Rebuild World

Yanagisawa managed to make a safe deal with Tsubaki. And when they give me a lift outside the management compartment, I ask Tsubaki there in a good mood.

"I'd like to ask you again, just in case, before I go home, do you really not have to finish the katsuya? His local network building speed is a little unusual. Too soon. That's probably, no, there's almost certainly other managerial personality hands in. If someone like that is wandering near Mr. Tsubaki's administrative compartment, I think it would be an obstacle to the management of the compartment? If you tell me, I'll take care of it. I think that would be less of a hassle with other management personalities than Mr. Tsubaki would have done with him, right?

In his deal with Tsubaki, Yanagisawa offered a variety of exchange terms in order (to) get him to drink his own rather convenient request. Among other things, I thought the provision of Katsuya's information and its end was the most effective one, but Tsubaki didn't take it.

"At least you don't have to ask for it."

"Because at the time you asked me to do that, you would touch some other statute of administrative personality entanglement?

"I don't have an in-laws to answer"

Tsubaki answered briefly with a strange face. Yanagi Sawa wondered a little, but shelved his doubts because he wasn't going to pursue them poorly and damage Tsubaki's mood.

"Right. Well, no. Call me if you have any additional requests or anything. I'm going to respond as best I can."

"Before we do that, I hope you will make an effort to keep your promises."

"Of course. I'll take care of it. I'm a man of my word. Don't worry. Until then, I will not imitate (make-believe) my promise to the management personality of the site. Afterwards, I'm afraid."

Yanagi Sawa took a light-hearted attitude, as usual. Still, there was no appearance of lying.

Tsubaki smiles a little more meaningfully.

"Well, there's one thing I'd like to ask you to make sure you don't break your promise."

"Ask me anything. I didn't want you to tell me what to do. You're gonna get drenched?

Ask Yanagi Sawa, who behaves like a jerk, with the ease of listening lightly to what is nothing while Tsubaki smiles lovingly.

"Then don't hesitate to sweeten your words. Let me know why you broke your promise to that managerial personality. You broke your promise to them. I can't say enough about you not breaking your promise to me. I'd love to know why."

Yanagi Sawa's smile gets slightly stiff.

"... do you have any idea what I'm talking about?

"You've seen me with those before, haven't you? I didn't call myself Yanagi Sawa at the time."

The look on Yanagi Sawa's face gets very steep at once.

"... how did you know? The trace should have been completely erased. Nor did the identity verification of the ruins pass. You must be recognized as someone else!

"There are various means of identification. For example, the old realm connectors also carry out personal identification when connecting to the old realm. If that connection fails, the personal authentication process will not function properly, and temporary identification will be tentatively assigned and treated as someone else."

Tsubaki deepens his grin.

"You know that, too, so you're not treating the situation?

Yanagi Sawa makes a rugged bitter laugh. They were pointing quite accurately at the diagram.

"This is the basis for identifying you, because even if you can't connect to the old area, connecting to my facility is sufficient for identification. Past visitor data is also left locally so reconciliation is possible. That's why I put the bargaining place inside my control compartment."

Yanagi Sawa held her head gently and snorted out. And change the expression to something like a light reopening.

"Right. Well, let's just say it's been a long time."

"Then this one too. Long time no see. So, I'd like you to answer an earlier question?

Tsubaki's loving smile (cheeks) does not guarantee the life of Yanagi Sawa any shards. Wrong response will kill you. After figuring that out, Yanagi Sawa opens his mouth.

"It is the well-being of an unspecified number of human beings, the realization of salvation and its continuation. Because I needed to have that one as one of my means. Additionally, I did undertake a ruin attack from them, but I didn't intend to break that promise. What exactly does an attack on a ruin refer to? Admittedly, there was a significant amount of detail in the perception, but that would be a drop over there that did not provide a detailed explanation in advance. Didn't I?

"I see. I warn you, it's also a hassle to reconcile the details of your transaction with me (you). When I decide that I have broken my promise, I will hand over all your (your) information to them. Do you want to?

Copy that.

After answering with such seriousness, Yanagisawa returns his attitude to his usual one and continues with a mild laugh.

"He said he wouldn't have to be so threatened to protect it properly. I don't trust you. It wouldn't be in my interest to break this deal, would it?

"That means breaking if the profit in the event of discarding is outweighed. That means you need to do damage here in that case. I don't trust you at a time when you need to work hard to keep your word."

"Tough hands. You don't like us that much?

Tsubaki smiles and says it out for the bitter Yanagi Sawa.

"Yes. I hate it"

Yanagi Sawa holds his head slightly overwhelmed.

"How is it that the administrative personality of the ruling system is stiff or not accommodating? I can tell you a little bit more about corporate management personality."

"Because we don't have a legitimate customer anymore, and we don't need a genius to start doing business with a bandit."

"Still, why don't we have some more, you know, hang-ups or something?

Yanagi Sawa had a slightly daunting smile directed at the hard-to-handle stubborn. Half of them were acting and joking, but the rest were serious. Then Tsubaki continues laughing in a good mood somewhere.

"There is, isn't there? The subject is just not you. For example, you're a very courteous person. I want to spin the edge of those people, too."

Yanagi Sawa goes on to match the decadent attitude on the surface, rather surprised by the tuba attitude on the inside.

"Do you like that? Well, then why don't we do our best to find it and introduce it?

"I forbid it"

Yanagi Sawa exhales as if she were in a bad mood again.

"Ahhh. Then I'll go home. Oh, yes, I have to make a lot of contacts (to keep my word). That's why I need you to remove this communication failure."

"Okay. Unlock within it. Now if you'll excuse me."

The sword returns its heel and returns. And along the way, he activated the camo function and disappeared completely.

Temporarily, when Yanagisawa decided that Tsubaki had left enough, he broke his smile and exhaled a great relief (mostly) while scratching (or sweating) a cold sweat.

(... It was dangerous. But it's within our expectations. Tsubaki hates them. That's why I won't hand it over to them if they find out I exist. And getting me the means to keep my word makes me positive about the deal.... right. Just as expected. There is no problem.... I wasn't expecting anything about Katsuya, but, well, that would be nothing better)

A call request is received to the information terminal. Communication jamming has been lifted. When Yanagisawa laughs and goes out to it, a shitty voice of a temporary base official sounds.

"Chief Yanagi Sawa! Where now!? Return immediately to command! A massive ruin exploration force has been destroyed..."

"I know. That's settled."

"Huh!? What does that mean..."

"Instructions are given here through the Long-Term Strategy Department. Follow those instructions from now on."

"Wait a minute! Explain…"

Yanagisawa hung up the call. And reconnect to Kugamayama City.

"It's me. Apply for an executive meeting as soon as possible. Right now.... Oh, I know. I solved the noise in the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street. Concentrate command in the Long-Term Strategy Department to initiate ex post facto action. Call me when the executives are ready. Hurry up."

When I cut the call again and tried to reconnect to another person, a call request from Inabe came in.

"Yes, sir. This is Yanagi Sawa."

"You! Where are you now! What do you mean you solved things! What have you done!?

"Tell them properly through the Long-Term Strategy Department. That's what I gave you, but, uh, didn't you hear?

"Answer now!

"I don't have a choice. Because I am. I was just negotiating a little bit with the management personality of the ruins you pissed off."

When he heard Inabe's cliché, Yanagisawa laughed with pleasure.

Shikarabe and the others are splitting up with Elena and the others to explore the building. Parga smiles bitterly when she sees Sicarabe with a very troublesome look on her face.

"If you don't like it that much, why don't you just let it go?

Shikarabe exhales.

"It won't work either...... Once we're hunters of Drancam's own, we're getting a rescue signal from the same hunter. I can't ignore it.... the signal's on them."

"You know, that place is serious."

"Let it go. Let's go."

Elena and the others didn't find out where Akira was. Akira's lending terminal had been destroyed in the aftermath of the battle and it was impossible to follow that signal. After the communication failure recovered, Shikarabe and the others received a rescue signal from the Katsuya and hurried to the source after hearing from Nelia that Akira and Katsuya were engaged. I'm just saying that Akira was there.

To Elena and the others who proposed an immediate retreat, Sikarabe, although emotionally in agreement, reluctantly suggested exploring the building. And I expected Nelia, the commander of the first unit, to be in tune with Elena and the others. If it is the contents that we were not obliged to explore until we risked being left behind, and we had no choice but to go home together because we would not be left behind, then it is sufficient as an excuse to the Drancam side.

But Nelia suggested staying. Having already helped Akira and handed her over to Elena and the others, she decided it was enough for her allies to work now, and thought it would be better to stay here and wait for the next instruction rather than return to the makeshift base one by one.

Elena and the others also knew that the temporary base was forming reinforcements, and there were times when communications had been restored and it was easier to grasp (one) information on the situation, which she acknowledged although she remembered a little dissatisfaction. But I didn't intend to go out with the Sicarabes and explore. I showed Akira who I was and stayed on the field.

After the process, Sikarabe had no choice but to go down into the building with Parga and the others. And I found a mutilated body that could be considered a hunter for Drancam.

"What's the gun owner code......, katsya? Is this guy cute?!?

After Shikarabe is quite surprised, she puts on a slightly more complicated face.

"... the one who won't die after all, no matter what. I'm finally losing my mind."

Yamanobe laughs bitterly.

"I'm a hunter. I guess when I die, I die. But this, was it slashed by a cross? It's not the monster's fault. And I don't have a head, but where have you been? You got blown up and mixed up in those flesh pieces there?

Parga returns looking around.

"There were other people down around there, but they're all alive over there. They're all unconscious and there's no sign of waking up. The other reactions are gathering more downstairs, right around the first floor. Shikarabe. What do we do? -Do you want to carry these guys that far?

At that time, emergency notifications were received to all information terminals. There is confusion in the faces of the Sicarabes who heard that audio message.

"This is the Kugamayama City Long-Term Strategy Department! The city has entered a truce with the managerial personality of the site that manages the area in question for large-scale site exploration! All hunters in the area must follow the instructions of the Long-Term Strategy Department! Revealing your location promptly and getting under our command! Fighting between hunters is strictly forbidden! Already the defense machinery under the ruins' management personality has begun to retreat! It's strictly forbidden to fight monsters that aren't attacking us! Only allow battles against monsters unrelated to the management personality of the ruins! Repeat! This is..."

Shikarabe and the others looked at each other with a surprising look.

Two Alphas are confronted by a sword in a bright white world. Losing another alpha, Katsuya, has a tougher gaze at Tsubaki, but Tsubaki is flat without looking concerned. The story followed a parallel line.

"You're persistent. It won't change my position. We're just talking about you killing each other on your own. I have trouble being asked to be responsible. Disruption of communications is also intended to disrupt the entire enemy force and increase the damage. I'm not interfering with you."

"Because of that, this individual died. You think that's all you can do?

"I don't know. It would be improper for you to have an individual within your sphere of influence. At your convenience, I have no obligation or obligation to neglect the defense of my control compartment."

Turn the look that Tsubaki was disgusted with into something a little harsh.

"As I said before, if it's your idea to tolerate damage to my administrative compartment (for your convenience), if you're taking this far lightly, I have an idea here. If you need it, let's make a difference."

Seeing another alpha and sword that coldly meets, Akira's side of the alpha exhales.

"Okay. Let's treat it like an accident."

"Thank you for understanding."

Tsubaki smiles lovingly. Another alpha looked very dissatisfied, but had no choice but to shut his mouth.

"And I want you to give me all the data in case of a communication failure."

"You gave it all to me, didn't you?

"I don't have any data on what you're talking about with Akira."

Tsubaki answers flatly to Alpha, who sharpens his gaze.

"That's negotiating data on this side. You have no brother-in-law or obligation to provide it to you. Oh, I didn't say anything. Why don't you ask him in person?

"Yes."

"Yes."

Tsubaki flushed the sharper Alpha gaze.

The reason Tsubaki doesn't teach Akira's story to Alpha is to arouse suspicion. You just have to extend your suspicion of those who are so compelling as to try to keep their promises with your life in jeopardy that you do not need to doubt them. It is based on an ill-intentioned idea, that is, harassment.

"If I'm done talking, I'm done with this. Excuse me."

Tsubaki finally disappeared from the white space with a meaningful smile (cheeks) towards Alpha.

The Alphas also understand that Tsubaki's words and actions are a kind of warning. The point is, I showed the seriousness of stabbing. If we let both Akira and Katsuya die, the Alphas will also move to boulders. It would be the same if you killed him at the hands of even one of them.

I manipulated the situation but the accidental element was high and I didn't intentionally let him die. To the extent that I could make such an excuse, I was hostile to the Alphas for as much as I needed, including the fact that I missed one of them in order to show my seriousness. That's what Tsubaki meant.

"Fair enough. This is also a trial. Let's just switch our minds and deal with it. But there are some things that concern me. Your individual survived, and this individual died. Now our expectations are off again. Unexpected is also out of control. Are you all right?

In response to another Alpha concern, Alpha made her expression slightly more rude.

"I can only say that we will manage and deal with that in due course. Well, that's my trial. Never mind. More than that, what do you do over there? If you're going to finish the trial because an individual is dead, I'd like you to give me that amount of arithmetic power. If you're just searching for the next individual, you don't need current processing power, do you?

"No, we're going to change the reference individual and the trial itself is going to continue. If that change fails, the attempt shall be terminated"

"Really? Okay."

Another alpha distorts (boils) his face slightly strangely.

"But why does all this happen only in this trial?"

"I don't know. That data collection is part of the trial."

"Indeed."

The Alphas looked somewhere like a bitter smile. And disappeared from the white world.

A few days after the massive site search, Akira woke up again in the hospital room. She breaks down trying to wake herself up on the bed and laughs bitterly when she realizes she has no one arm.

"When I wake up, the hospital room. This pattern again?"

'This pattern means you're alive, so I don't think you have to be so pessimistic, do you?

The alpha on my side smiled gently (cheeks) Mm.

"Morning Akira. Did you sleep well?

"Morning, Alpha. Oh. I'm in perfect physical condition. Unless you don't have one arm."

'Your arms should be cured. I'm a little late, but again, I'm glad you're okay. Well, it happened, and it's time for you to tell me what happened while I was gone, okay? I don't even have time for this. "

Okay, I got it.

The doctor in charge came when Akira was talking to Alpha. When the doctor in charge handed Akira a dossier of the treatment she had completed while she was asleep along with the bill, he asked about the treatment of her arm. While asleep, I was able to cure myself on the hospital side, but to respect the will of high-ranking hunters, the treatment was kept to a minimum.

Few people turn their arms into prostheses until they cut them off, but after losing them, some choose prostheses independently of the cost of treatment. Many lose limbs in battle with monsters. There are quite a few who dare (ah) to choose a combat prosthetic, rather than repeat expensive regenerative treatment, thinking about when they lose it again.

As Akira hears those explanations from the doctor in charge, Alpha pinches her mouth with a slightly more pleasant look.

"Akira, I think it's a good idea to use this place as a prosthetic arm, right? Built-in guns, blades, force field armor, Forcefield Armor generators, even with awesome and complicated combat arms, if I support them.

Akira tried to imagine the sight of ramming a magazine into her arm and shooting bullets at her. After his arm deforms and the muzzle appears from the tip of his wrist and shoots a large number of bullets, he returns to the shape of his original arm.

'... no, normal arms are good'

"Oh, why?

"Dining and taking a bath with that arm is a bit of a"

'If it's a matter of appearance, I don't think it would be the same as being born if it were an expensive prosthetic hand, would it?

"No, it's a matter of mood."

If you are in battle, it may be a somewhat heart-shaking sight, but you have hesitated to live your daily life with that arm. I didn't take it personally when I thought I might accidentally get a blade or bullet out of my arm during a meal or bath.

My doctor notices how Akira is doing.

"What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing. Regenerative treatment, please."

"Okay. Then choose how to play it. To sum up, you can either grow new from the cutting surface, or you can connect the cultured arms."

After hearing from the doctor in charge about the duration and cost of each treatment, its strengths and weaknesses, Akira chose the latter. Then the physician in charge attached a prosthetic hand to Akira like fortified clothing with only one arm as a therapeutic device. At the end of the installation, the prosthetic hand stretched based on the data obtained from Akira's fortified clothing, almost (mostly) in the same shape as Akira's original arm.

By obtaining data on the nervous system with this prosthetic arm and imparting the same stimulus to the nervous system of the arm in culture, it will be possible to move the same as the original arm even shortly after the new arm is connected. That's how the doctor explained it and went back to finishing the detailed description of the costs and length of hospital stay again.

Akira is moving with an interesting look at her white prosthetic hand. I'm not uncomfortable with the movement, I can move it like my own arm. Touching something nearby also gave me a good feel.

"Don't move as normally as if this is a good idea anymore."

"Because it's a medical prosthetic, I guess we are very precise in adjusting the nervous system in order to send detailed data (to) the arm to be cultured. Akira. Try stretching that arm forward '

Extend your arms as Akira was told. Then Alpha laughed prankily (mischievously) and brought her busty chest closer to her prosthetic hand, sliding it into its valley. The soft chest changes shape only slightly and pinches its hand close to the wrist. And conveyed to Akira the softness and warmth of fine skin.

"Wow!?

Surprised Akira accidentally pulled her hand in. Alpha smiles a little better.

"I was diverting data from Akira's fortified clothes, so I broke into the prosthetic sensory settings a little bit. What do you think? That must have felt pretty good, huh?

Akira, who has trouble replying, tries to deceive herself with complaints.

"... don't surprise me."

"A corner (because of it) So do you want to touch a lot?

'... don't touch'

'Really? You don't have to hesitate. Say it whenever you change your mind.'

Akira blushed slightly and shifted her gaze from the alpha as if she had bent her umbilical cord (navel). Alpha was laughing contentedly.