Sector 3 Side Quests

Augh... This is really bad. Where in the world did she go?

Is something wrong?

Yes, actually. Have you happened to see an elderly lady around here? She'd be all alone and looking lost...

I'm not sure. Nobody caught my attention, anyway?

Oh, this is awful. I came here with my next-door neighbor, Moira, but...

She disappeared somewhere while I was haggling.

She's... older, so sometimes she gets... confused. And has difficulty remembering where she lives.

Oh, that's not good. So you think she's gotten lost?

I don't want to miss her if she happens to come back this way, so I can't move from the spot.

We can take a look around for you! Could you tell us what she was wearing?

That would be amazing. Here, I have a photo of her. Take a look at this.

Oh, yeah. This should be enough to go by. We'll bring her to you as soon as we find her, so try to relax!

Thank you so much for your help. My name is Edgar. Granny Moira will... probably remember me.

There might be someone at The Glitch who's seen her, so make sure to check there.

Hi. We're looking for this woman... Her name is Moira.

Huh? Granny Moira?

Hmm... I haven't seen her today.

Hm... Okay.

Uh, excuse me, but have you seen this elderly lady around here?

Sorry, but I'm no use to you.

I've been out of town for a while and only just got back.

Oh well, okay. Thank you.

Verna, let's go back to the square and keep looking there.

Hey, guys!

Chloe!

What are you doing here?

We're looking for someone, but... it's not going well.

This is her picture. Have you seen her?

Hm? Huh?

I just gave her directions to get to the outer elevator. She said she had to find something...

Oh no... Does that mean she's left New Nirvan?

Her neighbor said she has memory trouble... Sometimes she has a hard time finding her way back home.

No wonder... She kept calling me Hanna.

I told her over and over that my name is Chloe, but...

Let's head toward the elevator. We might be able to intercept her.

I hope she's still somewhere nearby.

This is... the shawl that she was wearing.

Let's head towards the barrier.

Hey, it's been a while.

Access to this elevator is... Huh? Oh, it's you guys.

What is it this time?

Did this elderly woman pass through here?

Oh, yeah. You just missed her.

I tried to stop her, but she insisted she had to get outside the barrier.

I warned her it was dangerous... but she just kept repeating there was something she had to find.

So you let her go?! What kind of guard are you?! If you knew it was dangerous, you had a duty...

I warned her. And I'm warning you guys now...

We understand, but we need to find Mrs. Moira.

Well, if you're that hungry for death, suit yourselves.

Just know that security's gotten a lot tighter since last time you came through.

Yeah. Thanks for the concern, hmph.

Hey, look over there!

Out of my way, you scoundrels!

That's definitely Mrs. Moira. Let's hurry and rescue her!

Ma'am!

Huh? Who are you?

Are you alright? Thank goodness.

Edgar is looking for you, ma'am. He's very worried.

Come back home with us.

Who's Edgar? I don't know anybody by that name.

If we stay here, we'll just attract more robots.

I'll carry Mrs. Moira on my back if I have to.

Huh? Hanna? Why'd you follow me here?

This place is dangerous. You and your friends should leave.

Huh? Y-yeah. But Granny, you should come home with us.

Actually, Hanna... I lost that necklace you gave me around here.

You know, the one with the locket pendant.

It's precious to me... so I need to find it...

Chloe, how about go on ahead and take Mrs. Moira home?

I think she'll feel more at ease with you by her side.

Okay, then you guys can look for the necklace. There's a chance the robots here took it...

Granny, let's go back together. My friends promised that they would find your necklace.

Really? Hanna's friends? Oh my, I'm so grateful. Alright, let's head back.

I think Mrs. Moira came from that way, but... let's take a look down this way first.

They didn't have it. Let's look for some others.

Oh! Found it! A necklace with a locket pendant. This must be it.

Huh? Who are you?

This is...

Oh my stars! This is the necklace Hanna gave me! Where ever did you find this?

If you open this, there's her portrait, too.

Yes, we're friends of Hanna.

We heard that you lost your necklace, so we found it for you.

Oh, I don't know how to ever repay you. Thank you so much. Really, thank you.

See, Granny. I told you my friends would find it.

Huh? Oh... yes. That's right. Wait, now that I think about it, I was in the middle of grocery shopping with Edgar...

Yes, that's right. We'll take you to Edgar, Mrs. Moira. Let's go together.

Goodness! I'm so glad you're okay.

I remember now. I was getting groceries with you...

But what happened...? It's all foggy after that.

Don't worry about it. Let's head home.

Just a moment. I'll take her home and meet you back here.

Okay. Oh, and see you later, Mrs. Moira.

Honey. Are you going to play outside for longer?

Huh? Ah, yeah! I am.

Okay. Take care not to get hurt. Alright?

I'll be careful, Granny. You don't need to worry.

It seems like she still thinks you're Hanna.

Yeah... maybe.

Thank you for waiting.

Thank you. I was able to get Granny Moira home safely thanks to everyone's help.

Glad to hear it. But... Mrs. Moira really doesn't seem like she can go anywhere alone anymore.

Could her granddaughter Hanna help look after her?

Well, about that...

What about that...?

Hanna was Granny Moira's only living relative, but she died of Void corruption.

She's never quite recovered from the shock.

I had a feeling it was something like that.

Honestly, all the survivors here have similar stories. I lost my parents the same way.

Granny Moira has become like family to me... I should take better care of her.

You know, it sort of seemed like Mrs. Moira has been mistaking Chloe for her granddaughter for a while now.

What if you helped Mrs. Moira together?

I'd be grateful for the help.

But, I think Granny Moira realizes that... Chloe isn't really Hanna.

Yeah. It felt that way.

But... she still responded to you like you were her real granddaughter. She must have wanted to express her gratitude somehow.

Alright. I'll be sure to check in on Granny regularly so that she doesn't get lonely.

Would that be okay?

Haha. That's really sweet of you.

Come by anytime. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you.

That's... That's all I need. And I can save everybody!

Excuse me... but, what do need? And who are you saving?

People. I-I just need my research material... and I can save all of my colleagues.

Come to think of it... you guys saved us from the lab, right?

I know it's a huge ask, but do you think you could retrieve my research material from the core lab for me?

From the core lab? It'd be really dangerous for us to go back there...

Please, I'm begging you. I'm actually a fugitive now, so it would be even more dangerous for me to go than you!

I need the research material I left behind during the escape. It's the only cure...

The only cure for what?

For Void corruption!

Among the researchers... there are people who were exposed to Void substances for extended periods while researching animals corrupted by the Void.

Given enough exposure... they become corrupted by the Void as well. I can't just watch my colleagues die.

And you know a way to cure that? Well, in that case, you definitely need your materials! We'll go for you.

R-really? Thank you. Go into the research wing and... just grab anything with my name on it!

Wait, I haven't even told you my name! It's Olivia!

Okay, Olivia. We'll try our best to find it, so sit tight!

Verna, it's Ortus!

I think the place Olivia wants us to go is that way.

I don't see Olivia's name here...

It's not on this, either... Oh, let's check the data archive!

There's nothing here, either. Maybe she dropped along the escape route?

Cloud, over there!

Oh! Found it! It says "Olivia" on it.

Hey, you two! Wait.

Did I hear you say you're doing something for Olivia?

Yes, but... who are you?

Oh, sorry. I'm Vanessa. I worked with Olivia in the core lab.

Did Olivia, by any chance, ask you to get something for her?

Why? Is that a problem?

Well, uh... It's that thing. Can you get rid of it?

Huh? What do you...?

By the looks on your faces... Olivia must've told you that her research was really important.

Did she say it was something to save people corrupted by the Void?

Yeah, that's right. It's why we risked our necks to come here...

The truth is... Olivia isn't in her right mind right now. She's. Um. Mentally corrupted. By the Void.

As a doctor, it was agonizing for her to watch people lose their lives to the Void with no way to help.

Olivia poured herself into her research. She said she'd developed a new medicine a few days before you guys showed up.

She was excited to show me what she'd been working on.

But if I'm not mistaken, the drug she synthesized contained Void substances.

What?! How could she make something so dangerous?

You understand. But once Olivia became certain that she'd found a cure, no one stood a chance of convincing her otherwise.

I tried to talk to her, but it just turned into an argument. I'd have better luck talking to a wall.

...I see. We're still going to check back in with Olivia, though.

If what you say is true, we'll take responsibility for destroying this research material.

...Okay. Go ahead.

Olivia is probably at The Glitch. She's been drowning her sorrows in booze ever since she got to New Nirvan.

Thanks for that. Let's go, Cloud!

We're back, Olivia.

Did you get it? Where's my research material?

Uh... So, we actually couldn't find it.

Security's really tight, and uh, Ortus might've already moved it... or disposed of it...

B-but you still could've brought something. Anything. Do you know how important my work is?!

This can't be happening. Why? Why?!

Easy, Olivia. It's just the research material you've lost, not your mind! You figured it out once, right?

Just the research material?! Do you even know what corruption is?!

Do you know how many people die while I reconstruct my drug molecules, if I even can without sterile laboratory conditions?!

I need my research material! Now!!!

She left...

...I'm getting the feeling that Vanessa was right about her.

Yeah, I wouldn't call that a normal reaction.

I think it'll be best for everyone if we dispose of this research material.

Done. The material's totally shredded.

Olivia seemed a little unstable, just like you said.

We disposed of the material like we promised, but... will Olivia be okay?

...She won't be. But then again, it's been a long time since any of us have been okay.

Please understand, we've done our best for her.

This is better than her worsening her colleague's corruption with her own efforts.

Being corrupted by the Void... is really scary.

Indeed. But, after surviving the collapse of Nirvan, sometimes it feels surreal simply being here, in this dimension, alive.

We researchers have understood the risks of Void exposure from day one. We've accepted it.

Therefore, we have no regrets. If we have time any time remaining at all, we'll make the most of it.

...I can understand why Olivia was so upset.

If you all share the same mindset... that probably just made her even more desperate to save you.

Aw, shucks, you're getting me all misty eyed. Anyway, thank you for hearing me out.

All that's left is... comforting Olivia, perhaps?

It's a good thing that Olivia has a friend like you, Vanessa.

I hope your words get through to her.

One day, I'll compose a song that everyone will like!

Da-tta-ah...♬ Ttara♪ ttara-ah...♩ Hmm...

Is that... a song? It sounds nice.

Oh, was that out loud? Hehe. Hello! My dream is to become a singer-songwriter. Because listening to music makes people happy, right?

I want to share the joy in my heart with everyone, but my dad says my dream is pointless...

Huh? Why would your dad say that?

Well, because we're refugees right now...

He said that... we need to prioritize work that supports our lives here.

Hm... That's a tough topic.

But if people enjoy the songs I write, my dad might change his mind.

So, I was hoping... Could you ask people what they think of my songs?

Wouldn't it be better for you to ask them yourself?

I'm worried they won't give me their honest judgment if it's me asking.

I need objective feedback if I'm going to convince my dad.

You do have a point.

Take this sound cell. I filled it with the songs I've written and the feelings I want to share.

Please find out how everyone feels about my music!

You can leave it to us. Just wait here!

But, who should we play this for?

Huh? Mr. Calus? Hello.

Huh? Oh, you're Chloe's friends, right?

You're not loitering around and getting into trouble, right?

What? Of course we're not. Don't worry.

Alright. What's going on, then?

Ah, well, do you happen to like music?

Hahaha! Do I like music?! You'd be hard-pressed to find anyone in New Nirvan who doesn't like music.

We're all busy just trying to survive, but in our hearts, we love the arts.

Oh, that's perfect!

We have a few songs that we'd like your opinion on. What kind of music do you like?

Hm... Wonder if I'll ever make it back to my hometown...

Me? Well, I... I like powerful and exciting music the most. It's good to listen to while working.

Oh, this should be a perfect match then!

Hm... It's an excellent song, however, I enjoy music that's a bit faster and more exciting than this...

Listening to this puts my mind at ease. But it's really just a bit faster than my heart rate. It's not really my thing.

Yeah, this is it! I feel like I could reach out and touch the engine making these clangs and crashes!

This track has a burning hot rock-and-roll spirit. Who recorded this? I'd listen to more of their music in a heartbeat.

This is just a demo. They haven't released an album yet.

Hm... That's a shame. It's been a while since I've heard some good music.

We'll be sure to let the artist know you really liked it.

You do that. I have no idea who they are, but they've got something special here.

Alright. We're one for one. Let's look for someone else!

Huh? What are you guys doing here?

That thing you're holding... Isn't that a sound cell?

Hey, Bianca. That's right, it's a sound cell. You know what it is?

Of course. They weren't allowed inside the labs, though.

My only pleasure in life was listening to music and unwinding with a glass of wine after work.

Well, you won't have heard these songs before. They're demo tracks from an up-and-coming singer-songwriter. But if there's a specific genre you like, we can play that for you.

Oh? Sounds like fun. You know... I haven't really had the time to listen to music since we left Nirvan.

I'm glad you're interested. What can we play for you?

I haven't lost hope. I am pretty tired, though...

It might not seem like it... but I like lyrical music. You know, the kind that feels like a gentle breeze across a lake. Stuff that sets your heart at ease.

Alright then, how about this?

This is... too subdued and simple for my taste. For some reason, it reminds me of the loneliness I felt on the Ark.

Right, this is it. The lyrics tell a story, and it has a beautiful melody.

I can feel the songwriter's longing for their family. It warms my heart but also makes it ache...

Longing for family...

This is by a new artist? They're a genius.

I'd love to hear more of their songs. Who wrote this?

We can't reveal that information, but their album will probably be out pretty soon.

Please let them know that I'm their number one fan.

Ahaha... Yes, we'll make sure to relay the message.

Hm. This is definitely nice to listen to, but the sadness is too deep. It's bringing me down.

Everyone's a fan so far. Should we go to The Glitch next?

What brings you in today? I assume you're here because you're craving one of my exclusive drink specials. In that case, I have a new one: the **Cool Mint and Rare Botanicals Popping Candy Smoothie...**

No thanks!

We were wondering if you might consider playing a song by an up-and-coming singer-songwriter for your customers?

Huh? An up-and-comer? **Search History: None.**

I only play music by Mild Fever, a singer-songwriter who was on the rise back in Nirvan. The songs aren't very famous, but they're all masterpieces.

Aren't you worried your customers will get tired of the same songs all the time?

Maybe The Glitch needs new music, not new drinks?

Alright then, what kind of music do you have in your sound cell? Who wrote the songs?

They're not famous yet, but...

See. Playing lousy music by an unknown like that is **insulting.**

This is New Nirvan's one and only oasis. I have an obligation to provide **true rest** to my paying customers!

I need music with a soft melody that'll evoke memories of your hometown. It needs to feel like you're lying on the beach, and your whole body is being wrapped in seaweed that's being washed ashore by calm waves, but not in a gross way. Understand?

...How is that restful? Anyway, why don't you just give it a listen?

The genre is Code Gray. It's a song titled The Galaxy in a Broken Bottle

Hm... Let's see...

**Unbelievable.**

Th-this is like... Mild Fever... No, it's even better. This is a new artist?

Yes. This is just a demo track ahead of the full album.

We'll be sure to share your thoughts with the artist.

Alright. Please let them know that I'd like to hear their album once it's out.

Everybody gave it a great reception! Let's head back to Noah.

Oh, you're already back? Uh... and the music...?

It went great. Everybody was shocked by how much they liked it.

They were all excited to hear more of your songs.

Wow, that's such a relief!

Yep, so I think you can be a bit more confident now.

Yeah... but my dad...

Could... could you do me one more favor?

Huh? What's that?

I'd like to know... what my dad thinks of my music.

Hm... Right, because the person you want to believe in you the most is actually your dad.

He mentioned that he was repairing a transport vehicle near the control center by himself today... and it's almost time for him to return.

...If my dad likes my music as much everyone else does... do you think he'll let me pursue it?

Yeah. Don't worry. I'm sure he'll like it.

We'll go talk to your dad.

Really? Thank you. Please, I'm counting on you.

Hi. Sorry to bother you, but could we impose for just a second?

What is it? I'm just finishing up my work here.

Ah, yeah, do you like music, by any chance?

Music?

Yeah. Maybe listening to music energizes you, or... something like that?

Yes, I guess so. I do... quite enjoy music.

That's perfect. Will you listen to this song and give us your thoughts on it?

My thoughts? Who exactly wrote this song?

They're still an unknown songwriter, but...

Good grief. Who can think of a think like songwriting in a place like this?

We're busy just trying to get by.

Still, everybody we talked to today praised this artist's music.

Alright. Well, I guess I can give it a listen.

Hm...

This is...

Did you two... meet Noah?

Huh, how did you know?

It's impossible for me not to know. This is one of the melodies Noah used to hum all night. But, why do you two have this?

Oh, so... we just... wanted to tell you that many people enjoyed Noah's music.

Wilson even said it was better than the songs by Mild Fever, his favorite musician.

...I suppose so. That kid was born with a gift, so it's only natural for him to be better... than me.

What? What do you mean?! Better than... you? Are you... Mild Fever?

The moment I boarded the Ark, I knew music was completely meaningless.

My meager fame couldn't... cure my wife Rie's illness.

I watched the Void consume my wife with every passing moment... and the only thing I could do was sing to help her fall asleep.

Is that why... you don't support Noah's dream?

This dimension isn't ours, and it's long since we've abandoned the dream of returning to home.

I want my son to pursue a more practical dream.. so that he can survive here.

But don't you think your music mattered to your wife?

What?

Because you sang to her, until her very final moments.

Maybe Noah wants to become someone who can gift that kind of happiness to people?

Someone who gifts happiness...?

And the person Noah probably wants to gift happiness to first is you, his dad.

...Well how about that. You win. Guess I'd better start cheering Noah on and supporting his dream. Better late than never.

Good. I'm sure Noah will be thrilled.

Noah! You don't need to worry anymore. Your dad's come around, and he supports you chasing your dream.

What? Really? No way...

He recognized your song as soon as he heard it.

He remembered the melody you always hummed.

He was so opposed to it, but...

I think... letting go of your mom left a mark on your dad that never quite went away.

That's why he's been so focused on your survival, even under these poor conditions.

I had a feeling.

But... the harder the times, the more important it is to provide comfort.

My mom only found sleep when Dad sang to her. His voice quieted the pain.

Uh... Just how old are you?

I think I can understand why people feel comforted by your music.

Alright then, all that's left is to share my music with everyone!

Thank you for your help!

Yeah, you've got this! We'll be cheering you on.

What should I get for you today? The usual?

There's really no other way for me to express this. I'm in a **tricky** situation.

What is it, Wilson?

Well, it's really nothing. Although, depending on the circumstances, it might be something, but it might also be nothing. That's what is it.

I see... Well, I'm going head out...

Wait. 38 days, 4 hours, and 17 minutes ago, I found an Ortus deserter at the entrance of the undersea tunnel. A fellow named Goebel.

The community watch arrested him and used a memory projection device on him. Fortunately, he wasn't a dangerous person.

14 hours later, he was registered as a resident of New Nirvan, like you two.

I didn't expect that to be the start of my trouble.

Is Ortus looking for the deserter?

No, no. But he would pester me with questions about The Glitch's sales figures, or spend the entire day scribbling away in that corner over there. Every! Single! Day!

But lately, I haven't seen him. He's been **away for 12 days and 3 hours.**

Instead, I've heard rumors that he's been looking all around New Nirvan for something. And his most recent destination was... the residential area.

Why is that a problem?

That's what makes this tricky. Even though he's a deserter, he's still from Ortus.

I'm sure he's hatching a dangerous scheme. What do you think? This isn't **speculation** but **reasonable suspicion.**

So you want us to look into what he's doing?

That's it! Finally, my intentions have been clearly conveyed.

Hm... Okay. We'll see what we can find out. And um! Maybe keep your explanation shorter next time.

Huh? Cloud. That must be him!

Just wait. Once I get that stuff... I'll soon be rich!

Hey, excuse me! What are you doing here?

Your military uniform is making people nervous, you know?

N-no. I'm a resident of New Nirvan, like you...

Th-the uniform is just comfortable, and... I'm just constructing a business plan.

What? A business plan?

Yeah! You see, I joined Ortus because I heard that you could make a lot of money, but...

The pay was lousy, and there was tons of overtime. I had no choice but to cut my losses and bail.

But this time, I have a brilliant business idea! I just need to get my hands on the stuff, and I can put life on the streets behind me!

What stuff?

Oh, it's... military supplies. I need the sleeping bags and MREs issued to Ortus.

Huh? What do you mean? How would you...?

That's a trade secret! But if everything goes according to plan, I'm certain it'll be a lucrative venture.

But I'm dead meat if I get caught, so it can't be me.

Could you possibly retrieve the goods for me? Look here, it should all be stored in this spot I've marked on the map.

So... It's too dangerous for you to go, so you're asking us to do it?

I mean, yes, but please! You've gotta help me. I'm so confident this'll work that I'll give you a cut of my profits... once I've made them.

Hazard pay, too.

Of course! Whatever you want! Please, I'm counting on you!

Hm... I really don't like this...

Let's grab the sleeping bag first.

Good, this is it. Next is over there!

As expected, it wasn't easy. Be careful!

Done. Let's go deliver these so we can be done with this.

Huh? Are you back already?

Oh! Yes. These are exactly what I wanted. You're amazing!

Now, tell us. What are you going to do with this stuff?

The thing is... I'm not the only Ortus deserter.

Look around carefully, and you'll spot a lot of people with nowhere to go.

I'm going to lend them sleeping bags and charge money. It'll be like a lodging fee.

*Sigh...* What...?

And if they pay a little more on top of that, I can provide them food, too.

These MREs taste pretty good, and they come in a bunch of different varieties.

People would... buy that stuff?

Of course. Ortus might be a terrible employer, but the kit's the one bright spot.

I even considered sticking it out just for my sleeping bag and to keep eating these MREs!

If I set daily rent at around three times the price of a bag and mark up the MREs times five... I knew it! Getting rich is a piece of cake!

You won't get a single customer with those prices!

Hahaha. I can see why you might think that. Entrepreneurship isn't for everyone!

...I'm beginning to see what Wilson was going on about.

I just need a few days. Please drop by for a visit.

I'll be sure to pay you interest on your investment! I won't let you down!

Yeah, yeah. I hope you get rich.

Gosh. I've never seen such a foolish business plan.

If I could just confirm my hypothesis somehow...

That thing! That's a monsterling, isn't it?

Oh, yes. That's right. How did you...?

In that case, you two must be monster collectors.

Oh, sorry if I scared you. My name is Jeannie. I'm a biotechnologist.

I used to be in charge of researching Belana's ecosystem back at KrypTiiK.

We know about KrypTiiK's experiments on monsters. They had them locked in tiny cages...

Yes... that's right. I left KrypTiiK because I didn't want to take part in such unethical research.

Please. My primary academic interest is in the origination of new monsters.

New monsters?!

Yes, I have a hypothesis I would like to confirm. Although, it'll be quite difficult with the equipment I have on hand...

But first, I need to figure out a way into KrypTiiK's research wing.

Why do you need to go back to a place you already left?

There's something I really need there. A sludge monsterling.

...Sludge?

It's a monster I created around an artificial core.

It's an early-stage prototype, but it's the most suitable candidate for fusion reactions due to cellular softening.

Artificial core... fusion reactions... I'm lost.

...Anyway, you said you were researching the creation of new monsters?

Yes! So I was hoping... Could you retrieve my sludge monsterling for me? It looks like this.

Alright. I'd be happy to help with something like that. Let's go, Verna!

*Sigh...* Typical...

Thank you. I'll prepare the rest of the experiment while I wait. I appreciate it!

Alrigt, let's head further into the research wing.

Cloud! It's this guy!

$CAT_NAME$, it's up to you!

Alright! We've got the monsterling!

You're back. Do you have the monsterling?

Wow! Thank you, seriously.

Now, I just need to synthesize a solution to combine it with this slimelet monsterling I've prepared.

If I take samples from both sides and wait around a week...

The fusion reaction may combine the two monsters!

Combine them? If that's the case... Hold on! Could I borrow your slimelet monsterling for a second?

Huh? What are you going to do? I only have the one!

It's okay, just trust me. It'll only take a second!

Nya?! Nyan!

$CAT_NAME$! Can you combine these two monsterlings, please?

Nyan... Meow!

Alright! Ta-da!

What about my sludge? And where did the slimelet monsterling go?

Is this...?! Is this the result of my sludge and slimelet combining?

Yup. That's exactly right.

It really worked. To think, sludge can be combined with monsters from Belana...

See. I told you to trust me.

By the way, I've never seen another cat with abilities like this one's before...

Haha. Yeah. When it comes to things related to monsters, it can do pretty much anything.

If it can combine monsters with artificial cores and pass down the traits to the resulting offspring...

I can prove my hypothesis now!

But this little guy... I don't think it's a new species.

Oh, that's okay. The fact that an artificial core combined with a monster's core is a big win in itself.

I see. Well, that's a relief.

If I study this guy, I should be able to observe how inherited traits affect new monsters.

You've been a huge help. Thank you so much!

No problem! When it comes to anything monsters, I'm your guy!

Refine the thermal energy source detection device. Review sensor errors. Cool, heat. Cool, heat.

Possesses a thermogenic weapon. Female, human. Possesses a cryogenic projectile weapon. Male, human.

Experiment on hold pending cooperation.

Cloud. I think he's talking about us.

Sender: M.A.D. Message: Standing by for temperature-sensitive detonator experiment.

Cooperation required. Cooperation required.

M.A.D.? I can't really understand what you're saying, but you need help, right?

Low-temperature reactivity test. High-temperature reactivity test. Conduct sequentially.

Request: required element attack input. Cool, heat, cool, heat.

What in the world is M.A.D. trying to test?

I'm not sure. But it seem like it'll be fun! B0-0M, count us in!

Two participants. Physical response test. Normal.

Attack until energy requirements are met! Attack, attack!

Phew, that was a workout.

Analyzing experiment results.

Cryogenic energy attack complete. Recovery rate: 97.4%

Test complete. Positive results.

Oh, that's good!

Critical point breakthrough attempt. Results report.

Energy requirements not met. Mismatch with expected results.

Huh? What?

Cryogenic sensor response experiment complete. Test complete.

Hm. So, was it a success or a failure...?

I'm not sure. Anyway, I think it's my turn next.

Ack!

It worked! It's a success!

I'm sorry, M.A.D. I didn't mean to...

Huh? About what?

I didn't mean to destroy it. I just did what I usually do, but it...

Oh, it's okay. All that was according to calculations. That was a good explosion!

What? Does that mean you structured the experiment knowing it would explode? That's dangerous!

Amazing! Now that's what I call an explosion!

With these results... I've got something to look forward to.

Huh? What are you talking about?

I have a great idea!

I need to run an experiment with kinetic energy response sensors, so help me with that, too.

No. We decline to participate in anything dangerous.

Ready, go!

M.A.D.! You can't just throw us into a fight...

It... e-exploded!

It worked! I've finally found the critical point!

It's a success!

My goodness... There's just no stopping you.

Where's M.A.D.? We clearly declined.

And the explosion was really dangerous this time! You should've warned us sooner!

M.A.D. location information. New Nirvan.

Large-scale gas explosion experiment success.

100% target achievement rate.

Hey! Don't startle me like that!

M.A.D. message delivery request. Voice information conversion. Output.

Thank you. I'll be counting on you next time as well!

Message delivery complete.

C'mon, Verna. The experiment was a success! And M.A.D.'s grateful for us!

Hmm... Alright. I guess I did have some fun.

Thank you, thank you.

Yeah, you've been through a lot, too. But still, I have a message for M.A.D.

Next time, we won't be tricked!

I need to see him... So I can ask him.

Hey, kid. Why are you out here all alone? Are you waiting for someone?

Oh. Today's the anniversary of my mom's death.

So I'm just looking at the ocean and thinking about her.

Oh... I see.

Still, it's dangerous out here alone. Want to come back to New Nirvan with us?

It's okay. I can get back on my own.

But I came out here planning to tidy up my mom's grave... So maybe you could help me?

Sure. Just say the word and count us in.

I need a log, a chunk of scrap metal, and um... a high-efficiency combustion device.

Seriously? You need all that to tidy up a grave?

Yes, seriously.

Cloud. Let's help him. Is that all you need?

Yes. That's all. For the log, the longer and sturdier, the better.

And one of the robots around here's probably got a combustion device.

So you're saying... we need to destroy robots. Got it. Okay! We'll help you.

Really? Thank you so much. You'll probably find a good chunk of scrap metal if you go over that way.

If you get the stuff I need, I can do the rest myself.

Alright, we'll be back soon.

Verna, look over there.

Alright. This is enough.

Cloud. Uh... I feel like someone is watching us.

Nah, it's probably just a weird shadow.

Hey, what are you doing?!

You bastards! What are you doing with this stuff?

Are you trying to build a bomb?!

N-no! I think there's been a misunderstanding.

Yeah. Some kid asked us for help...

He asked us to get some things to tidy up his mom's grave.

Alright then, hand them over! Let me take a look at what you've got.

Okay. Take a look.

Alright then, hand them over! Let me take a look at what you've got.

Give them back! You can't just take them like that!

No, I can see that these aren't for a bomb, but I can't return them to you!

Why not?

You must've met a kid standing on the beach.

His name is Exley. And these items have nothing to do with tidying up a grave.

But then, why did he ask us to get these things for him?

He's trying to get to the inner sector to see his dad. I'm sure.

He's probably planning to build raft with these things. I taught him how to make one in case he ever needed to escape in an emergency. I can't believe he's using it for this nonsense.

Hm... I would've never thought that was his plan.

The kid's father is a Void researcher. He became obsessed with the hopeless dream of restoring Nirvan... and abandoned his family.

But he's still that kid's dad... so I guess it's only natural he wants to find him.

So that's the story...

Today is the anniversary of his mom's death. I've gone to visit her grave with him every year... so he's probably waiting for me.

I assume he planned to build a raft on his own and head to the inner sector afterwards.

*Sigh...* I can't believe he asked strangers for help with something like this.

Would it be alright if we joined you? Maybe we can help comfort Exley.

Sure, thank you. Let's go together.

Exley! You rascal!

G-gramps?! H-how've you been?

You little...! Were you going to sail to the inner sector alone on a makeshift raft? If I've told you once, I've told you a million times, it's dangerous!

Forget about your dad! And let go of your resentment, too!

Yeah. We've been shipwrecked before... Heading out to sea alone is reckless.

But I need to see him! I need to ask him why... why he abandoned us.

What could've been more important than us...? It was so hard for mom...

Exley... Sometimes, even if you're family, there are things you can't understand.

Asking him might hurt you even more.

...From now on, you're living with me.

I don't know if your father will ever come to his senses and return home, but...

Until then, we've got each other.

Yeah. Exley, how about you stay with your Grandpa?

...I'd like that, but... will my dad... come to find me?

Well, once you get a bit older... one day, you might be able to go see him yourself, even if he doesn't come to see you.

That's right. I'm so glad that you've got your grandfather to look out for you.

Okay... Thank you. Sorry for putting you through all that trouble.

It's okay. You don't need to worry about us.

You're very nice kids. Thank you.

Help me! Please!

Arrest everyone who's stealing monsters!

Who the heck are you? You're dead!

Wait, that's an intruder? Arrest them too!

Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?

Thank you for saving me. That was really close.

But... what's going on? You're also a member of Ortus.

It's because I stole some monsters...

And this is a place that experiments on monsters, so... just what are you planning to do with the stolen monsters?!

No! I'm not like those people! I've changed.

Those people... they ruthlessly "dispose" of any monsters that have outlived their usefulness.

But the monsters haven't done anything wrong... I feel so bad for them.

Do you mean that you're rescuing the monsters?

That's right. My friend Teresa and I were planning on hiding the monsters on the outskirts of the barrier. I even procured a container for us to keep them in.

But, I guess our plan failed.

Wait! If they came looking for me, that means Teresa is in danger too...

Please, help me! We need to save Teresa before it's too late!

I don't know if we can trust you. Is this all a trap?

No. We were really trying to save the monsters...

Verna. Let's save first, think later.

I'm telling the truth. Please, believe me.

...If I find out you're lying, you'd better watch out. Now, lead the way.

Ack! There are Hak-yus everywhere. Teresa! Where are you?

She should've been waiting for me here... I'm sure there will be signs of Teresa around here.

Look here! Someone moved cargo in a hurry. She must have gone that way. Let's go!

This... This must be a message from Teresa!

This is a code we made up when we were kids.

You guys must be very close friends.

Yes... Teresa was the whole reason I joined Ortus. She said I should.

I believed completely in Ortus's original mission: ensuring the safety of KrypTiiK until Code could restore Nirvan.

But as time went on, I couldn't shake the feeling that our mission was changing... We were becoming more focused on gathering data about this world, wreaking havoc... and controlling people.

Right. That's why we have no choice but to be suspicious about you.

It's hard to believe that anyone from Ortus would want to do anything good.

Yes... I understand. I guess it's only natural you'd feel that way.

This means "Area G-7." I think Teresa probably headed towards the production wing.

Let's hurry. We need to save your friend and the monsters.

We're here! Hurry and look for the container.

There aren't any monsters here.

There are no monsters here either.

This is the last place. Please...

Huh? The monsters are... machines?

It's okay, guys. Don't worry. It's okay now...

Grace!

Teresa! Oh, you're okay! I'm so relieved!

I'm glad you're okay.

But... are these monsters all machines?

Yes, that's right. They were created using artificial cores containing genetic information of the monsters native to Belana.

But they're meant to be used as weapons and then discarded... And no being should be treated as disposable.

That's really awful.

We managed to rescue them, but... what do we do with them now? We're not out of this yet.

Grace! Don't lose hope. We can still find a solution.

Hm... How about we do this?

We know a place where you can all stay. We'll help.

Really? If you could do that for us, we would be so grateful.

Verna. Are you thinking...?

However, it won't be free.

The person I'm about to introduce to you will likely ask both of you for inside information about Ortus.

We will tell them everything we know if it means we can stay with these guys.

Alright. We'll be back.

That'll take too much time.

If you use this older model communicator, you can avoid being monitored by headquarters. Please give this to your contact.

We'll try to get there on our own.

That's a good idea. Verna, let's go. We need to hurry.

Uh... Wilson. Do you happen to need more information about Ortus?

Ortus? I already possess enough knowledge about that group. Out of everyone in New Nirvan, I'm probably...

C'mon. It's fresh new information from people in Ortus, hot out of the oven.

My most recent update was seven days, eight hours, and fourteen minutes ago.

The probability that this information is **free** converges to 0%. What are your conditions?

All you need to do is make room for the people with that information to live here. Oh, and please register one shipment container as well.

Oh? That's quite simple. But just know... the background check process for members of KrypTiiK, and especially of Ortus, is very strict.

Here. I think you should confirm those details yourself.

This is an extremely outdated model of communicator. Compared to the latest sound cells, it's practically unintelligible. I'm surprised Ortus is still using this **scrap.**

However, I cannot deny the thrill of subterfuge. 642 days and sixteen hours ago a deserter was also...

Yes, thank you, Wilson. We knew we could leave this one to you!

Verna, isn't Wilson incredible? He just keeps talking and he never runs out of things to say.

He sure does. Just like someone else I know.

There's no time...

Ugh...

What happened? It looks like you're hurt pretty bad.

I was trying to get a Hak-yu part and...

By Hak-yu... Do you mean the robots that are around here?

If you're only looking for a part, isn't it available in New Nirvan? I feel like they'd sell it there.

It's... expensive. I don't have a way to make money, so...

Which part do you need?

A-are you going to help me?

Yes. So tell us what you need.

A cylinder. The fluid inside the cylinder, to be exact.

I need to hurry and get it to my little sister... Rion. There isn't much time!

We'll get it for you! Wait just a moment.

Thank you! Thank you!

Ugh, it smells nasty... Do you think this is enough?

Let's collect extra, just to be safe.

Verna, it's so heavy...

Hm, okay. We can go now.

Rion... Please, wait just a little longer.

Is this enough?

S-so many...?!

Thank you. This'll last us for months!

I don't know how to repay you... I don't have any money...

It's fine. We wouldn't be able to stand just leaving someone to suffer, so we wanted to help.

More importantly, I thought you were in a hurry. Shouldn't you get going?

Oh, yes!

We'll go with you. Since we helped, we should at least say hi.

Rion!

Big sis!

That resonance... stuff. It's like motor oil. Is it okay for her to just drink it like that?

It's okay... More than half of Rion's organs are mechanical.

Mechanical...?

Before we came here from Nirvan, Rion survived corruption.

It wasn't deadly, but most of her organs were damaged during treatment.

So they were replaced with machinery?

Yes, and since we didn't have any money or time, we had to go with black market parts and a black market surgeon. And we barely managed that.

If she'd just gotten the transplant done properly, she wouldn't even need resonance fluid!

...Sorry. I don't mean to get loud, I just don't have anyone to vent to.

How long are you planning on staying in New Nirvan?

We're not sure. We have someone to find.

I see... If you need help with anything, please just ask.

Even if it's illegal or involves risking life or limb...

No, no. We weren't expecting anything in return.

It can be anything. Please, give me a chance to repay this favor.

Sorry, but we'd better get going now.

I need to make money before the resonance fluid you brought me runs out.

What should I do...

Do you have a moment?

I have a favor to ask.

A favor? What is it?

Lately, my head's been hurting. I haven't told my sister because I don't want her to worry, but...

It also seems like I've become more forgetful. I've even forgotten things my sister told me, which has caused some trouble.

Shouldn't you tell your sister? I think it would hurt her more if you hid this from her.

I know, but I don't want to add to her worries.

She's already struggling just to keep me alive.

Alright. I understand that. So? What can we do for you?

Can you tell Dr. Brahms about my condition? I want to know what's wrong with me.

Oh, also! Please keep this a secret. I can't have my sister finding out.

Hello, Dr. Brahms.

Hm? You don't really look particularly ill... What brings you here?

We're here as a favor for a patient of yours. She wanted us to discuss something with you.

...Go on.

Hm...

She wanted us to keep her identity a secret, so I'm worried I've said too much.

Tch, that's no secret... You're here because Rion sent you.

You think I wouldn't know my own patient?

Terrible headaches... Indeed, it's about time that happened. It was strange that it wasn't a problem until now.

Do you know what the issue is?

What would you expect when a human is regularly drinking machine oil?

Do you mean her headaches are because of the resonance fluid? If that's the side effect, then why...

Well, it was never my preferred line of treatment.

When performing a Void Implant procedure, you have to take even the immune response into account.

But unlicensed surgeons don't care about that. They only care about keeping you alive in the short term.

So Rion takes the resonance fluid to suppress her body's immune response. Understand?

But naturally, resonance fluid is harmful to the body. It's especially devastating to the brain.

Right now, it's just headaches... But if allowed to progress, she will die.

Then, what does Rion need to do?

The easiest solution is to replace her brain with a mechanical transplant as well, but...

Rion is still young. You can't digitize a child's brain.

I'll need to implant a resonance-blocking device in her brainstem to minimize the resonance fluid's effects on her brain. That's the best we can do.

Should we bring Rion? So she can have the surgery right away?

We need to prepare the blocking device first. I can do the surgery, but I'm not an engineer.

Check with M.A.D. Just tell her to make you a resonance-blocking device. She should know what you're talking about.

Should we check in with Rion before going?

Let's get everything prepared first. The doctor said she'd die if nothing's done.

Hm... I just need propulsion devices, and it'll be complete.

Urgh! I can't stand this! Should I just go myself? No... If I get caught this time...

M.A.D.!

Wha? Huh, when did you get here?

Do you need one of my masterpieces? Just lead the way, I have a loads of things to detonate!

Don't get your hopes up, we're not here to detonate anything.

Bummer. Okay then, why are you here?

We need a resonance-blocking device.

Huh? A resonance-blocking device?

Uh, I don't know what that is. Go away. Why are you asking me for something that doesn't even explode?

Why are you lying to us after all we've been through together?

Ugh... but it's seriously no fun.

Earlier, when we came in, didn't you say you needed propulsion devices?

...You heard that?

We'll get them for you.

Oh?

How's that sound?

Alright, I'll take it.

The propulsion devices used by Crushers are the best. Strip some off of them, and make sure you get plenty.

In the meantime, I'll get to work on a fresh resonance-blocking device.

Too weak... The explosive power is way too weak!

Oh, wow! You've got a great eye for quality, these are perfect!

And what about your end of the deal?

You're talking about the resonance-blocking device, right?

Here you go.

Just so you know, I used a lot of precious materials for this to make it body-safe.

We appreciate it. Thank you.

Oh, you'd better be thankful. I had a really tough time stopping myself from installing a explosion sequence.

Also, try to get that installed ASAP. There'll be fewer side effects that way.

Side effects? What kind of side effects?

Huh? Dr. Brahms didn't tell you anything?

Um... Just go ask him. It's not really my area of expertise.

Hurry, go! I've got fun to have!

What do you mean, Doctor? She'll lose her memories?

What's going on?

Ah, you're back. And the resonance-blocking device?

This is quite nicely build. M.A.D. put some real effort into this.

This is all my fault.

Rion wouldn't have gotten sick if I'd just been a bit more capable, and...

Nonsense. If it wasn't for you, that girl would already be dead.

But if she loses her memories, it'll be no different than being dead.

This is all because I'm not good enough...

Hm. With Erna in this state... I think you'll have to go and bring Rion here.

She'll lose her memories? What do you mean? Is that what M.A.D. meant by side effects?

It is a surgery that involves the brain, after all.

She won't be losing all of her memories, but... to Erna, this is a tragedy.

This isn't the kind of discussion I enjoy having with my patients' families, of course.

But let's leave it at that for now. Please bring Rion here, quickly. It's ultimately her decision whether or not she'll undergo the procedure.

You're back. Did you speak to Dr. Brahms?

Yeah. And we tried to keep it a secret, but... he already knew it was about you.

I think your sister knows too. She went to see Dr. Brahms.

Oh... I see. I've caused my sister to worry again.

We learned what's causing your headaches, too.

Is that the... only way?

What about Erna? Did she agree to it? To me having the surgery?

Not yet...

...

Rion?

...Will you tell Dr. Brahms that I'll be there soon?

I have something to take care of.

Okay.

I really should repay you with something...

No. It's okay.

Thank you for you help.

Why is it just you two? Where's Rion?

She had something to take care of. She wanted us to tell you that she'll be coming soon.

...Okay, I assume she needs time to ready herself.

The poor darling, this must be so hard...

It's my fault...

If I'd just gotten her the proper surgery...

Are you okay?

If I'd just had a little more money...

Hey!

Huh, what?!

How does spiraling about the past help your sister?

It... You're right. I can't be like this.

I'd better go get Rion. She's probably nervous.

Should we go with her? I'm worried.

What are you doing? Hurry up!

Oh, I'm coming!

Rion! Are you in here?

Rion... is gone... Where... where did she...?

Are you okay...? Forget I asked. You're obviously not okay.

Rion must not be home. We should've paid more attention when she told us to go on ahead.

We'll look for her. She can't have gotten far.

Please, I'm begging you. If anything happens to Rion... I can't...!

First, please go tell Dr. Brahms that we need to find Rion.

N-no, I'm going with you!

Trust us with finding Rion. We'll let you know the moment we find her.

Okay...

Are you sure we can do this alone? I think we need to find her fast.

Let's go to Isabella. I bet she'll have an idea.

Oh, so you didn't really have a plan either.

This is my plan.

Hm? What's got you two in such a rush?

We're looking for a little girl.

A girl? And...?

I was hoping you would know what to do, Isabella. I don't think she would've left New Nirvan...

And...? *Sigh.* Do I look like a private detective to you?

It'll take too long for us to search all of New Nirvan. Is there any other way?

Physical description.

What?

If you want me to find her, you need to tell me what she looks like. Oh, and I also need to know when she went missing.

She's a young girl... short brown hair... around this tall... and she disappeared in the residential area around thirty minutes ago.

That's not enough information. Anything else?

She has a breathing support device! You know, the kind that makes a hissing sound each time you breathe.

Okay, I guess that's enough. Now, be quiet and wait. I need to focus.

Come take a look. I think I found her.

Female. The height is about right, too... She has short brown hair and a breathing support device. She's the only match.

Her name is Rion. Ten years...

That's her! How'd you find her?

What? I thought you came to me because you knew about this.

We just came hoping you could help us somehow.

...I've installed surveillance bots everywhere. We get a lot of incidents, after all.

Where is she right now?

Head to the scrapyard. You know, behind the control center.

Sort your recycling correctly. I'm watching.

Excuse me, but did a little girl come by here?

Yes. She just left.

She discarded a valuable item in Collection Bin No. 2.

A valuable item?

A compressed block of organic plant fibers! They're rare!

A journal? This is valuable?

Organic plant... What was it? Anyway, I guess that's paper.

If you don't have any trees to make paper, I guess you could consider it valuable...

Ah, ah... Can you hear me?

I think you guys should get moving.

I just confirmed your girl leaving through the Scrap Metal Barrier.

This journal... It's filled with writing to the very last page. Rion's entries begin with the dimensional migration... right after settling into New Nirvan.

She wrote about receiving her transplants, too...

Did a young girl just pass by here?

Yes, yes. I saw her clearly with my state-of-the-art visual sensors!

Where did she go?

She went that way. I think she was heading to the Grave.

The Grave...?

Our memorial to the lives lost during the dimensional migration.

We left all our keepsakes in a pile there!

Although it may just look like a mountain of miscellaneous things now, officially it's...

Got it. Thank you!

Hey, are you leaving already?!

She's over there!

Rion!

Huh...? Did you come here looking for me?

You shouldn't have just disappeared like that. Your sister is worried about you.

...I don't know what to do.

What's the point of living... without any memories?

I would be a different person...

But if you don't get the surgery...

I don't want to die like this either.

But, I hate that I'll forget about my sister equally as much.

This, it's yours, right?

Yes...

You wrote a lot about you and your sister.

I also read... the story of your parents passing away before you left Nirvan.

Sorry for snooping without permission.

That journal, it's my treasure.

My mom started writing in it when I was young, and she gave it to me before she passed away.

She told me to write in it... and that I wouldn't ever need to worry it might get deleted like a data chip.

She said it would be my friend and never leave me.

That's very special. Why would you...?

After I have the surgery and lose my memories... my sister will be alone.

If my sister reads my journal... It would only make her sadder that I'm gone.

But, you can keep writing.

Huh...?

This journal holds your memories.

You won't be losing them. You'll just be storing them here for safe keeping.

Storing them for safe keeping...

You're right. My memories are here...

Mom... Dad... I'll be back after my surgery.

And afterwards, I promise to remember our family again.

I'll write everything down in my journal.

How much my family loved me... and why I must remember that...

Rion!

E-Erna! *Sob...*

I'm sorry, Rion. I'm sorry for everything...

No, no. You have nothing to be sorry about. I was... I was just scared...

Your memories... I'll help you remember them again. I'll keep reminding you, even if it takes hundreds or thousands of times.

...Hold onto my journal for me.

Your... journal...? W-wasn't this mom's?

I kept writing in it. What I went through, stories about you and me, and stories about mom and dad... I wrote it all down.

I couldn't show it to you because I thought you might think it was... me saying goodbye.

Oh... This is... perfect!

Huh...?

Dr. Brahms told me to bring anything that might have memories attached.

He said it would help preserve your memories.

I didn't think we had anything like that, but...

D-does that mean...?

Let's take this. This journal... Mom will protect your memories.

Thank you so much. For looking into our surgical options... finding my sister... and just everything.

I hope Rion doesn't lose her memories, and you have long and healthy lives together.

She will. I'll be right beside her, protecting her.

I hope the day will come when I can repay this kindness!

If Rion becomes healthy, that'll be good enough.

Thank you... Really, thank you so much!

You have travel registrations, right?

Yes, that's right.

In that case, you can now use New Nirvan's Request Systemas well!

Request System...?

You're outsiders here, aren't you?

Honestly, everybody who arrives in New Nirvan has similar stories.

Anyway, my point is, this place is just like any other major settlement.

I'm getting deja vu...

The Glitch is New Nirvan's one and only bar, but...

It also serves as the Errand Center!

We handle various types of requests for people.

I mean, you have to make a living, don't you?

Th-that is true. I wasn't even thinking about that...

This is the first time Rue has approved people for the Request System so quickly.

...Really? Why?

No special reason. You just ought to be earning your keep.

...Well, in that case, I still feel like we're being singled out.

Well then. You defeated the Scrap Horde, right? And that was with Chloe, who was dead meat and dead weight.

That's more than enough to deserve special treatment. Truly excellent. Superb. In fact, you don't even have to use formal language with me. Well then, bye.

What are you talking about? What do you mean by "formal language"?!

She left...

Haha... Don't mind her. She's always so busy...

Oh, do you happen to have proof of defeating the Scrap Horde?

We don't have anything like that.

Rue told me to collect data that'll prove your skills, and it is standard procedure...

It can really be anything, so can you bring me proof of defeating the Scrap Horde?

Do we really need to do this?

Nope, you do not! Except, I received strict orders from Rue to not to sell to you until you've completed a new request, even if you're starving to death.

...Let's go, Cloud.

Is this enough?

This is more than enough!

Okay then, you're going to feed us, right?

Of course. I handle distribution myself. My prices will be reasonable... but I refuse to operate at a loss.

Are you sure we can trust you?

And what other choice do you have?

Uh... I don't know what to say.

Don't worry. My business strategies aren't aimed at maximizing profits. Unlike Wilson.

Well, when you put it that way...

Thank you, Rue. Whatever the case, you're helping arrange things to help us live here.

We've also adopted an interface similar to the Request system used by the Monster Tamers organization you are affiliated with.

Huh? How do you know about stuff like that?

KrypTiiK has analyzed a great deal about this world, including Monster Tamers.

Hometown-style service... Just one of the ways you're receiving special treatment.

I feel like you're buttering us up for something. What's your angle?

It's no secret that Chloe, our dead girl walking, is a wildcard who could do anything at any moment, so she requires supervision.

If you accompany Chloe, we should be able to anticipate her radius of activity.

...So you're worried about Chloe?

Updating data. Has an overactive imagination.

You're just shy, aren't you, Rue?

...Please, get out my sight. Now.

Hehe. We'll see you back at The Glitch again soon!