Interlude 3 The wanderer began to move forward
The Bee-Eater is the "Queen" who rules the largest faction in Tokiwadai Middle School.
It's just that now, she doesn't have the image of a 'big lady' or a 'queen', but just like an ordinary junior high school girl, sitting in a cheeseburger restaurant that is very popular among students in the "Fourth School District".
Gulp meaty fast food into your mouth and enjoy it while sticking out your tongue and wiping away the lingering flavor of your fingertips.
For bee-eating caustica, going in and out of high-end places in order to maintain the image of the eldest lady is a pretentious gesture, and there is no need to be restrained by that kind of thing like those people.
Her world doesn't need to be so vulgar sensuality.
Perhaps this unique self and pride is also one of the charms of her being admired by the members of the faction as a 'queen'.
With his face held up by the window, he leisurely watched the entertainment programs broadcast in the store, and the bee-eater prayer fully replenished the daily energy lost due to the 'chaotic' summer vacation.
Until someone sat down in the seat across the partition in confusion.
ββ¦β¦ Disturb the girls when they are eating, but there is no gentleman's performance~"
You don't need to turn your head, the bee-eater will know who is coming.
"Hehe, next time I'll choose a better time to show up."
Ordered a drink disapprovingly, and the 'uninvited guest' just smiled.
Being able to see the unknown side of Miss Tokiwadai is quite profitable from the perspective of an intelligence mercenary.
"What a boring man...... So, what about the 'thing' I want? β
Shaking the small spoon used for dessert, the bee-eater asked in a casual tone.
On that day, it was impossible for her to ignore the thing that made her ability fail, so she hired this guy who roamed the dark zone through a special channel to investigate.
"It's been shipped to you, but out of professional ethics, I still remind you to get it, most of what we can get is just defective products."
In other words, the 'genuine' has been recycled.
"What the hell, isn't there no point in me hiring you?"
Looking back at him dissatisfied, the bee-eater apparently disagreed with the result.
"Hey...... I'm just a bit of an informant, but not as good as you. β
Spreading his hands, the man smiled bitterly, got up and put his hand in his pocket and continued.
"In order to make up for the trust and future cooperation, here are two more pieces of information related to you."
"The 'docking window' that spread the 'Snatching Spear' is a man named 'Stupid Shunzo', and now he has been dealt with by the people of the 'Dark Department'."
"And in the end, the one who recovered the power armor that attacked you was actually the people of the 'Advanced Situation Rescue Team'."
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That was the end of the conversation.
With the sound of the automatic door opening, the man's figure blended into the crowd and faded away.
In the restaurant, the bee-eater is savoring the sauce in his mouth, thoughtful.
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For the first time, Fang Tong came to his senses in the hospital.
Even though it had been a while since he regained consciousness, his brain was still a little groggy.
With his eyes open, the first one looked at the top of the white wall, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Huh? Are you already awake, one side passes. β
A woman's voice suddenly rang out in the single hospital room.
One party subconsciously moved his gaze.
Coming in through the door were two men in white coats, the man was a little chubby and had a strange frog face.
I haven't seen it, probably the doctor here.
He guessed.
The female one was a little impressed.
If he remembered correctly, it seemed that this young woman was named Yoshikawa Kikyo and one of the researchers of that project.
But the two didn't know each other.
ββ¦β¦ Are you so anxious about my life and death, do you want me to go back to the experiment as soon as possible? β
One party responds with an inaudible voice of emotion.
"Maybe, you may not know that the previous research institute has been destroyed, and some people above are worried that this situation will continue to happen, so they want to freeze the experiment, but if you are interested, you can probably reapply."
"After all, you still have the possibility of reaching Absolute Ability Level 6."
After conveying these formulaic messages in one breath, Fangchuan Kikyo smiled a little self-deprecatingly.
Obviously, he has already let this child know the cruel truth, but he still has to tempt him to make a choice.
Obviously, he is also an 'accomplice' in this experiment, but he naively thinks that he can make up for something.
Sure enough, she wasn't fit to be a researcher.
ββ¦β¦ Level6οΌ β
Repeating the cause of all this, a slight fluctuation flashed in the eyes of one party, but it quickly calmed down again.
He began to think.
What exactly was the point of that battle?
And what does that monster represent?
And the last figure in front of him.
What is "she" to him?
Thinking of that clone, there was a sense of unknown fire that didn't know who it was for to pass on one side, and it made him blurt out.
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"I'm not interested in that experiment anymore."
Kill a guy like that 20,000 times?
β¦β¦ That kind of thing doesn't make sense, bastard.
Not the slightest bit of interest.
Close your eyes, and the passage of the non-speaking party is as if it is an eviction order.
"Ah......h
Hearing the expected answer, Fangchuan Kikyo's eyes widened slightly.
She still remembers the appearance of a passing party when she first saw it.
Has even this kid started to change?
And what about her?
Just go on like this, relying on memorizing the names of those children every day to satisfy your hypocrisy?
Yoshikawa Kikyo can't describe what kind of mood he was in when he turned around and left.
She just kept asking herself.
If the white coat on his body is already so heavy, why do you still wear it?
It's time to wrap it up.
Looking ahead, she woke up like a dream.
So this time.
Only this time.
The naΓ―ve researcher decided to abandon that 'naivety'.
The steps forward became firm, as if some force was constantly stirring in her heart.
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"Well, she introduced you and the kid."
The frog-faced doctor, who had been silent and watching, asked.
And the only one who will come to see you.
He silently regretted.
The man in the hospital bed did not speak.
After a long time, one party passed before it spoke again.
"Hey, how's that guy?"
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It's a pity that no one in the room can answer.
The frog-faced doctor doesn't know when he's gone.
"Tsk......"
He snorted in displeasure and put his right regained consciousness over his head.
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Ivas stood at the top of the nameless building and looked up.
Obviously there was no one in front of her, but her gaze still crossed the void and fell on 'him'.
"So, have you come to a conclusion? Aresta. β
Judging from the name, the blonde angel is talking to the highest authority in the city.
Without waiting for the latter to speak, she continued.
"Do you really think that 'since it is possible to artificially implant itself with unconscious energy masses, the 'AIM diffusion field' gathered by the network of clones located in the production area also has the possibility of generating a concept of death and jointly giving birth to immature consciousness bodies'?"
Smiling disapprovingly, Eivas seemed to mean something.
But she didn't rush to deny it.
Because she was also full of doubts about the structure whose existence was indefinite.
Of course, there is interest.
"Whether it's the problem of Theseus Wind Slash or the first frustration, now your 'plan' has to be changed, right?"
Eivas laughed.
When it comes to 'loopholes', she always likes to look at them from the perspective of a bystander.
Because it's interesting.
Another voice finally responded.
It seems to convey the message of 'as long as you can use it well, it's not a good thing'.
However, this is not the answer that the blonde angel wants.
ββ¦β¦ Forget it, just keep trying to keep yourself going. β
Losing interest in talking, Eivas shook his head, and his body gradually lost its form.
The roof of the building was once again empty.
As if no one had ever appeared.
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