The story goes back a few days.
All the western parts of Tokyo are integrated into Euthanasia City.
In the east, near the city centre, and in the west of Yamanashi Prefecture, the city looks quite different. The more countryside you go to the west, the more hilly it gradually becomes and eventually the mountain forest zone.
For generations, the clan lived in an ancient straw roof mansion built amidst mountain forest areas that could not be known for centuries.
At the edge, one girl sits down and rinses her tea. He's a big head, early teenager, no matter what he looks like when he's old. Elementary high school or maybe junior high school. Due to this haircut and wearing a yukata with a pearl tone, the neighbors are given the names of sitting children and so on.
On the edge with the girl in the red yukata, another girl appears. This is a white guy with blonde blue eyes, supposedly in his late teens. He has clear white skin and thin, small lines. I look like the girl sitting on the edge in a yukata, but this one is a water colored yukata.
"Master Tsuko."
In front of the girl in the red yukata, the girl in the water yukata lays flat and speaks.
"I came into contact with the creators of foreign law more than the spiritual world and encouraged them to awaken. Next, as always, we'll use our dreams to call."
"Horn. I'd like to know the birth parents of the extrajudicial creators. Now it's time to find out."
To the white girl in the water-colored yukata to report, a red yukata titty girl, called Koko, commands in a tall voice, but in a gentle tone.
"Understood."
"Ellie, that guy's coming over today. Finish it by then."
"Understood."
At the behest of her son, the girl called Ellie nodded twice, standing up and giving her another compliment, and then walked away from the edge.
"Hey sitting boy!
Let's go play.
Timely there, the neighborhood kids come and invite us to play.
"Uh... Mana, come here for a while..."
I feel sorry for you, Koko, who speaks the language of rejection.
"Hmm? Why?"
"You've done that before. Tell me why."
"Are you fighting a monster hunter for a second?
With their strange faces, the children ask Koko.
"I'm not a monster hunter, but there's a sign this time it's going to be a fight. Come here because it's dangerous."
"Oh, my God."
"Too bad"
"Not again."
"I'm sorry. Come again."
He smiled sorry and waved at the children who were leaving.
(Those kids will never get involved. Really, I need to get back safely too)
Tsuko felt a unique spirit approaching him while he thought so. It is not proximity due to physical distance. Spiritual distance. And whoever can measure it accurately, whether he be a merchant in the handling of the Spirit, he sees not so much.
"Holy shit. I didn't know you'd be coming from daylight. Ellie hasn't even made it yet."
When he saw the man coming in through the front door, Kiko frowned.
Looks like a pretty strong kid next time.
I think Jianzi. What showed up was in a suit that at first glance only looked like a salaried man, and then he was an all-back middle-aged man with a pale complexion. If I do it, I have a dark face, but I can't even flatter myself as a beautiful man. The facial shape is badly out of balance. Best of all, I didn't have a good impression because of the bad looks.
"What's the name of that guy over there, Yi Chi today?
"Kaiser Minori"
A man names himself with no expression.
"You said this time it would be a dispute, and that's why you even prepared such a strong yi child. Do they have some idea of the future?
"I don't know the future. I can't make perfect prophecies or anything. If we know all about the future, we can deal with it more perfectly. However, in light of the current situation, it is possible to predict the expansion. Even if Koko doesn't independently identify the manufacturer of the birth of the foreign law, this one also knows who it is."
"Horn. That's ridiculous. If you have that much power, solve it that way."
In response to the pale talking wheel, Koko sarcastically smiled.
"This is how I'm asking because I can't do that. Direct involvement in this world by the underworld must be kept to a minimum"
"Holy shit. Then why did you send such a strong Yi child? Obviously, it's a combat premise."
"Kiko. To protect you when your life is in danger."
Hearing the answer in the face of the wheel, Kiko opened her mouth in a pompous manner.
"Ahhh... did you get that kind of care?
"It's done."
And he answered him with great seriousness.
A thorough examination of the mutation of Thermal Jiro was carried out by two people, Midori and Tired.
"Huh, once it's over"
Midori and Midori, who were inspecting in another room, return to the living room.
"How'd it go?
Truth speaks.
"Looks like someone continually interfered with my mind. But - it's unlikely that suddenly the inspiration will be stronger due to the degree of mental interference, but also the temptation to talk strangely..."
Tired explains.
"The first interference made me feel like a psychic medium. So there was even more interference while we were looking into Hot Jiro. Now we're imitating something similar to Midori."
"Hmm? Similar imitation to Midori?
"When I was a patriarch, you interfered with a lot of people from the world of dreams. The world of dreams is no different from the spiritual world, but in the form of dreams, we can also communicate information. I forget most of my dreams later. But sometimes dreams I remember are vivid in my memory. Because the dream itself is also the virtual reality Virtual Reality, it is strongly engraved if it is remembered. In the case of Midori, I used that dream management to solicit him to religion... I'm not sure what anyone who came into contact with Hot Jiro is after."
"If you don't actually dream, you don't know what you're after, do you? But that could have a strange effect on your mind, so you can try it."
After hearing Midori's commentary, Junko went to that conclusion.
"You don't know who's threatening me or what I'm trying not to do, do you?
Hot Jiro soon went to the same answer as Junko and touched on it ahead.
"Are you okay? Aren't you scared? Hot Jiro."
"This is the man who sat on his stomach. Don't worry about it."
"It's not worth it, True."
Truth spoke to Junko, who cared, and Hot Jiro corrected him with a smile on his true words.
"If a dangerous action is about to activate, Midori will help. Maybe."
And, tired.
"Maybe it's extra. Wow, your ancestors. Don't worry, I'll guard you properly."
"Oh, please."
Hot Jiro smiles back, too, as Midori smiles with a slight look of her teeth towards her.
"Shall I get you to bed soon, then? To a shallow sleep..."
"Let's go."
As Junko talks, he takes the stance that True punches his fist into his belly in front of Hot Jiro. The idea is to put her to sleep with her belly.
"Because I'll let Junko sleep in a peaceful way"
Raise your hands in front of your chest to indicate a surrender pose, and Hot Jiro refuses.
Hot Jiro sleeps on the couch. When Junko puts his fingertips on his head and neck muscles, Hot Jiro rests lightly.
"What did you do? Did you poke a secret hole?
"No. It regulated the action of neurotransmitters, developed autonomic nerves, and generated alpha waves - that is, unnatural interference that led them to sleep in an infinitely natural way."
Asked tirelessly, Junko answers.
"Hey, let's go."
Midori projects a schizophrenic and dives into Hot Jiro's dream.
(The moment I slept, the interference started - no, I didn't. I wonder if it's like a planted bomb went off. When the conditions for dreaming are in place, a pre-recorded dream will be expressed)
Midori concludes so as he searches through Hot Jiro's dreams.
(Reminds me of the Red Cat. Wow. But that wasn't a paranormal interference of power. Oh, here we go)
Surrounded by nothing, the landscape floats in an instant. The figure of Hot Jiro himself appears.
Although the viewpoint could also be the same as Hot Jiro's, Midori decided that it was better to grasp it objectively from a three-person viewpoint rather than a one-person viewpoint.
The raised landscape was in the woods.
Hot Jiro opens the map with a holographic display. When Midori takes a peek, it's the west of Euthanasia City.
(I went out of my way to show it to the place - I mean, you want to direct Jiro Hot to this place. But who for what purpose? Some kind of revenge? A place like this... I feel like something happened in a paranormal relationship...)
Midori thinks. Ever since his birth, Hot Jiro lived like a guinea pig in an experimental facility. It was an experimental bench. On the other hand, he has also received advanced education, became one of the fellows and has imitated his life as a Mad Scientist who takes people's lives.
A resentful past is likely, but on the other hand, he is the man who spent the majority of his life in a research facility. I never know many people. That's why I wanted to show the outside world, and Junko put Hot Jiro into a life that would bring Buste back and forth if there was also dust with the Snow Oka Institute, but it's hard to think that Hot Jiro did something resentful from people in between.
As Midori turned her thoughts around, a girl appeared from the woods.
A skinny girl with blonde blue eyes, wearing a water colored yukata. Walk straight in front of Hot Jiro and stop close.
"O man with a distorted life."
Girl with a cold voice while hitting a cold eye.
"What..."
In response to the girl's words, Hot Jiro's adorable face is severely distorted.
(Uh-huh. In this way... the current dialogue is a word that pokes at the softest part of Hot Jiro)
It's just the world of Hot Jiro's dreams, and even if you don't look at Hot Jiro's face, your emotions are transmitted directly to Midori.
"Your very existence is against the logic of the world. But if that's all, it's still okay. You are the key and the door. It was built that way. Once you have fulfilled your role, your soul will be imprisoned for hundreds of years without being able to form a Buddha, between the everlasting Son and the depression of this world."
"Role......?
Among the words the girl tells, it is around that area that is important and incomprehensible, Hot Jiro caught.
"A distorted life with a distorted fate"
"Stop it!"
The words of a girl in a water-coloured yukata pierce her heart with a blade, and Jiro Hot screams unbearably.
(All humans have armor in their hearts. But in your dreams, your spirit is close to being completely naked. I get it direct, and I get it out without suppressing myself. The guy who's interfering knows that, and he's after the neighborhood well)
Midori naturally knows. For those reasons, he said that mental attacks are most effective through dreams.
"Let me show you. Leaving you alone..."
"Hey, you don't have to show me."
Midori breaks in. The girl in the water yukata disappears.
The mystery will remain unsolvable, but if left alone any more, Midori decided to forcibly interrupt this dream as it would have a serious negative effect on the spirit of Hot Jiro.
"Midori...?
Hot Jiro, looking back, was crying.
Midori moves to Hot Jiro's side and hugs his body tightly.
"Your life is not a distortion. I'll tell you what."
A powerful whisper in your ear to heal the slightest amount of damage to your heart will force you to interrupt Hot Jiro's dream and awaken your consciousness.
"Ugh..."
With a bitter face, a tearful heat Jiro opens his eyes.
"Ohh. I'm glad you're okay."
"I can't even say I'm safe..."
Junko lets him spread his uncontrolled grin, but Midori uttered a dark voice and told him everything he had met in his dreams.
"I couldn't stop you while I was on. I'm sorry."
Midori apologizes. Undoubtedly in those words, Jiro Hot should have been deeply heartbroken. Midori sees that it must have been traumatized. It is not clear what kind of negative impact it will have in the future.
"I'm sorry. Let me tell you something."
"No, I wouldn't be able to do anything about that. Meetups told me... I'm glad Midori helped me after that."
Junko and Hot Jiro say.
"What I found out is fragmentary, but I have to go with the location of the map. I know they want to lure Hot Jiro there, but if you don't know exactly what's there, you don't know what's going to happen next."
And, true.
"The location of the map is..." The Garden of the Son "
"Oh, that's it. I remember."
"It's a famous land among paranormal people, isn't it? Why would they call me like that?"
"Ichikononiwa?"
I say it in the order of tiredness, Midori, and Junko, and the truth raises the voice of doubt.
"It is the land where the famous master of the royal family lives, called the mighty son. If you have a job that is beyond the control of other wizards and wizards, you are famous for going to Shiko's place. And the place where she lives is called the Garden of the Son."
Tired explained.
"For once, Midori and I will do our best to prevent any further mental interference by Hot Jiro. But if there's someone malicious about Hot Jiro, he'll need to deal with it without leaving it alone."
"Oh... please, everyone, help me"
When tired, Hot Jiro bows his head with a real voice.
True and tired stroke the head for two. Junko strokes his tail for some reason.
(This... what am I supposed to do... Can we just let him stroke it till he gets bored?
He solidified with his head bowed and was a hot jiro who could no longer take the next action.