"I'm waiting for someone!" Okabe Rintaro responded rather unceremoniously.
"Ugh…" But his attitude made Xiao Tao, the little animal behind Mr. Braun, cling tightly to her father.
Mr. Braun sternly rebuked, "Hey! I told you not to scare Xiao Tao!"
"Tsk, I didn't do anything." Okabe Rintaro felt he was greatly wronged.
But Mr. Braun couldn't be bothered with him. Mr. Braun gently turned his head, looked at his daughter behind him, and said softly,
"Alright, Xiao Tao, don't mind this guy. Let's go."
Just as the little animal was about to follow Mr. Braun into the shop.
"Good morning~" A soft voice came from the side, and a smile also appeared on the little animal's face:
"Sister Mayuri—"
She shouted as she pounced on the newcomer.
"tuturu~"
"tuturu~"
The little animal and Mayuri shouted together.
Soon, Mayuri put her down, then bent down and took out a candy:
"This is for you."
"Ah, thank you~" The little animal happily accepted the gift.
Seeing this, Okabe Rintaro couldn't help but smile.
"Here, Okabe has one too." Mayuri took out another candy.
"Hm hm." She smiled, waiting for Okabe Rintaro to take it.
"…" Okabe Rintaro was a little surprised, but still reached out and took the candy.
"Screech—" Suddenly, a sharp braking sound rang out. Miss Suzuha, riding a bicycle not far away, drifted and slammed on the brakes, stopping steadily:
"Morn—"
"Miss Suzuha, good morning." Mayuri returned the greeting.
"Part-time Warrior Sister~" The little animal also followed suit.
After stabilizing her bicycle, Suzuha quickly walked up to Okabe Rintaro and asked in a low voice,
"So, what happened after that?"
"What happened?"
"About the Time Machine. Did you ask John Titor?" she pressed in a low voice.
"Ah… but I'm not sure if what that guy said is really true." Okabe Rintaro tilted his head and said casually.
But at this, Suzuha's expression changed.
"Eh—" She drew out her tone, then pressed her hands on Okabe Rintaro's shoulders: "What's wrong????"
"?" Okabe Rintaro didn't understand: "Why are you so serious?"
"Ah." Suzuha's expression froze slightly.
"Could it be that you're actually a Titor fanatic?" Okabe Rintaro's lips curved into an arc.
"…No way." Amane Suzuha couldn't help but turn her head away.
[Alright, the conclusion is confirmed, right? Suzuha is Titor]
[You quickly ask the person involved what they think, and you almost forgot that you're not Titor now, trying to defend yourself]
[You said Titor was wrong, so I have to ask what's wrong, how is it wrong, it's been said this way for so many years, why would it be wrong (it's not)]
[There's so much evidence, why hasn't Brooch recognized her yet?]
[Don't use the God's eye view. There are only two flaws in front of him right now, one is his attitude towards Assistant, using that 'still' when talking about Assistant, and the other is the current affirmation of the correctness of Titor's words. From Brooch's perspective, it's indeed difficult to connect her with Titor]
[tuturu~]
[For some reason, Mayuri's greeting feels a bit magical]
[I declare, Okabe Rintaro = Brooch, Makise Kurisu = Assistant, Hashida Itaru = Tonz, Shiina Mayuri = tuturu, Amane Suzuha = Part-time Warrior. From now on, the simplified formula is established, please no longer use the original formula]
[? Do you need to announce this?]
[I don't want to. Calling Suzuha by 'Suzuha' feels more like a girlfriend. I just want to use Suzuha]
[You'll see if anyone listens to you, announcing it and all]
[So, do we really have to let Moeka send the text message? Not this kind of thing!]
[IBN5100, danger!]
"Ah, Miss Kurisu, tuturu~" Suddenly, Mayuri greeted again.
Makise Kurisu slowly walked over, raised her hand, and responded, "Good morning."
"…" Amane Suzuha's expression turned cold.
The atmosphere couldn't help but become a little stagnant.
Just as Mayuri was looking back and forth between the two, not quite understanding why this was happening.
"Click—"
The sound of a shutter being pressed came.
Kiryu Moeka raised her phone from the side, aimed the lens at the group, and took a photo.
"…"
Laboratory.
Okabe Rintaro and Kiryu Moeka stood to the side, Hashida Itaru was still sitting in front of his computer, while Shiina Mayuri and Makise Kurisu sat on the sofa.
Turning his chair, looking at the two girls sitting together, Hashida Itaru drew out his tone:
"Oh oh, are sparks flying again?"
"What, really…" Ignoring Hashida Itaru, Makise Kurisu muttered discontentedly.
"…" Mayuri, beside her, just lowered her head and whispered, "Fighting makes people sad."
Mayuri's expression was very sad, and Makise Kurisu quickly stopped complaining and quickly comforted her:
"Ah, don't worry, it's fine."
[Why doesn't Assistant greet with tuturu!]
[The assimilation is still not enough. Everyone will tuturu after spending a few more days with Mayuri]
[Although the words say Assistant hasn't done anything yet, Suzuha's attitude hasn't changed at all]
[Hostility maxed out!]
[You're all looking at Assistant and tuturu, but I noticed Brooch and Moeka standing together, which means… do we really have to send her a text message?]
[Wuwuwu, IBN5100-chan, I'll miss you]
"Thank you." Kiryu Moeka said softly.
Okabe Rintaro said very seriously,
"Private text messages are prohibited. The content should be simple and easy to confirm whether the past has changed."
Kiryu Moeka typed out the text message rapidly.
Okabe Rintaro opened his phone and read out the text message she sent.
"Four days ago, I changed my phone. I want to tell myself 'it's better not to change my phone'."
"I see. If the past is changed, Miss Kiryu's phone will change." Makise Kurisu, who had walked closer, smiled:
"It's clear at a glance."
Taking a deep breath, Okabe Rintaro declared,
"Then, let the experiment begin!"
As his voice fell, the wind whistled, and Kiryu Moeka rapidly typed text on her phone.
Makise Kurisu squatted down, setting up the Phone Microwave, while Hashida Itaru tapped on the keyboard, debugging the program.
Mayuri strained forward and gently closed the window.
"Alright! phone microwave (provisional) activated!" The moment Okabe Rintaro gave the order to activate, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Hm?"