Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 317



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The Regressor’s Notepad 317

Usurpation (3)

We clung to the car window and looked at the main gate of the detention center. There was a man in the direction that Sierin pointed.

A man with dark gray hair and sunglasses.

He is Sheilok’s closest confidant, living in the heart of Libra──

“… …Bellingham Canta.”

Akane said, a sly smile appearing on her lips.

“He was too perfect, though.”

“Do you know each other well?”

Solliet asked. Akane crossed her arms.

“That guy, me, and that girl Teia were tied together and called the Golden Trio or something. You probably know Teia well.”

I looked back at Sierin.

“Ms. Sierin. What exactly is strange?”

“… … The wavelength itself is very heterogeneous.”

Sierin continued with a serious expression.

“You and Soliet, even though you have two overlapping wavelengths, you are still definitely human wavelengths. But.”

Sierin looked straight at Bellingham. He had entered the detention center, but Sierin’s eyes still seemed to follow the waves.

“… … That person is very heterogeneous. If the human soul is a curve, then that person feels like a straight line?”

Then Soliet replied with a grin.

“But Mr. Bellingham has a family. How can an android have a family?”

“… … .”

Honestly, I was also suspicious. Even leaving aside the existence of the family, creating a homunculus meant creating a ‘soul’.

Because it is in fact the realm of God who created humans.

I asked Akane.

“What do you think, Akane-san?”

“I find it hard to believe. Those who can’t even make dolls properly can create a soul that is much more difficult?”

“… … But still, it’s definitely not human.”

It was Sierin’s words. She muttered, furrowing her brow.

“Of all the waves I’ve felt in my life, that person is the only one like that. Even monsters don’t do that.”

Thanks to that, I learned about the existence of homunculi.

But even though we knew about its existence, our doubts only grew.

“… … Zion. What should we do? Should we attack?”

Soliet gave a somewhat radical answer. I laughed and pushed her forehead with my finger.

“What kind of attack is this? Are you going to do an autopsy or something?”

“hmm…….”

“Let’s go the other way. I know someone who might know about Bellingham.”

“Oh, who is it?”

“… … .”

I ignored Soliet. I looked at Akane without saying anything. Akane nodded. Soliet wrinkled her nose.

“Why are you two the only ones exchanging glances?”

There’s nothing I can do. I can’t say it in front of Sierin.

“First of all, Ms. Sierin. Thank you for your hard work.”

“Uh. Oh, but. Aren’t you a Libra person? Is it okay for you to do something like this? Isn’t that person none of your business?”

I was a little stung, but I had prepared an excuse a long time ago.

I still don’t want to confess who I am to Sierin.

“I have to dig deeper because I am a Libra person. They could be a threat to Libra.”

“… … Really? Then, whatever.”

Sierin held out her hand.

“Give me what you promised.”

I handed her a coupon. It was for two [Castology passes].

A color spread across her face as she quickly grabbed it.

“Can I go today?!”

“No. You have to make an appointment.”

“Okki!”

“Instead, you have to come out again next time I ask you to do it.”

“… … Then, can I use both of these?”

“You said one was for showing off.”

Sierin narrowed her eyes.

“I’ll ask you to do it next time too.”

“… … I see.”

“Okay. Deal!”

Sierin smiled and held out her hand to me.

… … .

A deserted empty lot. After dropping off Sierin, the three of us are having a long conversation in the car.

“… … Perhaps Dr. Vito knows.”

“Ah. You mean that artificial intelligence doctor?”

Soliet nodded. Akane clicked her tongue.

“But would that guy talk that easily? He’s a very timid guy, and I don’t even know where he’s hiding right now.”

Vito’s sense of danger is excellent. Even Growl can’t find his location.

“I’m scared, so I’ll tell you. If you use this.”

I took out my diary.

It was a diary written in Killian’s handwriting.

“Vito still doesn’t know that Killian has betrayed him.”

“… … So. You’re giving that diary directly to Vito?”

“No. Then I will definitely suspect it. Instead, I will hide it. At Killian’s house.”

Suspicious people should always find out for themselves. They will never believe evidence delivered by the hands and mouths of others.

but.

“People who are suspicious, on the other hand, trust themselves too much.”

He intends to believe in the information he discovers even if it means dying.

I’ll dig into that point.

… … .

Killian’s house was still in the same place. He was dead, but the lights of the luxury villa were still twinkling at night.

At the same time, the surveillance system Vito installed in Killian’s house will remain in place.

─I’m done!

The cat Growl laughed, his tail sticking up.

I ‘cleverly’ planted the diary in Kallian’s house using Growl. If I planted it openly, it would be suspicious.

The general content is ‘Vito is a truly amazing person, I always respect and admire him, I am suspicious of Jedrick, I am worried about Vito, so I am organizing related information’, etc… … I wrote sentences that could drive a wedge between Vito and Jedrick, and anecdotes that only Vito and Killian would know.

[Chaser Zion warned me. Be careful, something might happen in Ortu. He is the only Chaser I trust, but I can’t let Dr. Vito down… … .]

In this way, Killian’s faith in Sion Ascal─’me’ was also low.

If Vito finds this diary, he should contact me first.

“Okay, let’s go. Just check the net.”

─Yes!

I became a ‘thief’ who turned the face of the person over.

A thief who broke into Killian’s house. A thief with the ability to break into a luxury villa.

I climbed up the window and infiltrated Killian’s house.

Now, as you search through the house, you will find Growl’s hidden diary and he will say this.

─What is this…? … A diary?

After throwing the diary on the floor in a state of discontent, he takes all the remaining valuables in the house and leaves.

That’s it.

Then Vito will take care of retrieving the diary.

* * *

Meanwhile, Jahanna had completed the construction of a research facility, a massive facility to develop Yuhains’ ‘mana accelerator’. It had cost an astronomical amount of money, and there would be much more to come.

“How about this much?”

Jahanna asked as she walked down the empty hallway.

Yuhans, next to her, answered.

“It’s okay. Except there are no people.”

Of course, in addition to these facilities, a large number of personnel are also needed. The ‘Mana Accelerator’ itself is a new technology that combines science and mana, and not much has been discovered yet.

“I am also looking for experts with the best treatment in the industry. But… … .”

Jahanna chewed her teeth hard.

“Everyone is freaking out because of that son of a bitch, Jedrick.”

Jedrick would probably argue that it was just the researchers’ own opinion, but the backlash from Libra AI was quite severe.

No matter how much money is given, they refuse, saying they do not want to do inhumane research.

“I wish I could just die in prison.”

Jahanna opened the door to her private office, chewing on the gossip. She sat down in the chair by the wide-open window and let out a faint sigh.

“The ‘Mana Accelerator’. What a great idea.”

A surgery that accelerates mana and kills cancer cells… … No, it’s not a surgery or a procedure. Since it doesn’t put any burden on the body, the word ‘healing’ truly fits.

“Most cancers can be easily cured.”

However, the problem is that Danjeon cancer is not a ‘normal cancer’. Even in the medical world, it is said that it should be classified as a curse rather than a disease.

“How many years does the professor expect for the future?”

“… … Estimating through time is meaningless. Just put in the effort-”

“It’s not meaningless.”

Jahanna’s tone became calm.

“Rather, it is the most important.”

She glared at Yuhanes.

“… … He is still dying.”

Yuhains lowered his head at the trembling voice.

“Time flies by day by day. I feel so sad. It hurts like I’m going to be torn apart, like I’m going to die.”

When I think about how living another 10 years would be a miracle, and how at most 5 years would be the best I can do, I start to hate time itself.

“I understand.”

Yuhanes answered.

Jahanna nodded calmly.

“… … I’m sorry. It’s because I’m greedy.”

This professor also lost someone he loved.

Jahanna now seemed to understand how cruel it was to ask, “You lost, but please don’t let me lose.”

“But… … isn’t it really strange?”

Jahanna still has trouble sleeping. She wonders what he’s doing, worries about his health, and eventually starts dreaming about him.

“Even if I had a nightmare one night.”

First, Zion Ascal, who left this world before me.

I found myself standing in front of that guy’s grave, dumbfounded.

“When I wake up, good thoughts suddenly come to me.”

The professor’s treatment progresses quickly, and he imagines that the guy will be cured, that he will be able to throw off the shackles of being Libra, and that they will be able to lead a normal life together.

“Is this bipolar disorder?”

An extremely strange state in which the most ordinary imagination feels extremely happy.

“It’s completely normal.”

Yuhanes said that it was normal.

Jahanna smiled bitterly.

“Just go back now.”

“yes.”

Yuhans turned around. Watching his back as he left the office, Jahanna took out a photo.

It was a photo of Zion Ascal. There were quite a few. I asked the paparazzi to take several photos.

However, there were no pictures of this guy and himself together. This was because Libra’s direct descendants were not allowed to be ‘subjects’.

“… … This is fucking bullshit.”

The family rules that I took for granted when I was young have never felt so X-like as they do these days.

No, it was getting more and more like X day by day.

“… … .”

Jahanna smiled as she looked at Zion Askar in the photo. She stroked him with her finger. The expression on his face that looked stupid for no reason was cute.

Thud.

On top of that, a small drop of water flowed down.

* * *

Libra, Office of the Director of the Intelligence Service.

Gedler called Zion Ascal.

He personally summoned the real power behind the current intelligence agency, the right-hand man of Belmore, who is like the eye of the storm.

It was a bit burdensome to call Belmore directly.

Of course, this was something that required mental preparation, and it actually was.

“Is this your first time alone, Chaser Zion?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Zion sat down in the chair in the director’s office. His gestures were full of confidence.

Does the fact that you responded to my call mean that you anticipated what I would say to some extent?

Gedler asked slyly.

“I heard you’re dealing with Teia Isil these days.”

“……yes.”

Teia Isil. Currently, Jedrick’s greatest enemy, a giant that even the Information Agency has difficulty dealing with.

Yet Zion remains calm.

“You seem very confident, even though you’re against someone else.”

Gedler sat down in front of him. He made him some coffee and served it to him.

“I am only carrying out orders.”

command.

Zion Ascal follows Belmore’s orders. He has never failed.

However, Gedler is still suspicious.

Among Belmore and Zion Ascal, the main body is—

At that moment, Zion Ascal sipped his coffee. He also ate the peanuts placed in front of him.

“… … .”

Gedler was confident in his simple actions.

This guy is a puppet.

He is just a puppet that moves according to Belmore’s orders.

Peanuts and coffee could have been poisoned too.

But this guy acts as if he doesn’t even have such doubts, no, as if there’s no need to even think about it…

He’s a one-dimensional guy who’s not even worth being wary of.

“I heard that Team Leader Bell has been going to clubs a lot these days.”

Gedler brought up everyday topics.

“Yes. He said that was the only way to relieve stress.”

Gedler was fooled by those appearances of the bastard. At the time, he thought he was just a bum.

If only I had known his greed, his endless ambition, his desire to come to me just a little earlier.

If that were the case, it wouldn’t have turned out like this.

“I’ll get straight to the point.”

“… … .”

Gedler looked closely at Zion.

“What does Belmore want?”

Still, Gedler is unwilling to give up his position as director. He intends to embrace it if possible.

“Why are you doing that to me-”

“Stop talking nonsense. You’re one of Belmore’s henchmen.”

“… … .”

“It means don’t pretend not to know and tell me directly.”

Zion stood tall.

“hmm…….”

He seemed to be pondering, touching his chin, but soon smiled leisurely.

“There is only one thing that Team Leader Bell wants.”

His number two is about to open his mouth.

Gedler pricked up his ears.

and.

“Director.”

Zion nodded to the director’s seat.

“Team Leader Belmore won’t be satisfied with anything less than that. That’s why… … .”

Again, he looked into Gedler’s eyes and continued speaking.

“I will get it no matter what.”

Gedler felt his insides twisting.