"Then, from now on, we will begin the D-Mail (tentative) experiment."
"The 'tentative' in parentheses should also be omitted."
"Code name: 'Operation Goddess of the Past'!"
"That's also not needed."
Okabe Rintaro's phone was once again placed next to the microwave, and the four of them gathered around the Phone Microwave.
"But the conditions for D-Mail generation are still unclear, and we don't know the relationship between it and the discharge phenomenon," Hashida Itaru said casually while setting parameters.
Although they said they were experimenting, they were ultimately clueless about the principle itself.
The previous two successes were merely coincidences.
"Hmph hmph, that's what we're going to explore next," Okabe Rintaro snorted twice, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as he said, "I, Hououin Kyouma, have a hypothesis."
"We overlooked the simplest and most decisive condition."
He suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and pointed his finger at the clock on the wall.
"That is, the time of occurrence!"
"The first D-Mail was sent between 12 and 13 o'clock, and the second was successfully sent around 18 o'clock."
"In other words, by experimenting near these two time slots, it might be possible to reproduce it."
"That's too simple, isn't it, Tonz?" Hashida Itaru couldn't help but retort.
"But it's worth a try," Okabe Rintaro said, then ordered again:
"Mayuri! Get some bananas!"
"Ugh, Mayushii's bananas are running low," Mayuri sighed, looking at the few bananas left in her hand, though she hadn't eaten much.
Seeing her like this, Makise Kurisu couldn't help but turn to look at Okabe Rintaro:
"Is it necessary to put even the bananas in?"
"Put even the bananas in…" Hashida Itaru repeated in a strange tone without hesitation.
"Tonz, hold back for now. This is to confirm whether the jelly-man phenomenon will occur," Okabe Rintaro was already used to it. He commanded with his arms crossed: "Alright, Assistant, hurry, put the banana in."
"Put the banana in…" Hashida Itaru repeated again.
Makise Kurisu finally couldn't take it anymore: "Enough is enough, you pervert!"
After scolding him, she turned around, took the banana from Mayuri's hand, and apologized:
"I'm sorry, I'll buy you new bananas later."
"Really?" Mayuri showed a joyful expression: "Okabe and Tonzuko-kun never buy me any."
[Did you hear that? She's talking about you, Okabe Rintaro. All you do is mooch off your childhood friend. Aren't you ashamed?]
[Tonz, Tonz allowed Okabe to commit such evil deeds, so he's just as bad!]
[So, Brooch is still not satisfied with this name and deliberately added the word 'tentative'.]
[Super amateur scientist Okabe Rintaro. The principle doesn't matter; just grasp the pattern of the phenomenon.]
[What else? Do you really expect Mr. Hououin to research some principle for you?]
To prevent previous accidents, this time the microwave was placed under the table.
Makise Kurisu bent down, extended her head, and put in the banana.
However, when she looked up, she accidentally bumped her head again.
"Ow, ow, ow…" She cried out in pain, clutching her head.
Okabe Rintaro, who was watching from the side, not only did not offer comfort but instead mocked her:
"Don't play the clumsy girl."
"I'm not!" Makise Kurisu returned to Mayuri's front, her face full of resentment.
Then, Mayuri smiled and gently placed her hand on her head:
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, fly away~"
"Thank you, Mayuri," she said.
"Hey, you over there, don't create a yuri atmosphere," Okabe Rintaro, from the side, unceremoniously broke the beautiful mood, his expression grim as he said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and prepare to send the D-Mail!"
"Yes, yes."
"Is 120 seconds okay for the time setting?" Hashida Itaru asked to confirm.
"Mm," Okabe Rintaro nodded slightly, then said in a deep voice:
"Operation Goddess of the Past, commence!"
With a soft click, the Phone Microwave lit up, and the turntable slowly began to rotate backward.
The time ticked down to 111 seconds remaining.
Okabe Rintaro suddenly stretched out his hand.
"Now!"
He once again opened the microwave mid-cycle, just like Mayuri had before.
Makise Kurisu gently pressed the send button.
Immediately after, the microwave once again emitted a violent electric current.
"Hahahahahahaha—" Amidst the flashing electricity, Okabe Rintaro suddenly spread his arms, letting out an unrestrained maniacal laugh: "It's here! It's here!"
Soon, a few seconds later, the discharge phenomenon ceased, and Okabe Rintaro's raised white coat fell back down.
"Where's the banana?" he said, turning around with the others.
They saw that in the original spot where the banana was, the restored banana was calmly placed on the table, adhering to the other bananas in a gel-like state.
"It turned into a gel banana," Mayuri exclaimed.
"Hmph hahahaha—" Okabe Rintaro's hand was in his white coat pocket, and he burst into laughter again: "It's finally elucidated! Just as I thought, the condition for D-Mail generation is time!"
Seeing this, Makise Kurisu, for once, didn't mock him but instead showed a surprised look and uttered words of praise:
"That's amazing, Okabe. I didn't even notice it because it was too simple."
Okabe Rintaro was clearly very pleased with this praise. He twisted and changed his posture, a look of joy on his face: "Are you very frustrated? But I will still highly evaluate your praising me."
"Hoo-ha-hoo-ha-hoo-ha-hoo-ha."
[Ouch, ouch, ouch, fly away~]
[Assistant and Mayuri have such a good vibe, don't they?]
[Though Mr. Hououin doesn't quite approve of that.]
[I feel like if it weren't for Mayuri, Assistant definitely wouldn't have joined this shabby Laboratory.]
[I thought we were just replicating the previous D-Mail situation, but are we even replicating opening the microwave mid-cycle?]
[He really isn't afraid of being struck by the electric discharge.]
[With such a big commotion, can Brown downstairs really not feel it?]
[Brooch is really getting carried away.]
"By the way, has the D-Mail been delivered?" Makise Kurisu casually interrupted his strange laugh and asked.
Soon, they found the corresponding record in the email.
"Yes, it was successful. The time was five days ago."
However, somewhat unexpectedly, Hashida Itaru turned his head in confusion: "Ms. Makise, did you send two messages?"
"No, I only sent one," she shook her head.
So, Okabe Rintaro gently opened the email details.
'Okabe was an'
'airhead'
"It was split into two messages…"
"By the way, what does this sentence mean?" Okabe Rintaro turned his head and asked.
"Hm?" Makise Kurisu blinked, then turned her head: "Look it up yourself."