Walking next to him was a woman in a lab coat and cheap suit.
Her name was Kihara Yuiitsu.
She did not have a golden retriever next to her.
He was gone now.
“I haven’t seen her since Baggage City. And that was an unofficial order from me, so I don’t see why she had to end up in juvenile hall afterwards.”
“Um, uh, about that…”
“Yes, I understand.” Yuiitsu laughed and placed something in her mouth. “There was no real reason to imprison her, but she came here of her own free will. As a privately run facility, all that matters is that she pays. An illegitimate confinement and imprisonment on the request of a third party might be a problem, but if someone pays and asks to have herself locked up, this place is really the same as a hotel or inn.”
“Yes, but she is still the most dangerous inmate here.”
The young guard wiped away his seemingly never-ending sweat with a handkerchief and desperately continued the conversation.
“Um, are you sure you want to meet her? She, um, may not be an esper or anything, but…”
“Again, I understand,” cut in Yuiitsu. “And if she wasn’t that way, I would have no reason to speak with her.”
“…”
The two of them arrived in front of a certain cell.
It was not covered with metal bars like a standard cell. It was surrounded by thick concrete walls and a steel door that probably took a lot of heavy work to open or close. To pass in food trays, the door had an oblong metal window that slid open, but it of course could not be operated from within.
Shutting the door and cutting the power would fill the cell with complete and utter darkness.
Humans could not bear a life with no stimulation. Even the most brutal criminal would break within three days in there, but this individual was actually paying to stay there.
“Special Case #15.” called the guard. “Special Case #15! We’re going to release the window, so do as you’re told and stick your hands out!!”
Shouting was meaningless with those thick walls and door, but the young man’s mind would likely have gone blank if he did not follow the manual precisely. He pulled the slide window open to the side and two small hands eventually stuck out. The wrists were together and the palms pointing up. Handcuffing them for transportation before opening the door was the most basic of safety measures. Even if the prisoner had not heard him, she would have known to stick her hands out when the window opened.
The guard crouched down a little to put the handcuffs on.
He quickly held his eyes and tried to back away, but it was too late. He collapsed onto the floor and violently convulsed in front of Kihara Yuiitsu.
This was clearly abnormal, but those two hands sticking out the window had not actually done anything.
Crouching down had been the mistake.
That had given him a view inside that closed cell.
“What a pain.”
Yuiitsu sighed and approached the cell door. She did not bother collecting the keys from the writhing guard’s waist. She pulled a small card-sized device from her pocket and held it in front of the door. There was no light or noise, but that was enough for the magnetic lock to raise the white flag. Slightly modifying a stun gun to destroy electronic circuits without touching them or producing any sound or light was a well-known tactic.
The thick door opened and light crept in.
The concrete box was neither large nor comfortable. All four walls, the ceiling, and the floor were utterly covered with small writing and numbers. As she read through them one at a time, Kihara Yuiitsu shook her head. That writing could easily smash all of human civilization four or five times over. She had her doubts about how much that uneducated guard had understood, but he seemed to have instinctually grasped that it would reject the world he lived in. And that shock had caused him to pass out.
But Yuiitsu had no interest in that destruction of the world.
She had business with the person who had written it all.
В смысле по гайду? Я конечно заглядываю в флоу-чарт ради СР-пойнтов и секретов, но все прохожу сам.
Ну в смысле откуда ты знаешь что 4 миссии сталось? Прочитал где-то. Вот я и спрашиваю, зачем. Так же не интересно.
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— Измерения уже связаны, поэтому вы видите облик бога. — Так это бог? Он похож на гиганта… — Лишь проекция, тень, — Артур перебил Альберика и продолжил: — Это не значит, что он так и выглядит. Подобно тому, как у нашего сознания нет физической, осязаемой формы, ее нет и у бога. То, что вы видите, — только наша трансляция божественного сознания в понятную нам форму. — ...Ничего не понимаю, — раздраженно бросил Тору. Тема разговора приняла такой масштаб и жонглировала такими абстракциями, что Тору порой забывал о чувствах, томившихся в его груди. О собственном гневе, об отчаянии, что обрушилось на Чайку, вернее, всех Чаек. Сейчас все они казались мелочами на фоне громадных событий.
— Понимать не обязательно, — отозвался Артур. — Главное… не мешайте.
После этих слов он протянул руку к Ладе Ниве. Пальцы коснулись скромной груди… и сразу же углубились внутрь плоти, но механическая девушка так и осталась совершенно неподвижной. — Время настало. Приготовления завершены. Узрите же убийцу бога.
Прекрати. Прекрати. Остановись, Империон. Если ты уничтожишь высшее существо, то сам лишишься смысла жизни. Прекрати. Перестань. Ты сломан. Твои действия бессмысленны.
— А теперь бог… умрет, — сказал Артур, и ввысь устремились всполохи.
Никто не услышал ни звука. Но каждый распознал предсмертные вопли.