After many human experiments, ten years ago Friedman scientifically demonstrated the existence of the Spirit, the Underworld and the Circle Rebirth, making it recognized by all mankind.
He was awarded the Brain Reduction Chemistry Award for his achievements, but it is a mystery that he was awarded the Chemistry Award rather than the Physics Award. At least resistance by physics, or because Friedman was a chemist?
If you tried to be Friedman, you didn't want to publicize the existence of the underworld to the world. Friedman earned fame for it and wanted a patron to assist him. It can't just be financial assistance. I wanted an environment where I could get more labs.
In rare cases, humans of the psychic medium are born. Those who see the Spirit easily and are easily disturbed by the Spirit. What does that mean? Freedman noted there. I wonder if they are the key to connecting the underworld to this world.
It was difficult to secure the human nature of the spiritual media, but the stronger the spiritual media was, the more new discoveries there were against the Spirit and the Underworld. Most of those who became experimental benches in the process went mad or died. As for Friedman, it's a headache. The precious laboratory benches crumble one after the other, making it difficult to secure them.
It turns out that it takes a potential period of time for people in the mental media to feel the spirit more easily. Hearing stories from those with strong inspiration - those who look closely at the Spirit and those who suffer from mental handicaps, he says that there are many cases in which that happens all of a sudden, bordering a certain period. Mostly when I was a kid, but in some cases it occurs when I grow up. It doesn't happen at the time of the baby at last.
To be a child, you have to be able to see the spirit. We must awaken the spiritual media.
It is also possible to modify an ordinary person into a spiritual medium, but a born spiritual medium is more desirable than an acquired spiritual medium. I have to take care of it before I give birth. At the time you are in your stomach, you need to perform the operation. Physically, spiritually.
From the above, it came to the conclusion that, in Friedman's view, the most suitable environment for manufacturing children could only be the creation of human clones.
But even if I made a child in my own research facility, I can't raise him alone very much. I don't have any experience with childcare or anything like that, and I'm not confident at all. I can't even get my research done by taking my hand at childcare.
So Friedman was sneaking around various institutions and organizations around the world and instead of undertaking the manufacture of illegal, human clones, he was treating them to become a spiritual medium.
Spiritual media awakens at will in places unknown to me, and even if a child candidate is exposed to spiritual attacks, I have trouble. There will be no immediate death, but it is more difficult to deal with it than to be possessed and killed by the Spirit. Because there are ways to improve mental media. Or even if the person is able to control his or her spiritual powers poorly. It is desirable that children are only passive substitutes. I have trouble being resisted.
Therefore, the children's candidates were also given schemes that prevented the mental media from awakening easily. I anticipated the timing and sneaked into contact, trying to awaken him. Then you can use it as an experimental bench. That's what I thought.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Friedman broke into the one-touch air.
"It wouldn't be nice if they killed you just because it's possible. I ran into a wonderful scientist named Junko Yukioka earlier. With her help, I would like to try to build a safe child, unlikely to run wild. So what do you say? Can you pull my hand?
I saw Friedman complaining in great seriousness and everyone on the spot was frightened.
"Isn't this grandfather really an idiot? Oh, you're a great scientist taking a brain reduction prize. Are you stupid enough to study?"
"You're too optimistic..."
Nos. 2 and 11 squeak with a grumpy look.
"You promised Junko you'd cooperate!?
"No... I know you because of this, and you're going to talk about it. Yeah. I was wondering if you'd take it on if you asked."
"What if they say no!? You must be the one I just met! There's no guarantee of success if you take it on!
"Mika, I wonder if you can protect me. Whatever you want to persuade me to do with you, I didn't expect you to deny it first..."
"I deny anyone! Your thinking is strange!
"Mika Tsukinawa, deny it to the dark clouds. I don't even think Friedman's gonna make it."
When Friedman and Mika were making up their minds, Kiko spoke out.
"It's just that you've killed too much, and you could always try to. That's more than enough reason for me to put my hands down here right now. My personal feelings are in, of course. Even though it's a request from the afterlife - I know someone has to do it. But... even to save, it was hard to kill innocent people. So I'm gonna end it here."
"Mmmm...... do you have an afterlife? You mean you can come into this world? I'd love to see you. Will you let me see him? Right...... ok. By request of the Underworld, you were calling the clones to save you by resetting your death? I must have spoken to him. Please, let me see you."
He shook his voice and told it with the thought of spitting blood, but Friedman was intrigued by something else and demanded it with an exciting smile as if he were going to throw all at that interest.
"I knew this grandfather was crazy... You should die. This must be how I've lived my whole life, getting people upset and scared."
"Oh, no... You won't have to say that much about anything. What the hell is wrong with my statement right now?
Friedman just goes back to saying he's out-of-heart to number two, who doesn't hesitate to say what he thought.
"Number two, I know how you feel, but it's still work"
Mika tells her quietly, not screaming.
"We think this grandfather should die, too. And I sympathize with you for your hard work, and I don't want to hurt you if I can. No matter, I don't even want to kill you. But we don't have a choice because we're in each other's shoes."
"Hey. No resentment whatsoever."
Mika said with a serial look, Kiko grinned. It's not ironic or disgusting, it's a genuine dialogue.
(There are five of us. There are two of them over there. Still, it must be quite powerful to expose yourself and fight! At a time when we build so wide a bond in the first place, it's quite -)
Mika's thoughts were interrupted along the way. I wondered if Koko had taken a few steps forward, and there were dozens of different kinds of carnivores boiling all around him.
"Yeah, this is called that. Too many. Impossible gay. Regretful game balance if easily cleared"
No. 2 shrugs her shoulders and laughs naggingly.
"If you are in sight, can you call the beast of the image in large quantities?"
"It's not just the numbers, and hey. Don't let him die."
In response to the words of the thirteenth, he laughs slightly.
"Funya? What do you mean," Don't force me to die "?
"Because it's a Koshu valve"
No. 2, which penetrates into the dialogue of the sons, and No. 11, which teaches to No. 2.
"If I could do this, I wish I had done so from the beginning, but I wonder why I purposefully built a wide range of boundaries and only rolled out a limited number of images in them!
Mika asks, laughing invincibly, but Miko never stops laughing. But Mika saw. That Ellie's face on my side was cloudy.
"Come on, let's do it"
Mika's words do not fit, and when Miko raises one hand, the beast arrives with great momentum.
Too unlikely a desperate situation where dozens of different carnivores strike in unison in the forest at night. Even so as to escape, it is near impossible for a human to run from a carnivore and escape.
Friedman was less rigid in fear, but Mika and the others didn't seem disturbed at all. I don't even show you how I'm at war.
"Number seven! Thirteen!
"Go, go, seven. Our number seven. Fully open."
"Okay. Ahhh! Heh-heh-heh!
Thirteen pinpoints the seventh by the song, and the seventh releases in full the annoying ability dictated by his emotions.
"Unfortunate Late Payment! Arnd, accidental prank!
In addition, Mika uses two fate manipulations in a row. By late payment of bad luck, no matter what ability No. 7 activates, we will not have the bad luck of winding up with ourselves, and we expect that by chance prank, something will occur that will further increase the effect of No. 7's ability.
At the next moment, I lost sight of Kiko, Ellie and the animals.
The ground turned up, and as if it had blown away, it was reflected in the eyes of Mika and the others, as well as in the eyes of Miko and Ellie.
And the trees, and the grass, and the earth, and the soil, and the stones, and the earth sprayed up in abundance. Such an awesome sight, as if earthfalls were climbing heavenly. And there were dozens of beasts in it.
"Ugh... what..."
Friedman roars as he sees an incredible sight.
Sprayed soil naturally falls.
"Pepper, it's full of dirt."
He was a shrink and an ellie who backward avoided, but still got quite a bit of dirt and dust on him.
On the other hand, Mika and the others say that it has the effect of borrowing Mika's fortune in advance and is not soiled in any way.
"That's it! Down..."
Mika tried to encourage her to surrender, but that dialogue stops on the way.
Dozens of beasts crawled out of the masses of dust that rolled up high in the sky and fell.
"A beast that is remotely manipulated within the junction, once it is done, it disappears with it. But the beast I called in front of me was different. It's an indestructible image. If you're attacked, you'll have a flicker."
Where all the beasts crawled out of the earth and quickly returned to the same situation as earlier, Kiko laughed and told him not to much.