On that day, a sudden visit was made to the Japanese branch of the private oil tanya. Follow the young man by the name of Mario as you are.
"What's up? Theo."
The welcoming branch manager, Rafael Demon, sees Theodore trembling beside Mario and speaks out in a suspicious face.
"I am a distorted life..."
Off his gaze from Raphael, Theodore speaks an unintelligible word.
"What are you talking about?
"I was told in that dream. To a white woman in a kimono..."
Teodor presses his mouth as he says and spills large tears.
"What the hell happened?
Raphael turns his gaze to Mario.
"We'll talk in order."
"No, fine. Speak for yourself......"
Theodore controls Mario.
And Theodore told me everything in front of Raphael. One day I suddenly saw a ghost and the original spirit attacked me. And then I had a funny dream, and I was thrown a hurtful word in my dream, and it stuck in my heart, and I opened a map in my dream to describe what I thought was the place of my dreams.
The original spirit, by the way, asked the psychic to remove it, but because it was a pretty strong evil spirit, it was impossible. Theodore has never been attacked by an original spirit since he was given a magic prop to protect himself from the spirit instead and wore it.
"Someone's attacking you... while you're attracted to me, aren't you? I just don't think so."
Raphael says what he feels when he hears the story.
"Me too... I suspect not. But you can leave me alone..."
Theodore pushing his face in agony.
"He's the one who's going to help you, and the one who's going to be most helpful... you're her, not me. I really want to help. No... I'm willing to help if I can, but I can't handle the mysterious disaster that has befallen you. Unfortunately, I'm a doorman."
"No... I'm just happy with that feeling"
To Raphael, who tells him how sorry he is, Theodore was feeling something hot in his chest.
Isaac Friedman, who visited Japan, first searched for someone to become his own limb. In other words, the residents of the back streets - excellent end-of-life shops.
(But how far should I talk...)
Even when making a request, I don't know what to talk about. I can't even tell you everything.
Scholar enough to get a brain reduction award, yet unknown to the public and not good at public knowledge. Conversations with people are occasional. Instead of taking a brain reduction award if he was born in Japan, it's also suspicious if he could have become a scientist.
Friedman visits directly to the office where he is likely to take on the request.
"I didn't know the famous Professor Isaac Friedman would come! I saw it as a request!
Friedman was surprised to rely on a starter named Mika Tsukinawa, who was reputable in the back street for now. Because they were cute girls in their mid teens. Besides, there are five girls with the same face.
"Is that a clone...?
Friedman who inadvertently utters the word.
"You don't know!?
"No... I only heard that you were an expert starter, so I just relied on you..."
Friedman wonders what a circumstance it would be to build four human clones and also work with a doomsday shop.
"You should have looked it up properly. Anyway, I don't know anything about Japan or the back street... On the contrary, I have no idea even the epidemic in my own country. All the way to the ivory tower."
Friedman smiles masochistically.
"Is that grandfather famous?
"Number two, hold your voice a little longer"
Outside the reception room, number two speaks out and number thirteen notes.
"Apparently, there's ignorance in our house, too, and you don't have to worry about it!
Mika laughs bitterly and screams.
"Oh well...... Now for the record, my bodyguard… is the main thing, but there are others who want me to protect them."
That's what Friedman projects a holographic display, arranging names with several face photos.
Some of them Mika knew. Some celebrities.
"Everybody, it's a clone I built."
I thought I had to be honest about this, and Friedman told me without hiding it.
"Everyone should come to Japan. The owner of the clone I worked on received simultaneous reports of disappearance. The same phenomenon has been confirmed so far. This will be the fourth time, but only for the clones I have worked on, many disappear simultaneously during the same period. Some have gone mad, trying to get out of jail."
The clones, who were listening outside the room to Friedman, felt very sick.
"This grandfather really came without knowing anything about us? Didn't you come here because you didn't like it? If it's a coincidence, God is a shithead."
"So number two, if you have a loud voice..."
Number two, which he says in his uncomfortable voice, and number thirteen, which he also notes.
"What have I... spoken of damaging your mood?
Friedman who will look strange.
"The clones in my office were being sold. It suited my terrible eyes at the end of the sale, or I had no other place to go, and I took it from us. Some people are still dragging that wound, so if you can't pick a word, please pick it up."
Mika tells it in a suppressed voice, not a scream.
"Is that what you mean? That was rude...... Then should we hit the other one? I'm very bad at talking to people, and I might inadvertently make another statement that's disturbing to you."
Honestly admitting his inaction, Friedman tries to disperse.
"Whoa, go home, you idiot. A life-threatening shitty grandpa. Don't live long. You suffer as much as you can, you die of a disease, you die prematurely."
"Don't do it, Number Two!
"Wait a minute."
Where Friedman stood up, No. 2 opened the door and cursed dignified, and Mika scolded it. And number eleven shows up and speaks up.
"I'm interested in talking about this guy. Sometimes it's the edge of a clone bond, and maybe clones just like us are in trouble, and we can save it. So I'd like to talk to you a little more."
"I see! Okay! Mr. Friedman, please continue the conversation! I'll hear it all and then I'll decide if I'm going to take the request!
Hearing what the eleventh said, Mika stopped Friedman.
"The circumstances are interesting, and maybe you can help me... Yeah. Well, I'll keep talking about it, but I've been exploring why the clones disappear. We planted GPS in the clone and found out that everyone was headed to Japan. That's the third time I've been missing at the same time. They're probably all dead. All GPS reactions have been interrupted. The cause of death is unknown, but I don't want them dead. I want to find out what caused it. Ah..."
"What's up!?
"Shit. There was something to talk about before that. Uhm...... Before they disappear, there will be another anomaly in the clones. Everybody, start seeing spirits. Stronger inspiration. It makes it easier to be possessed by the Spirit. It seems this is why some people go mad"
I kept silent what I had set up at the production stage so that it would originally be a spiritual medium. Friedman decided that there would be no problem not to say it, or rather not to. No matter why you did it, keep your mouth shut.
"I want to know not only the clones that are currently missing, but also the identities of all the clones that have disappeared in the past!
"Okay."
"Tell me more about it and where it disappeared in Japan!
Copy that.
As requested by Mika, Friedman sends Tekipaki and data to Mika's virtual phone and computer. Mika sends it to the clones.
"Everyone, find out more about the missing clone! And if there's anything you care about, tell me!
"No."
"Yes."
Copy that, sir.
"All right."
The clones will begin work in the office.
"I just looked into you... well, you're amazing. You're great at that. Are you saving the clones that were sold? It's wonderful."
Friedman impresses and throws praise to Mika.
Instead of impression, Friedman was even impressed to see Mika's background. Some people are so fine in the world.
(If all these compassionate and righteous people are, won't the world be preserved in perfect order and peace?
Second, he was a Friedman who would think about that.
"I really feel destined to ask someone like that to rescue a clone. I'm not in a position to make clones. I also started building clones if I had to..."
Friedman who accidentally talks about this with Pepper. I think I've said it since.
"What it takes to build a clone!? What do you need!?
"It's..."
Asked by Mika, Friedman mumbles.
"It could be the key to solving a case!
"Sorry. Sometimes I can't tell you. If that's what you really need..."
Friedman retreats and shrinks against Mika, who rides herself out over the table and stuffs her, and her voice becomes a butt shrink.
"Mad Scientist, he's a very weak old man. Hey, are you a humble Mad Scientist?
The voice of No. 2 laughing spirally in the office reaches firmly to the reception room.
"Number two! Don't say that! Don't bully the weak! Don't curse!"
"You don't have to tell me - Oh, yes, I know what you're going to say next. Just because I think about it doesn't make a difference when you actually say it. No bullying, no cursing."
Mika scolds me, but No. 2 says it back in a nasty voice with full disgust.
"Um... I just shrivel because I've been yelled at so many times in front of me, I don't even think I'm so weak about myself..."
"And excuse me!
"Ah-ha-ha! This is a masterpiece!
Upon hearing Friedman's words, Mika apologized wanderingly and No. 2 was grinning with her belly.