Chaos;Child ~Children's Collapse~ 10

Chaos;Child 10

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Chapter 10: Ask Yourself 2

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No, you wouldn’t possibly…!

[sfx]: Crash!

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No…!

What do you think you’ve—
Be quiet. Are you trying to wake her?

I’ve got a message for whoever made this.
[sfx]: Clink

Tell ‘em whatever they’re using for the DSS*, it’s garbage. Until they fix that, we can’t use this.
*: Dopamine System Stabilizer. These medicines regulate the amount of dopamine, a neurotransmitter, in the central nervous system.

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What…?

To be fair, it ain’t like this stuff always affects everyone the same way, but…

…Huh? What’s with you two?
…

[sfx]: Fidgeting
…And what might that be?

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That?
/ A sleeping tablet and a stabilizer. She was moaning in her sleep. Must’ve been a light nap.

Could you please not try to terrify us?

What, you thought I was using this stuff on Beth?
/ ‘Cause if you’ve figured out how to put a pill in a syringe, I’m all ears.
[sfx]: Mmngh

How’re we supposed to get usable data unless we use the right medicine?!

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…

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<jp>
Sorry for taking all your time.
Nonsense. It was time well spent.
We can’t say for certain that it was the Coleman Institute that dug into your data,
but at least promise me you’ll be careful.

…Kurisu.
What is it?

Dammit, but the only thought in my head’s the same shit I said before.

?

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Backlash, defiance, whatever you wanna call it…
Thing is, that stuff’s a big part of me.

…Mio,
/ I know you think an awful lot of me, but…

To be honest? Somehow, I feel there’s ways you’ve already surpassed me.

Like my chest?
I’ll kick your ass.

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I could never hope to live as you do.
/ Neither as a scientist, nor as a person.
While I’m sure everyone has their own view of what constitutes a genius,

from where I stand, you are beyond brilliant.
I’ve felt that way since the day I met you.

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…

…Shut up.
You keep talking like that, and I won’t be able to be me anymore.

When that happens, I’ll be happy to support you. Because while you may be my rival,
/ you’re also my friend.

…Screw that shit.

You always do try too hard to make everything simple and clean.

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I’ll stay in touch.
I hope and pray you’ll find something else that’s worth the world to you.

I’ll at least get my hands on a clue before the night is out.

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Booyah!
[sfx]: Ratatattat
Even I can get past these low-level locks.

Now’s my chance!</jp>

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Here’s all of my research, my papers, their evaluations.
[sfx]: Ratatattat
<jp>: I couldn’t do nothing before, since it wasn’t hooked up to the internet,
but so long as Claire stuck this USB into her computer…

Perfect!
/ The program I swiped from Hashita-san’s already infected her.
[sfx]: Tap
The data’s all mine!

…!

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Damn thing’s broken…
Nah, maybe run-of-the-mill software just can’t keep up…

Hm? Weird…
What’s this folder?

“Gigalomaniax”…?

[sfx]: Ratatattat

Isn’t this…?

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[sfx]: Tap

[sfx]: Click

[sfx]: Touch / Vibrate

[sfx]: Vnnnnnnn / Szzzzz

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…You gotta be shitting me.

…
[sfx]: Tap tap
[sfx]: Swing

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[sfx]: Gulp

[sfx]: *Sigh*

[sfx]: Creak

[sfx]: Step

You think this shit’ll catch you up to Chris?

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

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Beth…
And Alan…?

But didn’t the experiment end…?

Please don’t move.
[sfx]: Scrape

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Or I’ll have to shoot you.