After finishing the battles with Faichi and Marcella, True was at the Hotel Wallaby, gathering information and future consultations with the brick facades. The sun is already setting.
"The guy named Fuichi Ohashi... he also has a great reputation from the center."
True said while watching multiple holographic displays. Truth is, I've been researching the first thing about the law online since earlier. It has also hit several information organizations and freelance informants.
"The part about avoiding murder seems to be one of the reasons why it's highly appreciated"
Li Lei said. Li Lei had already investigated the matter of Law One to some extent.
"Yes... my virtual phone, my EEG input is becoming unstable."
Zhang Qiang gives a voice that is turned upside down.
"It's made in China, so I guess not."
"The deputy captain's masochistic gagged this"
"It's not gagging, so it's not funny"
Zhang Qiang laughs at Li Lei's words and his grandson sighs.
"No, this is made in Japan. I figured EEG input on a virtual phone wouldn't do a lot of things?
The biggest seller of virtual phones that came out recently is EEG input. However, the accuracy was questioned, and many voices were raised that they could no longer be typed immediately. Dream bands, the terminals of EEG input type Virtual Trip games, function properly for several years, and there are not many complaints of faults as much as virtual phones.
"A long time ago there was a smartphone, and by the time fingerprint authentication came out, I heard there was something wrong with not being able to authenticate inside, registering all the time, etc."
and Lei Li.
(There is no progress unless something new comes along. But when something new comes along, you can't avoid failures and trial and error.)
True to recall the words Junko often utters.
"I'm going back to Bridge Law One, but why are you hostile to us? I thought you were hostile to athletic slime."
Lin says.
"I can also assume he was employed by immigrants, but it's strange nonetheless. When I showed up on that spot, they didn't attack me right away. He seemed to think of something."
"Oh, it looked that way to me, too"
My grandson made a personal observation and Lei also agreed.
"Were you unsure which way to go, or..."
Stop the words on the way when the truth is about to say something.
"Or?"
Li Lei urges.
"Is vengeance the aim, hostile to all parties involved"
"Dude, I mean, if you get involved in athletic slime right now, you're automatically hostile? I don't know what that means."
Hearing true speculation, Zhang Qiang laughs off.
"Then we should move on to action sooner. It seemed like a lost wind, and you wanted to talk to me properly for once and ask me why. We'll narrow it down to athletic slime chinese as much as we can. They're the only ones we're after. I don't care about immigrants or any of the rest of us."
Li Lei said. It was extremely troublesome for Li Lei and the others at a time when Faichi was hostile for unknown reasons and purposes.
Zhou waited outside the lab as he softened all the way through the time leading up to the completion of the prosthetic surgery for Hiroshi.
(Don't take long. Hiroshi is okay...?
With a nagging eye, Zhou now thinks about that. Zhou Heng, who has no natural idea, did not think deeply, even if Hiroshi showed his willingness to come to a dangerous modification. But now, anxiety finally boils down.
(The experiment failed - Hirofumi died - or something like that on a boulder...)
Watch the clock driven by anxiety. 7: 30 p.m. It's been over five hours.
(Now I wish I hadn't admitted this...... Why did you pull me off so badly, okay? No, I was always like that. Indecision, and then you make all the mistakes in your choices, and it doesn't help you at the heart...)
In retrospect, it was a life of constant failure at the heart. There are many times I have had that butt stuffed as a eulogy, but this time the eulogy is in danger.
(That's what he chose. But even his choice can be a mistake. Wasn't that a mistake this time? If I stop...)
When I thought that far, I felt signs that someone was approaching me, and Zhou raised his face.
"Oh, man, why are you here!?
It was true that it came. Zhou raised a surprise voice.
"It's where I live. You're... you're here to be Snow Oka's mouse?
"Chi, no. Not me... my side of the essay..."
"Did you offer it in your place?"
"Ugh!
A circumference that grips and shivers your fists hard when you mumble and scream against the true word.
"Ugh... damn... I knew I was wrong. I should have stopped..."
I held my head and looked around trembling, and the truth was I stopped speaking out any more. I don't know what's going on, but I can't help blaming a person who obviously regrets and fears. Not to mention I don't even feel like being sarcastic.
"Hehe..."
Suddenly laughing circumference. Truth turns away at a glance. Because I saw something shining in its eyes.
(After all, when I say that, there's no kiri. I can tell you it was a mistake because I stepped into a world like this. I can say that it was a mistake to aim for a professional gamer.)
A circle steeped in self-derision and regret.
Time flies. Truth was, I stayed on the side of the perimeter. I didn't sympathize with Zhou. I was interested in seeing what would happen. That's all the reason.
About thirty minutes after the truth came before the circumference, the door of the room opened, and the circumference rose as it had been bounced.
"You succeeded!? Are you all right!?
"You should check with your own eyes."
Around his eyes running blood and roughing his voice, Junko spreads his uncontrolled grin as usual, moving from front of the door to the side.
A man in surgical clothing, wrapped around a bandage, comes out fluttering through the end of the door. The head is particularly overwhelmed, like a mass of bandages. My hands are both wrapped in bandages and this looks as if they are swollen up again big.
"Is that an essay...?
"Ah, yes..."
In response to Zhou's query, the bandaged man replies in a disgruntled voice. That's the voice of Hiroshi, so Zhou is relieved for now.
"Are you all right?
"I don't know. I feel...... that sucks. I'm nauseous, and I'm sloppy. It feels like I'm not who I am. I can't seem to steer my body well either...... Anyway, it's very strange."
Fluffy and mellow, Hiroshi answers with a careless voice.
Then I'll take the bandage off your head.
Junko tells me and goes to remove the bandage wrapped around Hiroshi's head.
"Ha!?
Zhou shouted when he saw the face of the erudite where the bandage was removed and dewy.
One eye swells up like an eyeball and the other eye has a terrible perspective. The underside of my lips pointed outward. I lifted up, and a few of my front teeth stretched sharply, long and wide, protruding outward.
"Ugh... you're lying, Hiromi... What the..."
"What's wrong......? Is something wrong with me? Are you saying your face is pretty weird?
"Face deformity is temporary. I think it'll heal in a while."
I don't know if I can live until after a while - and I add in my heart, Junko.
"I'm kidding..."
It was the circumference that dragged the gun out of my nostrils, but first the truth was pulling the gun out and poking it around.
"I'm not fighting here. I didn't do it outside."
"I'm standing up to protect you, and you don't say that."
True to receive the words of Junko and be flashy.
"Boss...... I'm not going to be able to fight yet, so don't make a scene right now. But I'm getting my head clear step by step. Flirting and feeling sick have healed."
"Oh well..."
Zhou receives and appeases the words of Hiroshi.
"Not today anymore... can I go home?
"Yeah. My health will heal soon, so I have to be particularly rested."
Junko answers the confirmation of Hirofumi.
After Zhou and Hiromi left the Yukooka Institute, True told Lei that they had visited the Institute and that Hiromi had been modified by telephone.
Ever since Laichi left the room, Marcella had been unwilling to do anything, staring at the crab tank in the room.
(I wonder if I'm flabbergasted...... I guess it's too soon to decide that. It was a sign that he was holding something. I wonder if I don't like women)
Since Law One left, Marcella has been thinking about Law One all along.
(Me... first time at this age... I can't believe it. Maybe it's a laugh at that point. No... it's something else to laugh at. Even if I look like me now, it's not funny.)
Take a few dozen sighs and at about the same time a belly bug sounds. I realize that you forgot to eat, and the fact is strange and smiles.
I am driven by the urge to expose myself, only before Law One, when I was unable to open my heart to others. Driven by the urge to entrust everything. Marcella finds herself confused like that.
(I was just going to use it, and I'd rather not be shaken by what I said. I'm sure there will be disaster. Something bad happens. You should leave it at a loss. No......)
Faking herself, Marcella shook her head. I didn't fake myself and wanted to be honest.
Now anyway, I want to hear your voice. If he hears that man's voice, he wonders if this shaking feeling will calm him down, too, and Marcella calls Law One.