The mood in the room shifted instantly.
Total silence.
Like it wasn’t an android that walked in—
but the off switch of reality.
And the funniest part—
Gll’Raa-Tüün,
who had been screaming about pests a second ago,
felt no fear.
No terror.
Instead—
he had a scientific orgasm.
He froze.
The others—
panicked, dropped everything, and bolted for the exit.
De’Vujeer smashed through the crowd
like a bowling ball,
scattering scientist-pins in all directions
and disappearing first.
The rest followed—
pushing, stumbling,
until they spilled out the door,
leaving Gll’Raa-Tüün alone.
The wide-eyed scientist trembled with excitement:
“Oh—OH—OH… O BEAUTIFUL STARS OF MY MOTHER!
There he is… alive! REAL!
PERFECTION ITSELF!
Reaper class, zero series!
KAIRELIN HIMSELF!
Built almost by hand!
And we’ve been trying for YEARS to replicate it…
Just—just—just a miracle of engineering…
LET ME LOOK AT YOU,
MY PERFECT KILLER ANGEL!”
Zeros stepped beside Blindy and Shiori,
completely ignoring the doctor.
“What are we standing around for like idiots?
Let’s finish the job and get out of here.”
Shiori nodded, stepped up to one of the terminals,
inserted a flat crystalline drive,
and began entering commands with fast, confident movements.
“Airi-chan, start copying all data.
Soshite hayaku onegai… we don’t have time.”
The holographic screen flickered,
lines of code streamed past,
and a message appeared:
SYSTEM BREACH: SUCCESSFUL.
DATA EXTRACTION INITIATED…Blindy, keeping an eye on Gll’Raa-Tüün,
leaned toward Zeros
and muttered quietly through his mask:
“Hey, man…
that bug-eyed idiot’s got a thing for you.Heh.
If you decide to shoot him,
let me… alright?I don’t like him at all…”
Outside, it still came out as nothing but:
“Mur-mur-mur…”
And then suddenly, on the main screen—
where just a second ago there had been scientific bullshit,
graphs, formulas, and suspicious device schematics—
a FACE appeared.
Blindy flinched.
Gray. Tired. Painfully familiar.
Like Nobuhiro Kanzaki had come back to life—
but aged ten years in seconds.
A man very similar to him.
Hair gone gray,
eyes sharp,
looking at the room as if it were garbage, not people.
“Gll’Raa-Tüün! What is going on over there?!” he barked.
“The system’s screaming that we’ve got rats…
and someone’s digging through our data.”
Gll’Raa-Tüün jerked,
snapped toward the screen,
and shrieked like he’d been caught in the act.
“Mister Renzo Kanzaki!
W-what a pleasure that you’re… uh… on the line!A Reaper zero model has arrived!
And… and some humans!”
Blindy muttered under his breath.
“Renzo Kanzaki…
How many of these Kanzakis are there—like—seriously—
brother, cousin, backup brother?..
What, we gotta wipe out the whole damn family to finish this mission?!”
He exhaled, shook his head.
“Fabio… man… you’re—
you’re a great man, I mean that— but damn…
you really—you really messed us up with this one…”
At that moment, Shiori finished entering commands into the console
and, for the first time, lifted her gaze to the screen.
“Otōsama…”
Renzo Kanzaki flinched
like he’d been hit with electricity.
“Musume-chan?!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?!
Damn you, Kairelin!
First you take my brothers…
AND NOW—UCHI NO MUSUME?!“
Static rippled across the image with his rage,
the screen trembling as if the station itself had flinched.
But his final words came through clearly—sharp as a whip:
“GLL’RAA-TÜÜN!
DEPLOY SHIRŌ-KAGE!
NOW!”
The wide-eyed scientist lunged for his console.
Long, fragile fingers flew across the controls:
CTRL + ALT + !ESCAPE SHIFT + SPACE + ENTERAn absurd sequence—
the kind that in movies triggers the apocalypse,
a system reset,
and probably someone’s toaster… all at once.
A deep, vibrating hum rolled through the station—
like something ancient
had awakened in its depths
and was drawing breath before a roar.
Airi’s voice burst into their comms, excited:
“Shiori-sensei! Data copy complete.
Hayaku… jibun no oshiri wo mamotte kudasai~ [❤ω❤]”
Shiori slammed ENTER,
pulled out the crystalline drive,
still glowing faintly with residual process light,
and stepped quickly toward Blindy.
“We’re done. We leave.”
Blindy stood frozen,
eyes like two pale moons,
understanding absolutely none of what just happened.
Zeros stood beside him,
wearing his usual expression:
“I don’t give a fuck.”
Shiori looked at both of them
and gave a short, sharp command—
military, final:
“We’re leaving. NOW.”