Play with Mad Scientists!
The two men, ten nights and a shake, easily reached the Yukooka Institute. The official website was politely set up, and when I sent out the email, I immediately received a reply, stating where and how to get in.
I looked again and found out that Junko Yukioka had a very strong influence in the back streets, and many criminal organizations were involved in manufacturing and selling weapons, and even built their own weapons brand called the Yukioka brand, and those sales were funded for research.
The technology is well above the standard of modern science, and while it is real, it is also known as the inhabitant of the world of SF, etc.
From the front street it was only an urban legend level rumor, but in the back street it seemed to be told off as a fact.
"of the same city of euthanasia, and I can't believe it's underground in Candoville."
Shaking squeaks in front of an automatic door that says Snow Oka Institute.
It is as unrealistic a story as if there is such a suspicious facility in the basement of a department store where ten nights and shaking have been going in and out from an early age. But I actually tried to get there and the suspicion that this might be a prank is about to disappear.
Shibuya Ten Nights and Yumtsuka Koku. Get inside and come to the thirteenth lab. '
A brightly bounced voice that echoes from the speaker. Ten nights turns to the shaker.
Shaking glances at him and urges him to move on to ten nights. It is certainly ten nights that I have decided to come here. I couldn't help but ask how it would react.
The two walk down the long corridor. There were doors on the left and right, with room names on the first laboratory, living room, guest room and all doors. Eventually we get to the designated room and ten nights knocks.
"Go ahead - you can come in."
The voices from the indoors prompt me and open the door.
In the center of the room there was a sleeping area like an operating table, beside which lay several medical devices and thoughts. A girl in white sits down in front of a desk in the corner of the room.
The girl, who was peeking into the countless displays projected into the universe, looks back at each chair to the two people who came in the room and greets her with a smile.
Nice to meet you. I'm Junko Yukioka.
Red eyes directed at me shoot through my soul for ten nights. Ten nights were unexpectedly seen in brilliant eyes mixed with evil and divinity. At the back of his brain, the sentence expression said that he was about to be sucked into his eyes, and I wondered if this was the case.
"Wow, what eyes like these rabbits. I have eyes of this color in reality, not cartoons or cartoons. You, ancestral rabbit?
Ten nights are watched, while the shake speaks to the first person he meets of what he inexplicably thought.
"Hey shake...... sorry, this guy is rude"
"Haha, you're a funny kid"
Ten nights rush to apologize for shaking. Junko doesn't show a bare gesture that made him uncomfortable at all, and he stays smiling uncontrollably.
"Come in, come in. Listen to me."
Ten nights and shaking, going indoors, prompted by Junko.
"I miss you. Its Learning Run"
Two people hear from the door behind them and look back.
A boy in a dark blue blazer was standing at the entrance to the room. Age is the same as ourselves or one thing below, the shortest of these. I have never seen the whole body of the person, but the neat and adorable face was familiar with the images remaining on the site during Euthanasia II.
"Senior Aizawa! Whoa, whoa! Wow, it's real. But small!"
The shaking looks excited and gives a shout of gratitude.
"This is Senior Aizawa..."
As shaken, the real thing was smaller than ten nights thought. Ten nights I think it was definitely the front when we lined up.
But he's a remarkably beautiful boy. When those big, black-eyed eyes were directed at me, the ten nights were same-sex but I was sure for a moment. It is a clear eye that has a different glow than the demon that pure child's eyes possess.
"Seniors... how do you know me when you first met me?
Killer with the street name of Junko Suzuoka's murder doll - Asked by Makoto Aizawa in a voice lacking discouragement. Like many of the images I've seen online, it's completely faceless. Even in the legend of Makoto Aizawa, which is passed down during Euthanasia II, it was with a person who did not give anything called facial expressions, but I thought it was the legend for ten nights.
"In Euthanasia II, the legend of Makoto Aizawa continues long after his senior graduates. Fallen in the back streets. Bad legend."
A shake that speaks with a delightful face. Many admirers of the Legend of Makoto Aizawa were in Euthanasia II, but Shaking regarded it as a special sanctity among them. The true influence is also strong when the shake resolved to fall into the back streets.
"But it's a little different from what I imagined. He said he killed fifty defective people instantly by himself, he haremed the school and orgyed with girls and female teachers in class, the number of women who got him pregnant was triple digits, he took over the broadcast room for lunch break and played his own song, and then he did excellent. If I saw anything, it wouldn't look like that. It's small. Seniors, maybe not 150 tall or something?
"You've got too many tails on your rumors... Mostly, I don't remember being defective, and I don't remember making a harem. If I even got a three-digit pregnant with a woman, it's going to be a bigger problem and an international level rumor. It wasn't me who was jacking the studio and singing, it was my ducks, so why are you blaming me until then? The tests were always on blank, so the grades were all but physical education and skill. Smaller, smaller, louder, and too rude for the first time. Besides, he's a hundred and fifty."
Ten nights judging from what I'm saying now, though it's a faceless and pale way of speaking, it doesn't seem to be emotionless. Besides, it was kind of weird and hilarious that he seemed to respond exactly to the rumors that the disrespectful shakes uttered, one by one, to discipline, and I felt like I had figured out a little bit of my true personality in my current interactions.
"I mean, seniors, you look the same age as us or younger..."
Say what the Ten Nights thought.
Years after Junko Suzuoka, there are rumors that he has not changed his appearance and is immortal, and his servant, Makoto Aizawa, has not changed his appearance at all, so it has been rumored online that a similar treatment has been made...
"What are you talking about? That's not true. I've been here five years."
(But even though that's eighteen or nine, it doesn't look very like that...)
A statement that you don't seem to have noticed a change in your appearance age.
If I've been here for five years, and I'm not immortalized and it's hard to think about this age of appearance, and I don't really feel immortalized, I think ten nights.
"Um, something really broke my back in your appearance, but I was wondering if I could return to this one?
"Ah, yes. Actually..."
Turning to Junko, Ten Nights stated how he came here and his own hopes.
"I'd say it's a common pattern, but I've done a lot of thinking with visceral collateral."
True to look at the shaker and say it in a tone that is clearly frightening, unlike the way it has spoken without discouragement until then.
"No, I didn't have a choice, either, because I needed the money. Ha..."
Ten nights I was worried about the self-derisive words of shaking. Plus, the word caught me that I didn't have a choice. Ten nights I wonder if there was any other reason for the shaking to create this situation of chopped feathers.
"Well, now it's ten nights for you to chip your own life, huh? In a way that will gain strength after undergoing a retrofit surgery that combines my human experiments."
Ten nights nodding ready, even as I breathe into confirming Junko. I'm afraid the other way around because I'm going to smile and confirm it. If it's not a dialogue with laughter, I stick it in my mouth.
"Well, then I'll ask for a job for you so that you guys can be major in the back streets. So, I'm going to film you guys working, and I'm going to broadcast it live online and sell it. That way, your good work will catch the attention of the residents in the back streets, and your work will have cancer."
Junko brings a generous story with an uncontrolled smile.
It's like the opposite of the man in the organization just now. It's a wishful story. I was also surprised that only ten nights had elapsed into this.
But ten nights I remembered bewilderment and anxiety before rejoicing. Because I grew up with the whimsical abuse of my father since I was a little girl, I have a habit of being terribly skeptical at ten nights and suspecting that there is something behind the delicious stories.
"Yes, please"
Nevertheless, it has already been decided where I suspected it. Ten nights I bowed my head deeply.
"Let's get this over with. So, check again. It's up to my luck to mess with your body the way I like it, but as a result, it's up to me to acquire amazing abilities. Don't be mad if you fail and let him die."
A girl who shows no slight malice or madness and tells her with an innocent smile. It returns and stirs up ten nights of fear.
From the shaking eyes on the other hand, the impression was the opposite of the ten nights. Junko is smiling all the time, so I couldn't really feel the realism that ten nights of my life would be in danger from now on.
"Duh, what abilities do you acquire?
Ten nights of fear but also anticipation. I still think it would be great if, after this retrofitting surgery, I was able to give you abilities beyond my intelligence.
"That's post-remodel fun... I just wanted to say, but it's not good to let you expect it and disappoint me, so I'll tell you first. It's a simple physical enhancement to apply to you this time of night. You don't have to transform your flesh to become a Phantom to be empowered while maintaining its appearance."
To the words of Junko, ten nights were at the same time relieved as he pulled a dong. He said he didn't choose a modified surgery that would turn him into a Phantom, and that he was sincerely good.
"Well, I don't think that's all that's funny, so besides that, I'll give you a little something. Because we're going to modify it, you want to create a stronger atmosphere, right?
"Ha... ha..."
It was ten nights when I earnestly hoped that I would not do anything extra, as long as it remained boring, but I did not have the courage to speak of it.
"Take off your clothes and sleep here. You wait outside. [M] It'll take a while, so you can go home. Yeah, if you don't have anywhere to go, you can stay here."
"Really? Then let me stay."
Shake makes your face shine.
"Let me show you to your empty room."
Junko, who deliberately added, "If you don't have a place to go," etc., and shaking accordingly. That exchange between the two caught on at ten nights. You have nowhere to go back to? What the hell does that mean? Even if that's true, why did Junko spot it the first time he met you?
"Ten nights, don't die."
Tell him the words short, and the shake goes out of the room. True silence follows it.
"What do you mean there's no place to go home? What made you think that?
While I'm confused that I'll have to take it all off, I'll take my uniform off slowly and speak out my doubts about Junko's dialogue right now.
"Oh, me, I know perfectly well when a kid like that comes along. I don't know if it's an atmosphere with no place to go home. It's not unusual."
I wonder if Shake has even run away from home.
I don't know anything about shaking family situations at ten nights. I've never even been up to his house. Shake has never even mentioned his family on the subject. It's not even ten nights.
It's been a long time since I guessed. He said that shaking, like himself, doesn't seem like a lot of home environments.
Chapter 6: 6 5
I looked again and found out that Junko Yukioka had a very strong influence in the back streets, and many criminal organizations were involved in manufacturing and selling weapons, and even built their own weapons brand called the Yukioka brand, and those sales were funded for research.
The technology is well above the standard of modern science, and while it is real, it is also known as the inhabitant of the world of SF, etc.
From the front street it was only an urban legend level rumor, but in the back street it seemed to be told off as a fact.
"of the same city of euthanasia, and I can't believe it's underground in Candoville."
Shaking squeaks in front of an automatic door that says Snow Oka Institute.
It is as unrealistic a story as if there is such a suspicious facility in the basement of a department store where ten nights and shaking have been going in and out from an early age. But I actually tried to get there and the suspicion that this might be a prank is about to disappear.
Shibuya Ten Nights and Yumtsuka Koku. Get inside and come to the thirteenth lab. '
A brightly bounced voice that echoes from the speaker. Ten nights turns to the shaker.
Shaking glances at him and urges him to move on to ten nights. It is certainly ten nights that I have decided to come here. I couldn't help but ask how it would react.
The two walk down the long corridor. There were doors on the left and right, with room names on the first laboratory, living room, guest room and all doors. Eventually we get to the designated room and ten nights knocks.
"Go ahead - you can come in."
The voices from the indoors prompt me and open the door.
In the center of the room there was a sleeping area like an operating table, beside which lay several medical devices and thoughts. A girl in white sits down in front of a desk in the corner of the room.
The girl, who was peeking into the countless displays projected into the universe, looks back at each chair to the two people who came in the room and greets her with a smile.
Nice to meet you. I'm Junko Yukioka.
Red eyes directed at me shoot through my soul for ten nights. Ten nights were unexpectedly seen in brilliant eyes mixed with evil and divinity. At the back of his brain, the sentence expression said that he was about to be sucked into his eyes, and I wondered if this was the case.
"Wow, what eyes like these rabbits. I have eyes of this color in reality, not cartoons or cartoons. You, ancestral rabbit?
Ten nights are watched, while the shake speaks to the first person he meets of what he inexplicably thought.
"Hey shake...... sorry, this guy is rude"
Ten nights rush to apologize for shaking. Junko doesn't show a bare gesture that made him uncomfortable at all, and he stays smiling uncontrollably.
"Come in, come in. Listen to me."
Ten nights and shaking, going indoors, prompted by Junko.
"I miss you. Its Learning Run"
Two people hear from the door behind them and look back.
A boy in a dark blue blazer was standing at the entrance to the room. Age is the same as ourselves or one thing below, the shortest of these. I have never seen the whole body of the person, but the neat and adorable face was familiar with the images remaining on the site during Euthanasia II.
"Senior Aizawa! Whoa, whoa! Wow, it's real. But small!"
The shaking looks excited and gives a shout of gratitude.
"This is Senior Aizawa..."
As shaken, the real thing was smaller than ten nights thought. Ten nights I think it was definitely the front when we lined up.
But he's a remarkably beautiful boy. When those big, black-eyed eyes were directed at me, the ten nights were same-sex but I was sure for a moment. It is a clear eye that has a different glow than the demon that pure child's eyes possess.
"Seniors... how do you know me when you first met me?
Killer with the street name of Junko Suzuoka's murder doll - Asked by Makoto Aizawa in a voice lacking discouragement. Like many of the images I've seen online, it's completely faceless. Even in the legend of Makoto Aizawa, which is passed down during Euthanasia II, it was with a person who did not give anything called facial expressions, but I thought it was the legend for ten nights.
"In Euthanasia II, the legend of Makoto Aizawa continues long after his senior graduates. Fallen in the back streets. Bad legend."
A shake that speaks with a delightful face. Many admirers of the Legend of Makoto Aizawa were in Euthanasia II, but Shaking regarded it as a special sanctity among them. The true influence is also strong when the shake resolved to fall into the back streets.
"But it's a little different from what I imagined. He said he killed fifty defective people instantly by himself, he haremed the school and orgyed with girls and female teachers in class, the number of women who got him pregnant was triple digits, he took over the broadcast room for lunch break and played his own song, and then he did excellent. If I saw anything, it wouldn't look like that. It's small. Seniors, maybe not 150 tall or something?
"You've got too many tails on your rumors... Mostly, I don't remember being defective, and I don't remember making a harem. If I even got a three-digit pregnant with a woman, it's going to be a bigger problem and an international level rumor. It wasn't me who was jacking the studio and singing, it was my ducks, so why are you blaming me until then? The tests were always on blank, so the grades were all but physical education and skill. Smaller, smaller, louder, and too rude for the first time. Besides, he's a hundred and fifty."
Ten nights judging from what I'm saying now, though it's a faceless and pale way of speaking, it doesn't seem to be emotionless. Besides, it was kind of weird and hilarious that he seemed to respond exactly to the rumors that the disrespectful shakes uttered, one by one, to discipline, and I felt like I had figured out a little bit of my true personality in my current interactions.
"I mean, seniors, you look the same age as us or younger..."
Years after Junko Suzuoka, there are rumors that he has not changed his appearance and is immortal, and his servant, Makoto Aizawa, has not changed his appearance at all, so it has been rumored online that a similar treatment has been made...
"What are you talking about? That's not true. I've been here five years."
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True to say back in response to the words of the Ten Nights.(But even though that's eighteen or nine, it doesn't look very like that...)
A statement that you don't seem to have noticed a change in your appearance age.
If I've been here for five years, and I'm not immortalized and it's hard to think about this age of appearance, and I don't really feel immortalized, I think ten nights.
"Um, something really broke my back in your appearance, but I was wondering if I could return to this one?
"Ah, yes. Actually..."
Turning to Junko, Ten Nights stated how he came here and his own hopes.
"I'd say it's a common pattern, but I've done a lot of thinking with visceral collateral."
True to look at the shaker and say it in a tone that is clearly frightening, unlike the way it has spoken without discouragement until then.
"No, I didn't have a choice, either, because I needed the money. Ha..."
Ten nights I was worried about the self-derisive words of shaking. Plus, the word caught me that I didn't have a choice. Ten nights I wonder if there was any other reason for the shaking to create this situation of chopped feathers.
"Well, now it's ten nights for you to chip your own life, huh? In a way that will gain strength after undergoing a retrofit surgery that combines my human experiments."
Ten nights nodding ready, even as I breathe into confirming Junko. I'm afraid the other way around because I'm going to smile and confirm it. If it's not a dialogue with laughter, I stick it in my mouth.
"Well, then I'll ask for a job for you so that you guys can be major in the back streets. So, I'm going to film you guys working, and I'm going to broadcast it live online and sell it. That way, your good work will catch the attention of the residents in the back streets, and your work will have cancer."
Junko brings a generous story with an uncontrolled smile.
It's like the opposite of the man in the organization just now. It's a wishful story. I was also surprised that only ten nights had elapsed into this.
But ten nights I remembered bewilderment and anxiety before rejoicing. Because I grew up with the whimsical abuse of my father since I was a little girl, I have a habit of being terribly skeptical at ten nights and suspecting that there is something behind the delicious stories.
Nevertheless, it has already been decided where I suspected it. Ten nights I bowed my head deeply.
"Let's get this over with. So, check again. It's up to my luck to mess with your body the way I like it, but as a result, it's up to me to acquire amazing abilities. Don't be mad if you fail and let him die."
A girl who shows no slight malice or madness and tells her with an innocent smile. It returns and stirs up ten nights of fear.
From the shaking eyes on the other hand, the impression was the opposite of the ten nights. Junko is smiling all the time, so I couldn't really feel the realism that ten nights of my life would be in danger from now on.
"Duh, what abilities do you acquire?
Ten nights of fear but also anticipation. I still think it would be great if, after this retrofitting surgery, I was able to give you abilities beyond my intelligence.
"That's post-remodel fun... I just wanted to say, but it's not good to let you expect it and disappoint me, so I'll tell you first. It's a simple physical enhancement to apply to you this time of night. You don't have to transform your flesh to become a Phantom to be empowered while maintaining its appearance."
To the words of Junko, ten nights were at the same time relieved as he pulled a dong. He said he didn't choose a modified surgery that would turn him into a Phantom, and that he was sincerely good.
"Well, I don't think that's all that's funny, so besides that, I'll give you a little something. Because we're going to modify it, you want to create a stronger atmosphere, right?
"Ha... ha..."
It was ten nights when I earnestly hoped that I would not do anything extra, as long as it remained boring, but I did not have the courage to speak of it.
"Take off your clothes and sleep here. You wait outside. [M] It'll take a while, so you can go home. Yeah, if you don't have anywhere to go, you can stay here."
"Really? Then let me stay."
Shake makes your face shine.
"Let me show you to your empty room."
Junko, who deliberately added, "If you don't have a place to go," etc., and shaking accordingly. That exchange between the two caught on at ten nights. You have nowhere to go back to? What the hell does that mean? Even if that's true, why did Junko spot it the first time he met you?
"Ten nights, don't die."
Tell him the words short, and the shake goes out of the room. True silence follows it.
"What do you mean there's no place to go home? What made you think that?
"Oh, me, I know perfectly well when a kid like that comes along. I don't know if it's an atmosphere with no place to go home. It's not unusual."
I wonder if Shake has even run away from home.
I don't know anything about shaking family situations at ten nights. I've never even been up to his house. Shake has never even mentioned his family on the subject. It's not even ten nights.
It's been a long time since I guessed. He said that shaking, like himself, doesn't seem like a lot of home environments.
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