Tomorrow Kaori and her nurturing husband can't influence the game as players, but they can interfere with the players playing the game. It is of a nature as a spirit, because it can interfere with the human mind.
But it's not just a spirit, it's an electric spirit, so it's possible to do something else. For example, you can use the ability to search for other players in the game, as well as browse the net. You can also send an email using an account you registered with before you were born. That's why Tomorrow Hikaru was able to bring Junko and the others to this world.
It has been a long time since I asked Junko, but I don't know how much progress has been made. The nurturing husband said he had even more servants.
"My new servant is working on it. Besides, he's not just using electric spirits, he's starting to get more decent players alive."
My nurturing husband speaks well in front of Tomorrow incense. If it is not a means of electric spiritualization, Tomorrow Kaori thinks it is okay at all.
"I... I've been waiting for this. The possibility that if anything moves, the world will change. The act of mass-producing electric spirits doesn't directly save Recommended 11, it's a possibility that derives from it. It's a new rendezvous."
"Then stop adding electric spirits."
It was Tomorrow Incense complaining in a pleading tone, but her nurturing husband ruthlessly shook his head sideways.
"You can't do that. Tired can add more players besides electric spirits, but Nyanton and Makhime have no choice but to add more players with electric spirits. Tatsuyoshi doesn't care anymore."
"Tired!?
Tomorrow Kaori knew his name, so I give him a voice of surprise. He should have been one of Junko's people.
"Oh, that's the guy who used to hit on me. But now you agree with me and you're on my side."
A nurturing husband laughing at. I wonder if Junko may have betrayed him, and I want to be sure Tomorrow Kaoru, but I can't move because of the tight surveillance of my nurturing husband lately.
"What are you gonna do with it and keep the game going?"
Tomorrow incense leaks a sad sounding voice.
"I can't help it if people are gone, we're already dead in the first place, what are we gonna do with sticking around so much..."
It was a word I said to my nurturing husband over and over again, but the replies I get back are mostly the same.
"I know what it's like to be a nurturing husband who wants to stay in this world, but I don't want you to sin any more for that"
"I don't like it. No matter how guilty I am, I want to keep this world alive. For me, it's the only place left. I don't know what the world looks like, but I don't think it's a better world than here."
"What was fun was talking about when I was alive, when I was playing this game. It's not just memorable."
Tomorrow incense to mouth a dialogue you have never spoken of before.
"Yes, you are."
The nurturing husband affirmed the words of Tomorrow incense.
"That's okay, though. I'm just happy to look back at the past, watching the players play, drifting fluffy through this world. You don't like me, but you're happy together."
"I feel so sorry for you..."
Hearing her husband's true intentions, Tomorrow Incense smiled small as she looked like she was about to cry.
"I am no longer in the mood to resent you for killing me. Even though we can't help it, we've been together too long."
Tomorrow Kaori's words surprised my nurturing husband this time.
"Were you... I always thought you hated me."
"I tried being a little mean. But I'm tired of being mean."
Tomorrow Kaori wonders about the dialogue he has spoken for himself.
"I thought ghosts were something that drifted tied up with just one more feeling in the first place, and it's not much like when you're alive. Because it's an electric spirit?
There are thoughts, emotional changes, sometimes sleep, and changes in feelings over time. Not at all different from that of people.
"I'm sure there's a lot going on with ghosts too. I've only seen a wild electric spirit once in a while, not even made by me or Nyanton and the others. Like me, he died unexpectedly wearing a dream band, and he had a lot of thoughts about this game, and that made him an electric spirit. But we didn't have much conversation. The ability to think is ambiguous, that's what it felt like to be a ground-bound spiritual. Artificially crafted electric spirits are close to it."
It was strange to Tomorrow Incense how the electric spirit had lost its ability to think, what was the difference from ourselves. Although it is a mystery, even from the fact that the nurturing husband is able to confer superordinary powers on others in the first place.
Tomorrow Kaoru was vaguely wondering if Junko would use us on the experimental bench to solve that mystery, too, if he properly stopped the rampage of his nurturing husband and his men.
Through Singapore from Japan, Lei went down to Beijing Capital International Airport.
Until I got here, I couldn't help but travel by train or meet at the airport, but the trip in the sky wasn't a bad one.
(It's been thirty years. how far did air pollution go)
Even so, I didn't bring a mask or anything. I was underestimating that I wouldn't mind too much because I'm much more resistant to poison than normal humans. But I can see quite a few people already wearing masks inside the airport.
I've already contacted the person I'm about to meet. I heard you were picking me up at the airport, but I look around to see where to wait.
I feel tired because of the number of people and I feel very bad, but I can manage to feel better. This one is much, much more harmful to tired people than air pollution.
Then many soldiers in military uniform appeared in dense chunks, and came to the weary. I'm obviously looking at myself. People's attention is drawn.
Where he came before his tiredness, a mass of soldiers broke and a tired, discerning face appeared from inside.
"It's been a long time, Shizuno Sensei"
An old man with a wrinkly face in a suit tells him in fluent Japanese with a smile on his face.
"You're completely old. The number of wrinkles was different then, and it got thinner..."
"I've had two major surgeries, but I'm still active."
This old man, who talks about tiredness and intimacy, is called Liang Chengjie (Llanchongje). In a time of tiredness and interaction, he was as good as a prime minister.
"Are you still a politician? Have you found a successor to your mentor?
"I have trained my disciples and have already inherited"
"Are you talented enough to be comparable to King Liang Demon?
"Stop calling that name because it's embarrassing. I haven't heard that in a while. Now no one calls me by that name anymore. At least not directly in front of me."
Tired and Leung walks in collusion, stiffened forward, backward, left, and right by the soldiers.
Two people out of the airport, riding a bulletproof specification limo, sitting opposite each other.
"I could have asked you over the phone, but I was hoping to do something about it, and it's been a long time since I've wanted to see Beam's face."
"I'm honored you took the time to do this."
In the wake of tired words, Liang bows his head with all due respect and joy, while remaining seated.
"Has it been thirty years? Teacher Shizuno broke it off with her enemies, Ms. Yukioka, and tried to be tied..."
"There seems to be a misconception, but I didn't get along with Junko or Junko."
"This is rude. I heard you lived together, and I thought you were married."
A hell of a misunderstanding, tired of spilling bitter laughter.
"It's like I was being protected by Junko heartbroken. I'm ashamed to have been dragging and pulling the pain for thirty years. So far."
"Hmm..."
The beam becomes a true face.
"I guess it's too much to rely on me right after Shizuno Sensei, who had been pulling off for thirty years, went out into the world for some reason. But now I'm in a position that's half hidden within the government. I can't help much. I am proud that my power as a mentor has not diminished so much."
"No...... not really every big favor. It's a trivial favor, so I might clap it out. But there are only a few people I can count on, and there are only beams left."
Tired will look a little lit on the beam, which I say in a loud tone.
"Isn't that a big story on the scale, like waging the U.S.-China War again? Well, it's troubling to have such a story brought to me right now."
"Unfortunately, it's every smaller scale request. It's like a phone call."
"I'm glad you came all the way to see me, even if it's a phone call away. I would like to entertain you as long as time permits. No, I have a lot of time."
"Is your job good?
To the tired question, the expression of the beam shades.
"Honestly, it doesn't matter anymore. This country will remain the same forever. Desperate to make haribote. Only decency is everything. The party is also totally ridiculed by the people, but they continue to repair their decency without even realizing it, and mock them for doing so again. You have been suspended since the founding of the country. It's not limited to the government. As you know, prosperity itself is haribote. Air pollution, the harshness of water pollution, is getting worse, and riots are taking place everywhere. Many accidents are unlikely in other countries. Of course. It's a literal haribote from the building, and we're working on it by hand. And that bad information is censored and hidden."
A beam that freshly swept that far at once and then changed its complexion much more.
"I'm sorry, I got stupidly on track. There's no one here to fool around with."
Beams head in embarrassment.
"Still, Leung is sticking to the position of a politician because he's trying so hard to make the country better, right? It doesn't really matter, does it?
"No... that's, no..."
Tired to say with a smile, Beam shakes his head more and more shy.
"By the way, what does Shizuno ask of you?
"Actually..."
In the car, Tired talked about wanting to increase the number of players recommended 11.
"Hmm... that's... that's a hard story to tell."
Put your hand on your chin, the beam roars.
"It will be difficult for a group of people to access Japan to online games that are not even served in this country. Dream bands are prohibited in our country in the first place. But it's not like there's no hitter."
"What kind of hands do you have?
"All operatives lurking in Japan can be ordered to play that online game. I doubt it will meet your expectations."
To Liang's words, Tired smiles satisfactorily.
"So please. If you're an agent, don't you have to explain it to an experienced person?"
"The preview of the game will be neat. No, I'll let you do it."
To his tiring confirmation, Beam replied so with a shrugged shoulder and a laugh.