Another day has passed, the third day since the raffle of the Enjoyment of Life.
I was interested in chatting with Takae, Meguru and Haunted Peaches in the N building daycare room in Baste if the dust was also loaded.
"By the way... that Junko brought you, cosplay kid like a witch... you care"
"Oh, oh, that kid stands out. She's cute."
To the topic Takae shook, Meguru remembers the person.
From around yesterday, for some reason, I saw a girl dressed as a white-squeezed witch in the facility. Junko and I are often witnessed together.
"Something... I was so different with her, but I felt so heterogeneous, it was like something that wasn't a person."
Takae talks with a strange face.
"Even men are white. White guy to the eyeballs."
And, ghost peaches.
"Nice, good Mr. Ifube Luca. Hey. They say it's Junko's mouse."
And, megle.
"He's a guy with a bad vibe. You better stay away from that."
A ghost peach warns you with a serious face.
"I saw it in the morning. It did have a funny vibe."
It looked like Takae, as if it had a strange atmosphere or was surrounded by deep sorrow.
The girl's outfit was white. The torso hat with the broken tip, the jacket, the cape, the skirt, the boots and the knee socks are all almost white. There's only a little bit of pink in there. The basics are white. The stick in my hand is also white. The girl herself is white. Her hair is also white. It is a purple crystal, an accessory to the two tiny jaws on the hat. She's a very cute girl with big, creepy eyes and a slightly loose mouth.
The girl dressed like a witch, who recently came to Baste if she also had dust, is walking and talking to Junko in the facility. Neither the subject nor the researcher knows who it is. Some asked Hot Jiro, the director, but he couldn't tell me.
"That world wasn't bad either, but I knew the real world would be better ~"
In the cafeteria in the central wing, a girl in white witch sitting at the same table as Junko says with a bounced voice.
"Now I wonder if what I exist in the world is a dream in itself. I get scared all the time when I go to bed. I'm afraid that if I wake up, the world will end, or if I sleep, I won't stay awake, or if I wake up, I'll be back on the experimental bench again. I'm just having a good dream, the reality is more apart, and it's harsh there..."
"No, it's still an experimental bench?
Junko said lightly as she protruded Samma with chopsticks to the girl who lined up her negative delusions.
"Really? But you're not tied up, you're not in pain, you're not gonna suffer after an injection, are you? They're taking me outside."
Hearing Junko's dialogue, the girl was circling her eyes.
"That's not necessarily a prerequisite for an experimental bench, and hey. I recovered Hotsumi because I needed her as an experimental platform for my research. Come on. You're still bringing me here, aren't you? Besides, I'm going to have you work for my convenience."
"Because you need me...? Anyway, if someone else told you, I can feel relieved that you're Junko. You were an enemy to me, and you helped me."
The girl, called Hotsumi, said, laughing in the light.
"Can I help Junko with something?
"Stand up. Hotsumi is one of my trump cards. Hotsumi deserves a really big trump card."
I think it was a really good pick up, Junko, but I didn't say it to the boulder.
At dawn of the night from the battle that had lost Zongji, Luca was in the N wing of Baste if dust was also loaded.
The other three are gathered in Baste if dust is loaded. For a while there was an agreement from Junko to base here.
Luca was alone, looking out the hallway window at the landscape. Extended, he looked at the landscape full of trees and the cloudy skies with occasional blue slices.
My mind seemed to have stopped. Time is running out when I realize it. Occasionally through my head, the words come, and the scene of last night's battle comes back to life.
Especially the most common scene was when Zongji was crushed by a giant zombie rabbit. Played in my head over and over again.
"Luca, are you okay?
Shibao comes and speaks out worried.
"A witchy, witchy cosplay kid wandering around this building like she made me a woman."
I'm going to shake a completely different topic than I was thinking about, Luca.
"Yeah, I saw it too."
"A mouse with a similar modification to mine."
"It wasn't even white to my eyes."
"You did. Even I used to be less white than my eyes."
After saying that, Luca recalls the dialogue that Zongji said to himself.
"Do you see those eyes properly?
Zongji was - unusual for him, who always thought he was a faceless, pale night, and looked worried. Even the look on Luca's face comes back to life.
"Should I not make friends? That's the second one."
Back in high school, Luca said, remembering the girl who was killed at the end of a fig.
"Is that...? Oh... with that said, it was the same then... same..."
Touching tears overflowing from her eyes with her fingers, Luca smiles.
"The tears... came later. Later, the sadness pushed me, and now I'm crying. Weird me. That's what happened when he was a kid..."
Turning away from Shibao, Luca talks with a trembling voice as she looks out the window.
"Does Mr. Ashin Shibao surprise you? I can't believe I was the kind of guy who lost a friend and cried. I thought there was no more blood, no more tears?
"No...... I was a little relieved that I was about one step ahead of you."
In response to Luca's query, Shibao gently strokes Luca's back as she jokes.
"That's..."
As Luca looked out the window, she saw the person she saw walking in. I can see you trying to get into building s and not opening the door and giving up.
"Mr. Shibao, look at that."
Luca prompted me and Shibao was surprised to see who was there. It was a panda in a suit.
"Detective Panda? Did you come to this place?
"Ashingi-san, check with Junko."
"Yes."
Shibao contacts Junko.
"Hmm... I told you where it was, but I didn't hear from you that you were coming here, and what's going on?"
Junko, who was contacted by Shibao to tell him there was Detective Panda and confirmed through the window, went out of the central building in surprise.
"The building over there is off-limits except for the people involved. What can I do for you?
Face to face with Detective Panda and speak up.
"Is there going to be a dispute here soon? Again, Detective Panda has been asking for a favor."
As last time, Detective Panda cuts out with a real voice.
"Further remodel Detective Panda for me. Make it super sturdy. Give me the ability to regenerate. I need you to increase your HP and defense and max your healing abilities."
"Hmm? Are you going to fight?
"No, this is redemption. In a way, it must be a battle."
To Junko's question, I shake my neck to the side, mouth words I only know, and think a little.
"I don't care what dangerous experiments you do with Detective Panda's body. This is Detective Panda's last favor. For the rest of his life, Detective Panda lives only to continue to atone for the crimes he has committed. That's why I want you to be super sturdy."
"I see... it's more constructive than before, and if that's why you can modify it. Instead, if it's conditioned to let us experiment with a fairly high element of luck, which is also likely to fail. Detective Panda would already be my enemy if I were you, and I'm the solemn target. Come on. Think it's still broken."
"Oh, that's fine. Regards."
Detective Panda bowed her head deeply to Junko, who lays ruthless conditions with an uncontrolled smile.