On that day, a visitor turned into the Yukioka Institute.
The beautiful girl in sailor clothes, with a beautiful face, is named Kumi Hangato. He is slightly seventeen years old and serves as the patriarch of an emerging religious group named the Society for Life.
But what matters to Junko is that Kumi is the original host of Arlaune. And coming to see Junko would naturally be an errand for Arlaune's host.
"I'm just here to take a breath."
I thought it was an important story, and Arlaune Kumi said in front of Junko, smiling.
"I have an alliance with you, and I want to keep my friendship as close as possible. Besides... I've been coming to work hard lately. As well as the host Kumi, it has affected me as a parasitic person."
"I see. I thought I was talking about Zongfang City."
"About Zunfantasy City?
Kumi takes the teacup to her mouth, surprised by Junko's words.
Do you have anything to do with me?
"Something interesting isn't happening in Zunfantasy right now. Unlike Battle Creature, there's an undiscovered creature out there."
Junko projects a holographic display and flips it to look Kumi.
The images shown on the display contained creatures that had never been seen lying beneath walls with prominent bullet marks and cracks.
Long stretched hands and feet remind people or monkeys of it. The form itself is human. But the whole body is covered with an armor-like outer skin mixed with turquoise blue and silver, and watermarks can be seen on the hands. The eyes were very small and crushed compared to the face. His mouth is wide open, he has a long blue tongue, and he is desperate.
"Seawater is being detected, both from the body and from the epidermis. It was discovered in a mountainous area quite far from the sea. And out of my stomach came something more interesting."
Junko, as I say, reflects another image.
"Fish? You don't know what fish it is, and you don't know what's funny."
Kumi said. It was the head of a nearly digested fish that was shown. Looks like a very unusual fish, I don't know from Kumi's knowledge. The head is long but the tip is round and somewhat reminiscent of the male organ. The mouth has a large cut running, with sharp fangs lined up. The eyes were on the front of the face, with the impression that they seemed fierce, but also unique.
"This is a magpie that lives in the deep sea, called the Dalmatian shark. Seems like you'll be out in the shallow ocean at night eating, though. I eat small fish, but the most characteristic habit of this fish is to eat large fish like pigeons and tuna, and large sea mammals like dolphins and whales, and eat meat. The Dalma shark itself is as small as 30cm to 50cm, so it doesn't seem like it's going to kill the target with it, even if you go through the meat of a large fish or whale. However, weak whales and dolphins seem to be easily targeted, and in some cases, there were dozens of bite marks on the chiseled whales."
"Deep-sea fish from the belly of a mysterious humanoid that went up to land - or? If it doesn't happen, I mean, does this even mean a corpse of a submarine?
Kumi is intriguing.
"Can you believe Kumi? Presence of the Seabed Man"
"No wonder I'm here. Anyway, it is the sea that accounts for 71% of the Earth's area. In the meantime, most of the seabed, such as the deep sea, is still out of reach, and there will be a large number of unidentified organisms. Even if Sea Serpent or Kraken existed, it was not so strange. And..."
Kumi cutting words here. I wonder if I will speak the thoughts ahead of me, and choose the words.
"I don't think I'm the only one who's come to this planet. There are other likely to be here. At least the hostile species of Arlaune, the" Innkeeper ", shows signs of multiple visits. As a result of Arlaune's hosting of sea creatures, it is possible that he has evolved to become an underwater person."
Kumi decides that Junko may have a similar idea and will not hide his thoughts.
"That's not all. It's not just the stars in my hometown, it's possible that another alien is coming, connected to a planet with other intelligent life forms."
"Hmm... I think that's a very low probability. First of all, apart from Arlaune and Innkeeper, it hasn't been confirmed yet."
"It's not like you that leads to the low likelihood of undiscovered equals. And even if it hasn't been discovered on the ground, back to earlier, there's a possibility of the ocean."
"I see..."
Junko nodding, but I was somewhat skeptical of Kumi's idea. Whether creatures from other planets can be suddenly thrown out into the sea and fulfilled and adapted.
But when I say that, it's not necessarily that creatures whose planet and environment live on different stars in the first place, like Arlaune and Innkeeper, can respond immediately. The reason for the lack of confirmation of extraterrestrial life forms, Junko thinks, may be around there.
"So, Kumi got this from that kid she knew a lot about."
Junko offers an envelope on the table and pulls a note out of it.
The note says the text in cute round letters. Below the sentence was an illustration of a girl in white with glasses murdering Junko, Misaki and Milk with a knife rarely stabbed to death, in a kindergarten childhood tasteful painting style.
"Hey, Shinji. I'm worried they can call me Sanmadness or something, so I'll wait for you in Zunfantasy City. I'll remind you that I'm better up there, so get it together. Dearest Mad Scientist, from Soundwood Historical Pleasure" Ogifumiyu ". Stretch, Barca Die Shitty Cunt '
"By virtue of history..."
Kumi puts on his face as much as he wants. Kumi knew the person well, too. She was also there thirty years ago during the Daytime Arlaune Joint Study.
"The professor and the milk seem to go through. Is Kumi coming?
"I won't. I don't have very good memories of it."
Recalling many of the unpleasant memories at the Arlaune Research Facility, Kumi put her mouth on the teacup.
Mika Tsukinawa has met the person several times in the past. On the contrary, two months ago, we also went to the CM recording together to talk about it.
The day was also a recording of a music show, face-to-face with the person.
A white man with all-back gray hair, his face is engraved with deep wrinkles and his age is palpable for the young. I did hear he was fifty-four this year. Dewy brachial muscles from sleeveless black chocks are thick all the way through. My hands are unusually big and my fists are booming. He's got a thick neck, thick chest plate, and a pretty good workout.
The other musicians are scared of the person and no one speaks up. We all know who it is. Mika also wears two bunches of grass shoes with the back street, but the person is similar. I can't say I'm tough. I also feel a little different about calling him a backstreet resident - but he's obviously involved.
"Long time no see! Mr. Harry!
Before the rehearsal, Mika spoke to the man with a smile, without fear.
"Oh, you're still the same guy."
In fluent Japanese that doesn't make you feel at all comfortable, the man called Harry laughs at Mika and gently puts out his fist he grips at Mika. Mika smiles, too, and puts her fist against Harry's fist.
"It's been a long time since you've been on a music show!?
"I'm in this capacity, and I don't think it's been months since last year. It's only the first time this year."
Shoulder shrugging Harry.
"I've heard a lot about your work behind Mika. Like an anti-matter bomb riot. I also saw a spectacle from the presidential freshman party pickled in formalin. It was a bummer, and it was fun inside."
"Embarrassing! Is Mr. Harry busier with the activity behind him too!?
"I'm familiar with both the back streets, but I'm not actively involved anymore."
"Right! That's better!
Hearing Harry's words, Mika laughed.
'Hey, Harry. I told you before that I want Mika's autograph. Now it's time to take it. With my name on it. "
In front of Harry, a girl appears who looks just like Harry and does him a favor. Harry sighed, projecting the holographic display and activating the imaging software.
"You know... I'm sorry, someone I know wants your autograph..."
Speak to Mika so hard to say, and send the display to Mika.
"No paper, no pen, and now I'm begging you. This convinces me."
"Nice! What's the person's name?!?
Then she laughs and Mika asks.
"It's Casey. Alphabet, Cassey, please."
Mika follows Harry's request and draws a signature with her fingers across the display.
"Thank you."
Gratefully thanking him for the illumination, Harry flipped the display to the girl - her sister, Casey, who looked just like herself.
Mika watched Harry's move, so she was surprised for a moment, but interpreted it as if she was showing it to someone else in the studio. That interpretation was correct, but I had no idea it was against my sister, who just looked like Harry.
(This will do)
"Ugh, thanks - Harry, Mika"
Casey laughs happily. But, naturally, words of thanks only reach Harry's ears.
"Is that Harry Benjamin, the Emperor of Trash Mountains? Sounds nice."
A new American AD who was in the studio shrugged when he saw Harry and Mika having a sneering conversation.
"Other than Mika Tsukinawa, there's no one to talk to intimately like that. There's always air that's hard to get close to. Plus, knowing about that guy's background, I'm still scared."
Another AD says with a bitter laugh.
Once there was a legendary metal band called Megidball. After the suicide concert, the anecdotes that created suicides and passers-by after numerous fans are particularly famous.
There are rock musicians whose megid ball came back and made a scene. That is Harry Benjamin.
His resentful words and songs were also planted with a sneaky subliminal effect, the result of which was an unbeatable momentum on Megidball, which led Harry's fans to make a case and became a major social problem.
But that's not the only problem Harry had. Harry has been involved in numerous company management since his youth, not just in the tabular society, but also in the operation of numerous gang organizations in the back society, and it was discovered that he even made them into terrorist organizations, becoming a mistress, depending on his coming to Japan more than twenty years ago.
Harry, who was a rock star and a gangster, became the earliest non-Japanese landowner. Due to certain circumstances, he will not be arrested in Japan, and he can carry out both musical activities and company management. They kept their distance from running gangs, etc., but they regularly give verbal instructions to the organization they created.
Going on a music show like this is a dangerous trail. Although freedom is advantageous within Japan, assassins may have been released from various countries. I've actually been attacked before.
But the usual Harry, he's almost safe. There were no assassins coming in as far as the outlawed city he is making Negijo - the City of Zongfang.