Play with Mad Scientists!

In the evening, the three members of the Dull Resistance left the immigration cave and returned to the office. My client's chick came with me.

Speaking of why chick men came with us, we gathered information and consulted on future policies.

"There's a lot of information about immigration ghettos, there's a lot going on in the immigrant community, but there's not much leakage out there, and it's not quite ready to be touched."

"It must be a matter of time. If we can talk about it from the outside, we'll be able to see the immigration cave residents, and new information will emerge from the potato formula."

"I hope that new cases, new sightings, and information that attracts attention."

"Now even check it out so you can find it as soon as you get out."

Ten nights of talking while they were fishing on the net. The chick is also silently engaged in the same work while in the client's position.

"Hah... I'm sick of this..."

With a shaky face, she sighed deeply.

"Even if you really like actresses, who's to say that a man's moans are loud? Do you have a hobby like that? It's very unpleasant and strange."

"What are you doing without a job?

listening to the shaking dialogues, the horribly cold voices are heard

"I'm also working. It's going on at the same time, so I'm not looking back."

Ah yeah. Um, next time you make such a shameful remark in front of me.... "

"Ah, don't be angry. Not anymore. I'm sorry, I'm reflecting."

Shake apologizes quickly before he finishes.

"Hey... what is this? Look at this."

Ten nights of surprise and stunned voices, copying holographic displays and flying them to the chick man.

Overseas sites were shown on the display.

"This is...."

"Wow, wow!"

The chick gently opens his mouth and smiles funny.

Human hunting participant recruitment! Would you like to hunt humans too? We have started a service that allows us to commit murder without being found guilty of murder. The first is an immigration cave in Anraku, Japan. It is packed with millions of immigrants in a small estate, making it a perfect environment for human hunting. "

It appears to be an overseas angle site, but it is written in both English and Japanese.

The name of the organization hosting the event was also well written. "Host, Battlefield Tea Time."

Tea time on the battlefield has been thinking about entering Japan for a long time. The rumors were leaked to the FBI, ICPO, and even to the Japanese police and the backstreet hub. The spy is undoubtedly caught in the tea time on the battlefield, but honestly, where it was discovered, neither the boss nor the executives of the organization cared.

However, considering the fact that the Japanese backstreet society was already managed by the backstreet hub, the history of other countries' mafia entering and fighting the backstreet and the police, etc., I was not thinking about entering Japan with my back seat, but I was thinking about the extent to which there was a way out.

One day, one of the executives suggested whether to do business in an immigration cave. The executives complained about the circumstances of the immigration cave and the fact that it was almost untapped.

That's why Simon, who was born and raised in Japan and had spare time, embarked on a field survey.

Simon's movements and objectives were leaked by spies in tea time on the battlefield, but Simon went to Japan without paying particular attention. Simon was reading that, too.

Simon sees no doubt that the executives who complained about the immigration escape were silos. I don't think that it was the executive's idea in the first place, but someone further below the executive suggested it to the executive. We also know that those under it were spies.

(Check it out and you'll see.)

Simon calls the executives who advised him to enter Japan's immigration ghetto.

"Who gave you the wisdom to settle in the ghetto? Yeah, I know it wasn't your idea. I want to know who told you."

That's it... I'm losing my voice.

"Bingo"

Huh?

"Looks like I was framed. I was attacked in an immigration cave. He must have been a spy."

I said - but Simon didn't frame Simon personally, he thinks anyone could have been a part of the battlefield tea time.

"Is that who reported that Noodles School is trying to make this a new place to do business?

Ha, yes......

"That's the Nudist School spy. Well, if you have a chance to catch him, you're gonna have to bully him."

"Yesser."

He responded with a nervous voice to Simon in a harsh tone.

"Well, I'm dancing while I know everything. Neither me nor King."

After hanging up the phone, Simon laughs with a slightly mean face.

South Namida Shopping Street, one of the two shopping streets inside the immigration cave.

It is a narrow, maze-like shopping district, but it is large enough to know how far it extends, and the number of shops is large. Many of the shops are simple digging huts.

Among them, Simon, Makoto, and Hayama were having dinner. It is quite narrow inside the store that the three people came in. If you pull down the chair a little, it will be like bumping into a guest in the back seat.

"It looks like I've been trying to frame tea time on the battlefield since before I got here. He didn't think I was coming."

Before coming here, Simon said, recalling what he had checked with the organization's executives.

"Maybe there's another faction trying to mess with Nudist School and battlefield tea time?

"That's not true. It's a ridiculous idea to bump into an organization that wins over a losing organization, even though it's recognized elsewhere that the two organizations have been settled."

Simon denied what Hayama had said.

"The reason that Nudist School is back with us... well, it's a little different than resentment. I know somehow. True said we sold the fight, but I denied it, didn't I? What's different is that the Nudist School sent us here because they knew it was a trap and dared to get caught and dance. It's a fishing scheme to fight the two organizations again."

Simon said that he knew the reason for the fight, but he had no idea about the outsiders, Maya and Hayama.

"Simon, can you eat that?

True is eating noodles while pointing to the seat next to him. Immigrants were eating the contents by splitting the eggs in half. It's not white or yellow anymore, it's leopard. It is a dish in which duck eggs on the verge of hatching are boiled, called barrots.

"Barrot... It's impossible."

Simon looks at Hayama with his face open.

"Is this the gaze of expectation that I can go because I am a maggot? Please don't. No... but if I refuse here, I'll be a maggot with only my mouth..."

Hayama refused with a crying face, but suddenly he applied strange reasoning and turned to the expression of determination.

"Me too, Barlow...."

Hayama solidifies at that moment in an attempt to speak to the clerk.

"I knew it... uhh... I can't help feeling pathetic, but this is all... uhh..."

"That's better. I don't blame you."

Simon put his hand on Hayama's shoulder, grieving with a smile.

"Welcome to Yukioka Research Institute. I'm so glad to have so many retrofitting volunteers. I'm clearly going to rebuild it, so I'm not expecting it."

Junko welcomes visiting immigrants with a pleasant smile. Immigrants are even more anxious to see Junko like that.

"So, who's going to modify it?

Junko asked.

"That's enough. I'll go first."

Vivian goes forward.

"No... if anything happens to Vivian, the leader of the Immigration Revolutionary Army. I'll do it first."

Pedro controls such a Vivian.

"Let's make this fair."

That's what another immigrant said, and that's why the immigrants did it, and the Vivian was the last.

Sakukukuku and immigrants are being remodeled. Sometimes it took less than 30 minutes per person, and sometimes it took more than three hours.

By the time the last Vivian's turn came around, it was 2: 30 in the middle of the night.

Two hours after Vivian's surgery,

"Ugu... I feel sick... It hurts so much that my chest is about to rip open....."

The anesthetized Vivian complains with a distressing expression.

"Sorry. The modification was successful, but I accidentally made a mistake about the amount of medicine. Even if it's late this weekend, I think my heart will burst and die, so if you have someone you want to fight, you should fight by then."

With a smile on his cheek, Junko told him with a bounced voice.