen, two years younger than Shinichiro. Contrary to Kasahara, he is closest to Starichiro. They are also closest to where they live, so they often act together.

'I think so, too. I want to go. "

I agree with Koichiro so that he can make a name for himself, and make a name for himself.

"Meet me tonight, then."

When Kasahara decided, it was too hasty, but I couldn't do it tonight, so someone complained about my dissatisfaction. These are the new people who joined the group.

'There's a lot of people, and I can't put it all at their convenience. I'm not just going once, so I'm going with someone I can go with for now. You just have to make another opportunity and go willingly'

That's how Kasahara returned it to those who complained. Even what Kasahara said, this was also agreeable to Starichiro.

Seven or so gathered, even though it was a sudden call on a weekday.

Some Neat, others have thrown out their jobs. I hear Koji got out of school.

"Kubo, I wanted to bring you here."

A beautiful red-faced boy with thin lines joked to Starichiro and said: He is Koji Murano.

"There's no way a Juvenile Division police officer could get out for that reason."

Shinosuke Kubo, Shinichiro's real father, is not part of this group, seems busy with his work, and rarely deals with him outside of the internet or telephone. Even if Kubo, whose blood was connected but not his family, had a consciousness as an elderly person to rely on, he could not help but have a consciousness of being a flesh parent.

Seven people take the train to the west of Euthanasia City.

"Was there a mountain like this in Tokyo?"

A member who came all the way from Chiba was surprised to see the countryside under the sunset outside the train. Tokyo equals all the cities, no fields, no vacant land, no mountain forests, no bugs at all - there are people who assume that.

By the time I got near Mount Gambling Source, it was completely dark.

"Which mountain?"

"I'm walking down an unpaved road from here"

When Starichiro asks, Kasahara projects a holographic display from the virtual phone and answers as she opens the map.

(Eh, it's a virtual phone. Rich bastard)

Look at Kasahara's watch, Starichiro gets jealous.

Virtual phones, the next generation of fingertip phones, are still hard to come by, even though they are very expensive. Just being in possession of this gives me status and makes me proud. However, the residents of the back street said that it was relatively easy to obtain them, so those in possession sometimes get punched in the pussy when they engage with the back street.

"It's dark, but are you okay?

Good fortune to come to Starichiro's side and speak out anxiously.

"Watch your step"

Everybody, watch your step.

Hoshi Ichiro and Kasahara simultaneously draw attention and become sinister faces to each other.

Mountain forest at night. Seven people walk on narrow paths that are not even paved relying solely on handheld lights.

This is not the first time we have come in a group to an unpopular place at night. Many times before, I went to the UFO sighting site at night. But I've never been deep in a mountain like this before.

(Don't be thrilled about anything...... I feel like this is the time to hit it)

Starichiro walks away, feeling untold exaltation.

"Hey...... check it out. What the..."

Kasahara shook her voice and lit up a place off the road with lights.

It was an open hall. The grass on the ground is short. At the center of the hall, weave and knit the grass

There was something like an altar I made.

When the seven were surprised, something even more surprising continued to happen. The hall suddenly lit up.

When I saw it, there was a light in the hall. And from the side of the hall, one small white bipedal creature popped up after another.

Together, it solidified too much excitement and amazement. And what they did not desire came to light. There are several white dwarves between 20 and 30 centimeters tall, who grew red flowers from their heads, the same as those in the SNS picture. I couldn't confirm it in the picture, but they even grew twin leaves like feathers from their backs. The tip of the foot is like the root of a plant.

"He's an alien..."

Lucky raised his voice unexpectedly and held his mouth as a haze.

But the aliens didn't seem to have reacted particularly here.

"Don't sit around like that. Come here."

From the hall - the alien of the day (?) has spoken in fluent Japanese.

Fear and excitement mingle. The alien I admired so much and was eager to meet. That's a bunch of people in front of me, and I've been calling out to this one.

No matter how many alien maniacal stars Ichiro could move quickly. Just because they have spoken out amicably, there is no guarantee that they will not be malicious. What would you do if you were a bad alien? It is said that they may be exposed to UFOs and dissected.

That was the same for the other faces. Sometimes it's in the darkness of the night, because it's easier to be afraid.

"Guys... if anything happens to me, you gotta run."

That's what Kasahara said and stepped into the hall.

Don't be ridiculous, you're dressed.

Ichiro Hoshi was not willing to follow Kasahara's instructions. Someone I don't like, but I don't even want you to die. As soon as something happened, I was going to help Kasahara, and Starichiro was also following Kasahara and walking into the hall.

"Again you don't listen to people..."

Even though Kasahara didn't waver, he found out it was Starichiro who followed him, and said in a sigh mix.

"You're scared. How can we do this to you?"

A dwarf who sat on the altar, thought to be a leader, said.

He might take you away to the UFO.

"UFO?"

"You think we're aliens?

"I've been told a lot about being a monster, but you've never been an alien before"

The dwarves start the conversation.

"That's right. I'm an alien."

But the dwarf in leaderliness affirmed, seeing the leaderliness as the other dwarves were surprised.

"What?"

"Original, what are you talking about"

"Are you kidding me?

"I didn't tell you guys, but it's true. Very fragmented, but I also have memories of the stars that were before me. Strong winds blowing over the weekend or something...... But I don't have most of my memories, and maybe not aliens, but other worlds. Whatever it is, there are substances in my body that don't exist on Earth, and the base sequence of my DNA is far apart."

The other dwarves seemed even more surprised by the dwarf's commentary, which was called the original.

"We came here because we wanted to meet with aliens."

Starichiro told him.

"Are you an alien maniac? There was a picture of us up on the internet. Well, that's just fine. If you're going to keep a secret, I'll tell you what I can tell you, and maybe I can do what you want."

"What do you want?

Now Kasahara speaks out.

"We were named after you human - Earthlings scientists. with Arlaune. We are parasitic plants and have the nature to bring evolution to parasitic hosts"

Hearing the mysterious self-proclaimed alien dwarf - the word Arlaune uttered, that it would bring about evolution, Xingichiro, at this point, immediately, wanted himself strongly in his heart to evolve.

That was more than two months ago.