A rare guest visited the Snow Oka Institute that afternoon when the anomaly of Hot Jiro was discovered.
There were three visitors. Two of them were opponents that Junko also knew. A clone of the once modified Theodore Scion daemon. And Haya Biton, the private military captain of the Japanese branch of the private oil tanya. The other one - Mario Scott is a first glance.
Junko also knew that the three were coming after receiving a call from Rafael Demon. The reason for the visit has also been asked in advance. Later, I also told Rafael that Jiro Hot was suffering from the exact same phenomenon.
In the reception room, facing Theodore, Biton and Mario are Junko and Hot Jiro. True people also hear conversations from the living room through a microphone attached to the reception room.
"Uh, hey, Theo. It's hard to hear, but I want you to tell me about your dreams. I met a girl, and then what did they say?
To Junko's question, Theodore spoke while turning pale.
Until halfway through, it was no different from Hot Jiro. The problem lies ahead.
"I was told over and over again with distorted lives that it was a mistake to be born, or that once I died and started over, I would be saved from all the pain, and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so forth and so and so forth and so and so and so and so and so and so forth and so and so and so and so and so and so and so forth and so and so and so and so
Theodore stuffs his voice where he talks so much and begins to sob. Mario next door places her hand gently on that Theodore's shoulder.
Seeing Theodore hurt a lot deeper than he did, Jiro Hot remembers his anger. Because the guard of the spirit in the dream is in a thin state, it is usually more comfortable than being cursed at face to face. It hurts all the time. It also has a lot of confusing effects. And perhaps that girl in the water yukata burned to memory as an allusion. That's what Hot Jiro knows.
I don't know who she is, but she's not quite there, so Hot Jiro thought again.
(Well... I'm not a Mad Scientist. I can't help but be told if I keep risking other people's lives. but......)
Hot Jiro thinks so.
"Is it just me and him and the two of you who were made to dream about it? Anyway, if it's just me, there's two of us here now. Then I want to doubt the possibility of more than one."
Hot Jiro speaks the question.
"That's what I'm gonna think."
Even if Hot Jiro didn't tell me, Junko had the same doubts.
"What we have in common is that it's a clone and I modified it. But I don't think it's my fault... I don't feel like making that mistake, and there's not much in common with the modifications I've made to the two of us. At best, to the extent that I have changed my physical age. But I do that to everyone."
Junko talks as he alternates between Hot Jiro and Theodore, who sit right in front of him.
"What's suspicious is the man who made you two. Oh, I'm sorry. I told you I made it."
"It was actually built. I don't care."
Though Hot Jiro smiles, it was an impossible vanity. The words that the girl in the water yukata pierced her heart in her dreams resurrect and turn to chest pain.
The same goes for Theodore. Hot Jiro was saved by Midori on the way, but Theodore sees further ahead in his dreams, so the damage is huge.
"It was Professor Isaac Friedman who made me. I've been here several times to maintain it."
Hearing Theodore's name answered with his nose in tears, Hot Jiro was surprised to round his eyes.
"I'm that guy too... That line is more suspicious than a clone modified to be a pure child."
Theodore is surprised this time, says Hot Jiro.
"Mm-hmm. I thought I was somehow. That guy is a clone making authority, and when I built my clone, there was talk of not calling him. So, Hot Jiro, you and the other one..."
"No, I was the only one in charge of production by Professor Friedman. The other one - King wasn't in charge. He's in charge, and I've been pretty disappointed with my failures."
Hot Jiro denies Junko's speculation, remembers unpleasant memories of the past, and mocks himself.
"The clue is Professor Friedman and the land noted on the map? It's dangerous to jump into the latter."
Biton says.
"Oh, I just remembered. I found a GPS receiver in my system when I modified you, Jiro Hot."
"What!?
To Junko's remarks, Hot Jiro gives a surprise voice.
"Why haven't you ever shut up about something so important?"
"Excuse me. I was just wondering. If Professor Friedman let you in..."
Junko sees Theodore.
"Theo, I think I missed it when you remodeled it. Hey. Let me just check it out."
"Oh, oh..."
Anxiously nodding Theodore.
Junko stares at the eye and works the function of the artificial demon eye to check for foreign objects in the body.
"There was."
I shrugged a word and Junko instantly embarked on herself and waved. Biton reacted and his body was about to move to protect Theodore when Junko was back in the same position and looking at the GPS in his hand.
"It's the same type that was in your body, Jiro Hot. Hey. Well, I wonder what happened to this. I'll put it back in your body again Theo......?
"Are you going to make it? Please don't."
It was Mario who said so in a strong tone of voice. Theodore looking back in surprise.
"Something to offer...... sorry"
Sincerely, Mario.
"Well, as I was pointed out, there was some nuance that I was going to make, but when I suddenly removed it, I wondered if the person who put it in would know and be suspicious."
"Mario, thank you for your attention. But if you have a way of attracting and catching enemies by turning me in, do it."
Theodore offers.
"No... I wonder if it's dangerous. If you're willing to trap me, you might want to keep an eye on this move."
After a few thoughts, Junko came to that conclusion.
"In the meantime, in the future, you and Jiro Hot will act on the set without leaving. Of course, the escort must be worn."
"Okay."
"My pleasure."
Hot Jiro nods small to Junko's decision, and Theodore, with a healthy voice, offers a small hand toward Hot Jiro. Hot Jiro took Theodore's hand and shook his hand as he scuffed.
It was the afternoon when Friedman came to the request that Mika and the others began acting using their feet. Friedman, along with Mika and Nos. 2 and 11, headed to the western part of Euthanasia City.
Until then, Friedman told me that he was investigating the missing clones. Many of them were in a high position and were supposedly used as shadow fighters. Or entirely with the person, in some cases they thought they had been replaced.
There were also many stories of noises about seeing spirits before they disappeared. Friedman is not lying, Mika concludes.
(If there was dust, Buste would have been more on the north side. That should have been the west side of Tokyo too)
Friedman remembers the research institute he used to work for while checking his current location on the map.
A road stretching through the mountains, without cars or people passing by. The surrounding area is almost mountainous. He rents a car, Friedman drives it, frequently parks it from earlier, goes outside to see how it is, and repeatedly runs a little bit to see how it is parked again.
"Mmmm... that's crazy..."
Get in the car, Friedman looks at the map and roars. I'm following the GPS with the nearest reaction, but no one. Mika and the others strayed off the road and explored the slopes in the mountains a little bit, but no one can still find them.
"Isn't that a GPS malfunction!?
"Even if it is said to be a failure, it is also a failure that travels securely…"
Asked by Mika, Friedman answers with a troubled face.
"My throat is dry. Ooh. I went into that old teahouse over there - Here, the view is nice. Perfect for a relaxing cup of tea and sweets."
"Shut up! I'm at work!
Mika screams at No. 2, who demands it with a swallowing voice.
"No, let's take a break...... Honestly, I'm tired too. It's been a very long time since I've driven the car itself, and I'm in the left lane on the right handle, so I was very concerned, and I couldn't help but be afraid of the road with lots of curves on the mountain road."
"If that's what my client says!
Mika agrees with Friedman, who agrees with No. 2 with a big sigh.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Wow. Whoa, whoa, chalk!
"Shut up!"
Mika greets Cobra Claw (the move to eagle his opponent's throat and tighten his carotid artery with his fingertips) on No. 2, which she mocks with all her strength.
"You're like sisters."
Friedman looks smiling at Mika, who pushes No. 2 down to the ground and keeps strangling her throat with one hand.
"I'm a clone, not a sister."
Eleventh to say what I understand.
"You know what it's like to be born a clone, Mr. Friedman, who's been building clones?
"No? You don't know. I'm not a clone. I don't even know what that question means."
Friedman answers the eleventh question with a cold voice and expression with a decent face.
Seeing that Friedman's reaction, No. 11 was relieved. If you're an evil mad scientist here, derogatory words and disgusting full-on nori with mockery are classic, but Friedman isn't. I really don't know, and he doesn't seem interested.
(I don't even feel like this guy is a strange and bad guy... Is that what you call a psychopath?
Maybe because of the total lack of malice, No. 11 had a hard time making a bad impression on Friedman.
"It's a really good view. Tea treats are delicious too."
"Thank you"
A female clerk laughs and says thank you to Friedman, who sits in a chair under the house of the store and speaks praise.
"It's like... you're in the mood for a trip. My parents took me on a trip when I was a kid. Ever since then, in the life of research and research...... Sometimes these are good things."
"Besides, I'm surrounded by beautiful girls. Glad I made good memories at the end of my life. Heh heh."
Friedman speaking with a serene expression and number two making fun of it.
"Hmm...?
The grin disappears from the face of that number two.
"There's a distortion of space nearby."
"What!? Where! Say it!
Responding to dialogue number two, Mika changes her face and asks.
"Over here, over here"
Number two rises up and goes around beside the store.
"No!"
Seeing what was rolling next to the store, No. 2 glanced, No. 11 breathed, Mika or slightly frowned, and Friedman screamed.
There was the body of one black old man, lying on his back and rolling.
"Johnson...... This is the clone I was chasing just now..."
Friedman will try to project a holographic display. There was a perfect overlap between the GPS reaction I was following and where I am now.
"Duh, what's up? Customer…… ah! Casa Two!"
A clerk who came to peek saw the body and screamed, pulling it into the back of the store with a dash.