"...And that, Elena-san, is my plan."
Conan sat on Dr. Agasa's couch with his legs crossed (in a manly 1950s sort of way, not in an effeminate style). "So, what do you think?"
"...I think that what you just described could work," Elena said. "It would seem that my faith in you was not misplaced after all, Shinichi."
"No," Conan said. "Just no."
Excuse me?"
"You do not get to address me on a first-name basis," Conan said. "The events of earlier, and to a lesser extent yesterday as well, have proven to me that you're just barely an ally, and you certainly aren't my friend."
"You're still mad about...?"
"I don't know if you're just a horrible person by nature, or if you think that somehow your 'mission' justifies everything that you've done," Conan said. "And frankly, I don't give a crap. You've got your bad side, now let me show you mine. I've got a deal for you, Elena-san."
Elena was silent.
"If nothing else, we work fairly well together, and we both want to bring down the Black Organisation," Conan said. "But make no mistake: that is not the number one most important thing to me. If Ran so much as scrapes her knee on the sidewalk, I will provide Yoko Okino and her associates with every last bit of information I have on you and your little operation."
"Do you realise the magnitude of what you're threatening?!" Elena snapped. "If you shut us down, it'll mean..."
"I don't care what you think it'd mean!" Conan snapped back. "Few things in this world are certain; one thing that is certain is what has already happened. I remember very well how, just a few minutes ago, you threatened Ran. In doing so, you made yourself the subject of my wrath. So I'll repeat myself, just so that there's no mistake: if you harm so much as a single hair on Ran's head, I will tell the Black Organisation everything that I know about you and your husband's operation, which does, of course, include the coordinates of your headquarters. In this event I'll also tell them about Haibara, and about your son Satoshi. You'll see your entire operation destroyed quite literally overnight, and your two remaining children will die, presumably along with you and your husband."
"...Dang, I always knew that you cared about this girl, even that you loved her, but I really had no idea, did I?" Elena said.
"I guess you didn't," Conan said.
There was a pause.
"Now, believe me when I say that I hope it never comes to this," Conan said. "If you leave me and those I love alone, I'll continue to serve as your loyal agent."
"...I understand, Kudo-kun," Elena said. "I have leverage over you, now you're flaunting your leverage over me. Very well, in exchange for your continued service to me and my cause I'll spare Ran, and as a measure of my goodwill I'll even send an agent to look after her. This person will operate incognito, of course. You probably won't be able to spot him."
Conan sighed in relief. "Thank you, Elena-san. I appreciate it, and your decision to send Ran a protector. I trust this protector won't be the one to pull the trigger on her if I just so happen to betray you one day?"
Elena chuckled. "No, I can assure you that this bodyguard would never do anything to harm Ran, not even if I ordered him to. Well, I'd better leave you to your preparations. You've done well so far, but that doesn't mean I'll tolerate any future failure from you, Kudo-kun."
"I won't fail," Conan said. "Goodbye."
He hung up. The Professor had been listening in on the entire conversation.
"W-were you serious?!" he asked. "What you said then, surely you weren't...!"
"Not about betraying Haibara," Conan said. "Or her brother. But I was about everything else."
"...Well, we better get started," Dr. Agasa said. "I'll go next door and bring back Ai-kun. I trust that, after she reverts to her younger self, your mother's services won't be needed?"
Conan grinned. "Not this time. I'll go home and get Ran, and then..." He sighed. "Then I'll go find that person."
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Yoko laid flowers on the grave and knelt down. She bent over close to the tombstone and began to weep bitterly.
"Wherever you are now, I implore you," Yoko said. "Forgive me...for my role in your death."
Less than a week ago, Haruka was pronounced dead. The cause of death was starvation.
In a highly developed country, Haruka starved to death, despite living in a home with more than enough to eat. After her humiliation in front of "Sumo Dojo", the heavy girl resolved to become skinny, so that at long last she wouldn't be rejected by her peers, so that she could be thought of as beautiful. Her parents would, of course, make her eat dinner with them, and right afterwards she would vomit up what she had eaten. Finally, four weeks later, her body gave out.
Haruka had left behind this last diary entry:
"Rina-ojousama, I did it. I lost 35 pounds. I'm going to surprise you in a few days, and then you will let me into your group for sure. I feel really hungry and tired. I should eat but I'm not going to because then I'll just get fat again. At last I'll have real friends. I'm so excited I can't wait."
Iroha approached the grave and saw Yoko.
"So, uh, you're here too, huh?" Iroha said.
"I-I feel like this is my fault," Yoko said. "She thought I was her friend, and then I was so awful to her. That's why she did it, I think."
"You can't blame yourself," Iroha said. "I mean, we all killed her, right? The guilt should be spread evenly among all of us."
"Why did I do it?" Yoko questioned. "Was my desire to fit in really so strong that I became a bully? Is that what I am now?"
Iroha was silent for a long time. The two of them just stood there, and then...
"Rina-ojousama is having a party at her boyfriend's house tomorrow night," Iroha said. "Are you coming?"
"...Yeah," Yoko said.
And now I fit in, Yoko thought bitterly. Yay me.
Opening
(Escape by Ling Tosite Sigure)
One day I'll decipher the truth behind this elaborate deception
One day I'll find the shining door that leads to the outside
The hidden eyes of this world which have been watching me for so long
Have no idea that now I stare back, more determined than ever to escape!
(Trying new things is refreshing to the soul! Those brave souls who have consigned themselves to the goddess Fate now charge headfirst into the den of vipers, where depravity is a common virtue! Perceiving the one and only truth! With the body of a child but the mind of an adult...my name is Detective Conan!)
For years now I've tried everything to stifle my long-standing suspicions
My gut feeling that something was fundamentally wrong with the world
I convinced myself I that I was imagining it, laughing nervously as I talked
I played it straight, lived my life, and drank deeply of all this world had to offer
But I can't take it anymore, I don't know who and what is real anymore
I need to clear my head, to splash cold water on my face, but is the water real?
One day I'll make sense of the inconsistencies that pop up around me
One day I'll piece together this incoherent puzzle which is the truth
One day I'll decipher the truth behind this elaborate deception
One day I'll find the shining door that leads to the outside
The hidden eyes of this world which have been watching me for so long
Have no idea that now I stare back, more determined than ever to escape!
Descent into the Specter's Lair! Part One!
He stood leaning against the tank; he used his phone to check the time.
It's 12:15 PM and nobody's come yet, Ryusuke/Rum thought. Maybe they...?
And then he stepped into the tunnel. He was a teenager, dressed in all black.
"Hello Rum," he said. "There's no need for me to introduce myself. The two of us have met before. Well, I didn't know that you were involved in this agency, but still. And yes, I am this Cognac that Yoko-san's doubtlessly told you about, the guy who saved your behind last night. You're welcome, by the way."
Ryusuke didn't know what to say.
"Anyways, I'm here to escort you back to Tokyo," Shinichi Kudo said.
"B-but what about the tank?" Ryusuke asked.
"Ah yes, the tank," Shinichi said. "In a few days Yoko-san's gonna send a tanker truck to refuel it, and some low-level operative will drive it to an airstrip located about 90 miles from here. If they did that now the FBI would probably..."
"Wait, YOU know about Yoko-san?!" Ryusuke exclaimed.
Shinichi shrugged. "Yeah. It isn't exactly a well-kept secret. So we going or not?"
Ryusuke hesitated.
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"Yes?" Yoko said.
"We've done it," Shinichi said. "We're at the airport now."
"H-hey now, you really think it's safe for him to go home on a commercial airliner?" Yoko said.
Shinichi chuckled. "Relax, will you? They knew Chris Vineyard was Vermouth, and yet they didn't arrest her afterwards. Most likely they're just gonna spy on him. And unfortunately there doesn't seem to be much I can do about that."
"How did you know that about Vermouth?" Yoko asked.
"Like I said before, I've spent the past year spying on you guys," Shinichi said. "So anyways, you want us to fly back to Tokyo, and what then?"
"We'll give you two further instructions when you land," Yoko said. "Over and out."
Shinichi turned to Ryusuke. "You got the proper documentation?"
Ryusuke nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."
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Conan, "Nancy", and Mitsuhiko walked home from school.
"What makes you so sure she's gonna be waiting?" Nancy asked.
"It's the most logical way for her to extract it from me," Conan said.
"Uh, who are you talking about?" Mitsuhiko asked. "Does this involve that thing you wanted me to do? Is that why you wanted me to come with you?"
"You shouldn't ask so many questions," Conan said.
"But, Conan!" Mitsuhiko protested. "Aren't you the one who told me I should keep an open mind and always ask questions?"
"Well, yeah," Conan admitted. "But it doesn't apply to this thing here."
"Mitsuhiko, Edogawa-kun and I are involved in something very dangerous," Nancy said. "For your own safety, don't ask questions. Not about this."
"Haibara-san, does this mean I can't tell Genta or Ayumi-chan?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"The less they know, the better," Conan said. "I wouldn't have told you, but I needed your help."
"So why couldn't Haibara-san have done it?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"Because I'm a girl," Nancy/Haibara said. "That kind of thing will show up in a DNA analysis, and the people we're trying to hide from will become even more suspicious."
"The Professor wouldn't have been ideal either," Conan said. "A DNA analysis might be able to differentiate between an old man and a kid. Plus, who knows what kind of sexuall..."
Nancy/Haibara coughed loudly.
"Er, bad diseases the Professor might have?" Conan said. "To be safe, I'm just not going to do it. Ultimately, my safest route is with a person whose physical profile most closely matches my own."
"How about Genta?"
Conan sighed. "I suppose I could, but there's no way that I'm picking Genta. End of discussion."
"Mitsuhiko, this is extremely important to Edogawa-kun and I," Nancy/Haibara said. "You should feel honoured that we decided to come to you with this problem."
They neared the Mouri residency.
"Okay, this is it," Conan said.
He opened his backpack and took out a cup, several cotton swabs, a pair of latex gloves, and a water bottle.
"First things first," Conan said.
He took the cotton swabs and dabbled them all in his mouth. Then he handed them to Mitsuhiko, who was wearing the gloves. Then he spit in the grass, about ten times.
His mouth suddenly felt so parched that he could barely speak.
"Okay, he's ready," Nancy/Haibara said. "Do exactly as I instructed."
Mitsuhiko got down on his knees, put his mouth right up to the cup...and began to drool into it. He then took a big sip of water and drooled some more. Finally, the cup was a little over halfway full.
"Bottoms up," Nancy/Haibara said.
She handed the cup of Mitsuhiko's drool to Conan, and he drank it. He didn't swallow; rather, he simply sloshed it around in his mouth and tried to hold it in place.
"Was I helpful?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"You've certainly done your part, Mitsuhiko," Nancy/Haibara said. "As for whether or not this measure was enough, we'll just have to wait and see. You can go now, and again, do not tell ANYONE about this."
Mitsuhiko nodded and turned to leave, holding the cotton swabs in his hand.
"Oh, and Mitsuhiko, thank you," Haibara said.
She kissed Mitsuhiko on the cheek, and his face was very red as he walked home. Mitsuhiko thought that he might've died of sheer happiness before he made it.
Nancy/Haibara put the cup and water bottle in her backpack, and the two of them went up to confront their adversary.
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"Ah, you two brats!" Kogoro said excitedly. "Come in, come in!"
They stepped inside, only to see Yoko Okino chatting with Eri.
"Conan-kun! Nancy-chan!" the pop singer greeted. "I've got something for you!"
She opened her purse and took out two lollipops. Conan and Nancy accepted the snack excitedly.
"Huh? What is this?" Conan asked.
"Whoops, you don't like chocolate flavoured lollipops, do you?" Yoko asked.
Conan shook his head.
And so, Yoko snatched the lollipop right out of his mouth and put it in the bag. Then she handed him a pineapple-flavoured one.
And the deed is done, Conan thought.
"Yoko-chan stopped by to offer me a role in a WWII historical drama that she stars in," Kogoro bragged.
"And he accepted," Eri said, "on the condition that I be present with him at all times during the filming."
"W-well, it's a small role," Yoko said, sensing that Mouri-san's wife was irritated. "Well, I'd better be going."
"Ah, Yoko-san, where are you going?" Conan asked.
"To...visit an old friend," Yoko said.
And with that cryptic answer, she walked out the door. As soon as she did, Conan raced to the bathroom to clean his mouth out.
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The videoconferencing monitors had been turned on. Shackled and with Yoshiteru pointing a gun to his head, Ryusuke looked at Elena, who was many miles away at that time.
Hello, Rum," Elena said. "Do you know who I am?"
"...I've heard about you," Ryusuke said. "I've seen recordings of you in your laboratory, your husband and cute little daughters with you."
"One of those daughters is older than you now," Elena said. "Well, at least, she would be."
"I never knew that you were still alive though," Ryusuke said. "Nobody in the Organisation did, though I hear that initially there were some suspicions."
"Yoshiteru-kun, you can put the gun away," Elena said. "I mean, it's not as though he could harm me by attacking the screen."
"I know," Yoshiteru said gleefully. "I just wanted to make sure that he didn't dare tell any lies."
"If Kudo-kun spoke accurately during his call to me, you turned yourself in willingly before even knowing for sure that he was a mole?" Elena asked.
"Oh, I knew," Ryusuke said. "I could hear the helicopter whirring in the background, and plus, he claimed that the Boss's identity was 'common knowledge' within our Organisation. An obvious lie, of course."
"And you didn't try to, I don't know, run away?" Elena asked. "I mean, you had a tank, for heaven's sake!"
"Nah," Ryusuke said. "You see, last night's ordeal got the creative juices in my brain flowing. And I came to realise that I'm nowhere near qualified to fill my old man's shoes."
He sighed. "And frankly, I don't really want to either. Like, I thought it might be kind of cool at first, but then they were like 'Hey Rum, go kill that guy over there!' and 'Rum, we need some key witness person assassinated, and quick!' I mean, it didn't really take me very long to realise that killing people just isn't for me."
"So listen, I surrendered of my own accord in order to strike a deal with you FBI folks," he continued.
"I hardly think you're in a position to negotiate," Elena said.
"Oh, but I am," Ryusuke said. "Elena-san, you're from the United Kingdom, if I'm not mistaken? In that case, do you know what RTI stands for? Hint: it's an army term."
"Resistance to Interrogation," Elena said. "It's special training given to soldiers from NATO member states, especially the UK, designed to teach them how to withstand torture. You've undergone such training?"
"Well, let's just suffice to say that you can't make me tell you anything that I don't want to tell you," Ryusuke said. "So, if you want me to come clean with everything I know about the inner workings of the Black Organisation, you've got to give me something in exchange."
"And what is it you want?" Elena asked.
"I want out," Ryusuke said. "I'm sick of playing spy, and of killing people. You'll grant me full immunity from prosecution for any crimes, including murder, that I may have committed as Rum. Furthermore, you will enroll me in the Witness Protection Program, so that I can start a new life somewhere far away."
"That'd be kind of difficult for you, wouldn't it?" Elena said. "I mean, you're one of Japan's most famous soccer players."
"Eh, I can always just grow a beard," Ryusuke said. "Or I could get plastic surgery. I'm totally cool with giving up soccer for this. Oh, and one more thing."
"Let me guess, your brother, Rikuo Endo?" Elena said.
Ryusuke nodded. "I don't know what you've gotta do with him, and frankly I don't care so long as you don't kill him. Just make sure those men can't touch him."
"...Any other conditions I need to know about?" Elena asked. "Like, I don't know, money?"
"Only if this plan involves faking my death, in which case I wouldn't be able to make any bank withdrawals," Ryusuke said. "Otherwise I've got plenty of green to get me started someplace else. So if I can't get my money out of the bank, then, say, 100,000 U.S. dollars?"
"Deal," Elena said. "Prepare yourself, Higo-san. Whenever that helicopter lands in Tokyo I'll be expecting you to tell us everything that you know. And don't leave out even the tiniest morsel."
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They sat in the same row on the plane, right next to the window.
"...So, it must've been quite the shock," Shinichi/Ran said. "Realising that kid was Shinichi."
"Not really," Ryusuke/Kaito said. "The way he behaved, I knew he wasn't an ordinary child. And with the similar appearance the two had, I figured he must've stumbled upon some magic spell or something. I was even considering asking Akako to..."
"Magic spell?" Shinichi/Ran said.
"Uh, it's nothing," Ryusuke/Kaito said. "Anyway, your boyfriend owes me for this."
An old lady from across the aisle looked at "Shinichi" and gasped.
"I know, I know," Shinichi/Ran said, by this point having become used to people calling Shinichi her boyfriend. "He won't interfere with any more of your heists for the next three months."
"Glad to hear that. So what now?"
"Shinichi texted me a few minutes ago," Ran said. "He told me that, due to..."
"Wait, you received a text message up here in the sky?!" Kaito exclaimed.
Ran shrugged. "Sure. You've never heard of the Gogo Text & Chat service? It allows in-flight communications on your phone."
"Oh, I never heard of that," Kaito said. "So you were saying?"
"Shinichi texted me a few minutes ago and said that, due to a quote-unquote new development, he'll be taking my place as soon as I land, and that my part of the mission will be done then."
"But what about me?" Kaito asked.
"Hold on, I'm texting him now," Ran said.
Twenty seconds later, the real Shinichi responded with the following text:
"Dunno, a few days, I guess"
Ran showed the message to Kaito. "Huuh?! I didn't sign up for this! Tell that little brat to make it six months, or else I'm out!"
"Uh, sir? Is there a problem here?" a flight attendant asked.
"N-no," Kaito said, taken a little off guard. "Everythi..."
"Oh my word, are you Ryusuke Higo?" the flight attendant said.
Kaito smiled. "Why yes, yes I am. You want my autograph, I take it?"
Ran elbowed him.
"You don't know how to write like him, remember?" she whispered.
"I've got this," he whispered back.
"Oh, and who's your friend?" the flight attendant asked.
"Oh, he's my boyfriend!" Kaito said cheerfully. "We're a gay couple!"
Ran was blushing profusely. "N-no we're not! I'm a girl! Here, I'll prove it!"
She began to undo her shirt button and then...
"Hey now! The the h**l do you think you're doing?!" Kaito protested.
"I'm trying to show them that I'm not...!"
They began wrestling in their seats, and a large crowd gathered to watch.
"In public!" the old lady said indignantly. "This is a sign! Our society's on the verge of collapse!"
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They finally left the airport...and Conan was waiting. He had a miffed look on his face, and he was holding his phone.
"I hear that you two made...quite the commotion in flight," Conan said.
"How'd you hear about that?" Ran asked.
"Because it's all over the internet," Conan said. He showed her his phone, and it was open to the page of a news website.
There was an awkward silence.
"So, uh, what's the next order of business?" Kaito asked.
"First, we're going back to the Professor's house," Conan said. "Me and Ran will switch, and she'll be free to return home as Nancy. Haibara will be filling in as me. Oh, and Ran, Haibara knows about our plan, by I haven't informed her of Rum's identity. I expect that you won't tell her either?"
Ran nodded.
"Good. The Professor's waiting in his car. Let's go."
As they walked, Conan sent Kaito a text:
"I hope you aren't trying to steal my girlfriend."
Kaito read it, and then he replied:
"Don't worry. There's someone else I like. You two'll make a nice couple one day."
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"We're back in Tokyo," Shinichi said.
"Well done, Cognac," Yoko said. "Wait for further instructions, they should be coming soon."
She hung up and got out of the vehicle. She headed inside the tall condominium complex and approached the front desk.
"May I help you?" The receptionist asked.
"Uh, if I'm not mistaken, there's a woman named Rina Kurashima living here?"
"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," the receptionist said, looking at his records. "We don't have any residents here by that..."
"Ah! Yoko-chan!"
Rina arrived in the lobby.
"Rina-ojousama!" Yoko greeted. "It's so nice to see you!"
"I-I'm confused," the receptionist said.
"It's alright, Numajiro-san," Rina said. "Kurashima's my maiden name, and Yoko-chan hasn't seen me in years so she wouldn't know that I was married."
"Come, let's go to my place and catch up," Rina said to Yoko.
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"YAAAAAHHH!"
A minute later Shinichi emerged from the bathroom, his normal teenage height. He was panting heavily.
After all this time, it still hurts, he thought.
Likewise, Ran emerged from another bathroom, having shrunken again.
"Well, Nancy, I guess it's time for you to go home," Shinichi said.
"Come back safely," Nancy/Ran said.
"I will," Shinichi said.
And so, Nancy headed home.
"So, like, I'm just gonna wait here until that woman calls me back?" Kaito asked, having momentarily taken off his disguise.
"Apparently so," Shinichi said.
And then, he got a text from Yoko:
"Highton View Terrace Room 29. Come alone, and hurry."
"You got a text from that person?" Kaito asked.
"Yeah, but she wants me to come alone," Shinichi said.
"So what am I supposed to here while you're gone?" Kaito protested.
"I don't know! Play video games or watch TV or something!"
Shinichi ran out the door with the turbo engine skateboard.
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"So, you live here with your husband?" Yoko asked.
"No, we separated two months ago," Rina said. "It's only a matter of time before I divorce him and take all his money!" She laughed.
"So what about you?" Rina asked. "I hear you've become quite the pop singer sensation here in Japan."
"Well, I'm blessed to have so many loyal fans who like my music," Yoko said.
"Come now! Don't be so modest! Let's face it: you've passed me up in life. All that's left now is for you to be hitched to some filthy rich old guy, and you'll be set."
"I guess. Rina-ojousama..."
"You don't have to call me that. We aren't children anymore."
"Okay then, Rina...do you know what today is?"
"Wait, are you...asking what day of the week it is?" Rina asked.
"No. Today's an anniversary of some kind. Do you know what it is?"
"Uh, I don't know," Rina said. "I don't think today's your birthday, is it?"
Yoko shook her head. "Not mine. Haruka-chan's. She would've been 26 years old today."
"Wait, surely you aren't talking about that fat girl who killed herself all those years ago!" Rina said.
"Indeed I am. And she didn't kill herself. You did. Well, so did I and all the other members of your group, but mainly it was you."
Rina stood up. "How dare you come into my house and call me a murderer?!"
"Because it's true," Yoko said. "And ultimately, the worst part isn't even that you did it. No, the worst part is that you've displayed no remorse whatsoever. I've never seen you so much as visit her grave, and you certainly didn't attend her funeral."
"This visit's over," Rina snapped. "Get out of my house this instant."
"No, Rina-ojousama, you can't hide from this any longer."
"Didn't I just tell you not to call me that?!"
"Yes, you did, and I don't care," Yoko said. She sighed. "You were practically a goddess to me, and to the rest of the girls in your group. You were the standard, the final authority on what was cool, and what wasn't cool. Who was cool, and who wasn't cool."
"If you've got something to say, just come out and say it!" Rina said angrily.
"It's the innate desire of man to connect with a higher power, a greater being," Yoko said. "And I wanted to please my goddess. Oh yes I did. Because being cut off from you was like Excommunication from the Catholic Church, that terrifying prospect for good European Christians in the days of old. But then I sinned, I broke the goddess's rule. And so that's what happened to me. I was excommunicated, shunned even by Iroha-chan. After a time I became afraid that I'd have to spend the rest of my life in such a state. So I repented of my sins...and betrayed a girl to who I was her only friend. Thus, she killed herself, albeit not intentionally."
"What is it you want me to say?!" Rina exploded. "That I'm sorry?! Because I'm not! She was a whale, you hear me?! A fricking whale! A tub of lard!"
"I've spent my entire life reflecting on what happened then," Yoko said. "And you know what I've concluded? That what happened then may have been an extreme example, but the underlying principle is the same: in this world there are a few powerful individuals who set the rules for everybody else. They can be celebrities, politicians, religious leaders, or just the 'cool' people you know, but regardless of the manner and severity in which they exert their influence over those people around them, they create a 'social circle', a solar system that revolves around them. Within this circle, they decide what is and what isn't an acceptable way to talk, to dress, to act. Any person who breaks a 'cardinal rule' set by such a god is isolated from that god, and by extension all of that god's followers. So we conform, each and every one of us. Or we try to become gods ourselves, so that we can set the rules, and likewise abuse and exploit others, be our motive financial gain or a lust for power, or something else entirely, or perhaps a combination of several motives."
"In short," she continued, "a small fraction of the human population holds everyone else in bondage. Instead of being our own person, we simply shape our lives around the rules, trends, and norms set by the minority. Finally, I've concluded that to free humanity...each and every one of those people must be exterminated. And I've decided to start with you. DIE, RINA! DEATH TO ALL FALSE GODS!"
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"Please, I have to get to Room 29!" Shinichi said.
"Sorry, you can't just go up to someone else's condo anytime you please," the receptionist said, a slight tone of hostility in his voice.
Shinichi sighed. "I don't have time for this."
He aimed his stun-gun wristwatch at the receptionist and fired. Then he hurried on up to Room 29.
He barged into the room, just to see...
"What the h**l are you doing?!" Shinichi demanded.
Knowing that Rina was finally dead, Yoko let go of the rope.
"Ah, Kudo," she said with a smile. "You are right on time."
Ending
(Monster Without a Name by Egoist, 1st ending to Psycho-Pass)
Feariiteiru wa
Sakki shinda mitai
Renga no byoutou de umaku utaenakute
Kiri ni kemuru yoru ukabe akai tsuki
Kuroi tetsu goushi no naka de
Watashi wa umaretekitanda
Akui no daishou wo negae
Nozomu ga mama ni omae ni
Saa ataeyou seigi wo
Kowashite kowasareru mae ni
Inga no daishou wo harai
Tomo ni yukou namae no nai kaibutsu
To be continued