Before Zenkichi could even bother to reply back, Akane's voice chimed into the silence.
"Alrightyyy, guys, glad to see everyone's here with no more bone breaking-!"
Her voice cheerily chirped from Kuon's desktop. "But you know, unlike you irresponsible people, I have made some progress. Good and bad."
"Let's wrap this out nicely, shall we?"
As it turns out all of that was for naught.
The instance was initiated, sure. The jail containment architecture had nearly manifested in time to test Kuon's code; however, as it turned out, since they weren't in their real world, all technological parameters were rejected by the cognition here. Naturally, he had offered to be a jail owner because that was a totally reasonable idea to bring up- now he has no idea why Akane had rejected his proposal; but all in all, there was no point in coming here.
His LED ring blinked- engaged in a conversation with her.
Akane: What are you planning to do with her now?
Wolf: Talk to her.
Akane: Would you be okay?
Wolf: I will be fine. This is not a burden you should be carrying anyway.
Akane: Ugh. Fine. As long as you know what you are doing.
Zenkichi sighed as he tuned his sensors to calm down, despite the repeated alerts coming from Kuon's presence. Or even coming from the Maruki who was happily perched on a chair close to the main panel- not at all bothered by the literal mind-numbing treatments happening around him (and because of him) while he read a book.
The doctor glanced to the side when the shadow weapon walked up to Kuon's desk.
no subject
As it turns out all of that was for naught.
The instance was initiated, sure. The jail containment architecture had nearly manifested in time to test Kuon's code; however, as it turned out, since they weren't in their real world, all technological parameters were rejected by the cognition here.
Naturally, he had offered to be a jail owner because that was a totally reasonable idea to bring up- now he has no idea why Akane had rejected his proposal; but all in all, there was no point in coming here.
His LED ring blinked- engaged in a conversation with her.
Zenkichi sighed as he tuned his sensors to calm down, despite the repeated alerts coming from Kuon's presence. Or even coming from the Maruki who was happily perched on a chair close to the main panel- not at all bothered by the literal mind-numbing treatments happening around him (and because of him) while he read a book.
The doctor glanced to the side when the shadow weapon walked up to Kuon's desk.
"We need to talk, Ichinose."