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I am listening. The Committee of 300 is the dark power that controls every secret society, every government, every multinational corporation. | You're making things up again. |
Yeah, that's good. That should be about right. | You're such a chicken. |
Only anal retentive bastards care about the minor details. That's why you'll never be more than an assistant, Christina! | Like I keep saying, I'm neither your assistant nor Christina. |
Names are all about feeling! My creativity, comparable to the great Da Vinci himself, cannot be held by the shackles of grammar! Muhah-- | Show a little remorse, huh? |
... | I've been thinking. |
What do you mean, you were finally useful? Tell me, Mayuri... | There you are. |
Are you crying? | J-just a little, okay? |
It's... random? | Black, red, or pink. Those are the three possibilities. |
It's too late to hide behind your goody-two-shoes mask, Christina. Your fate is to become a mad scientist, for you are an experiment-loving girl! | Who are you calling an experiment-loving girl!? |
Let's hear your opinion. | I think we can at least throw out completely worthlessâ‘° theories like electromagnetic weaponry and teleportation. |
Don't be ridiculous! I saw her dead just three hours ago! | Hey! Could you not talk about me like that? I'm perfectly fine. |
I... | What's the problem, huh!? If you weigh the options logically, saving Mayuri is the only-- |
... | ... |
Christina. Let's say a D-Mail caused a time paradox. What would happen? | ...I don't know. No one has experienced a time paradox, after all. |
I see... | SERN has a lifter, but we don't know what in the PhoneWave is filling the same role, much less how to adjust it. |
No, we don't need a push cart. | Then how are you going to bring it back? It takes about ten minutes to walk to your run-down lab from here. |
Kurisu. | ...That's the first time you've said my name properly. |
Hmph, the police? Do you really think a mad scientist like me is afraid of the police? I've spent my life on the run from the Organization, a more fearsome enemy than you can possibly imagine. | You can't be serious. Tell me what you're trying to do. |
How do you know? | Who knows me better than myself? |
Oh, okay. | Why do you ask? |
How much do you know? | How much do I know about what? |
No, we're doing the same thing. Who's to say that digital data can't go through a singularity? I think it would be easier than sending something human-sized. | Well... I suppose that's true. |
...Who will time leap? | ...It's hard to choose. |
You're a genius. You're already published, for crying out loud. There's no need to throw away your promising future. | Are you worried about me? |
And Mayuri? | #000000 |
Fret not. It's almost closing time for the Braun Tube Workshop. | The PhoneWave doesn't work at night, remember? |
Can that theory explain why Nae pushed her in front of a train? | Oh, right... hmm... |
What? Do your parents let you do whatever you want? | I haven't seen my father in seven years. My mother is in America. I'm living in a hotel right now. Understand? |
I wish there were some way that Mayuri wouldn't have to suffer... | Then why don't you time leap now? |
Hmph, you want to know? Then I'll tell you! | Wait! If you're just going to stand and talk, shouldn't we put the box down first? |
What was that phone call about? | I just wanted to ask you where you were. And since you said you were coming here, I came. |
Are you upset? | Upset? |
If it's not a time machine, then it can't change the past. You could prove yourself right, so why are you against it? | Oh shut up... |
Why are you blaming me? | ...I'm not blaming you. I'm just disappointed that nobody, including myself, noticed. |
If the lights were on, I'd be able to see everything. | ...! |
Y-yeah... | Hmmm... |
The worldline didn't change! | #000000 |
You're a lifesaver. What's going on there? Is Mister Braun freaking out? | #000000 |
Are you trying to say the model may be wrong? But I know for certain that convergence exists. I've experienced it firsthand. | Even if they're right about convergence... |
Good work, everyone. With this, we can fight. | Who are you fighting? |
America... | What's your problem? |
Please, lend me your strength. | You're such a stubborn fool. |
There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just proclaim it to the world! | Well yeah, no wish is embarrassing compared to the idiotic wish for chaos to envelop the world or whatever. |
This was your idea. | That’s true, but it still pisses me off to hear you just say it like it was nothing. |
So, Christina, what brings you here? | If you're going to call me names, could you at least be consistent? |
That's why I want to ask a girl. Plus, you're my assistant, so I need you to save my assâ‘° this instantâ‘°. | Oh, you. |
Of course! Titor's goal was to obtain an IBN 5100! And I've already contacted him several times. But how did he get my personal information!? | Calm down. |
I'm sorry. | Don't apologize. |
Future Gadget No. 4: Moad Snake, designed after a claymore landmine, is an instant humidifier. | How confusing. |
Not a scratch... | Hey, that hurts! Let me go! |
Proton compression. | Right. Successful compression generates a micro-singularity, which-- |
Before? | When I hit you with my book. I thought you were just being a pervert. |
Mister Braun is currently absent. In other words, we can experiment to our heart's content! | That doesn't solve the problem, you know. |
Of course! You're working for SERN, not the Organization! You're here to kill me, aren't you!? That's what I thought! You have the face of a killer! | What's wrong with my face? How rude! |
I already know. It's the 42-inch CRT downstairs. | R-really? What's your proof? |
She's the one giving the lecture... | It's my first time giving a lecture like this, so please forgive me if I'm a little nervous. |
He's in Japan, right? Have you seen him at all? | No... he doesn't want to see me. |
Cold? | I guess. |
Right... your time machine's broken. | Can you fix it? |
Y-Yeah... that’s right. | Hey, Okabe... |
Hey, Christina. Are you doing that on purpose? | Ugh... d-doing what? |
You’re right here, aren’t you? | Touch sensations are just another of the brain’s functions. |
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The genius girl who cried 'virgin' at the center of Akiba... | L-let's get out of here! |
...huh? | I... I said 'no!' |
Say something. I killed Mayuri. Why won't you blame me? | I suppose I could, but why? It looks like you've already blamed yourself enough. |
In other words, you're sending me to die. | Your sacrifice will allow us to complete the time leap machine. |
You've made a grave error! | I have? |
There's just one more step. We need to erase the first D-Mail from SERN's database. | Fascinating. |
... | ... |
One thing's for certain. My consciousness leaps to the past along with my memories. | I still don't understand why that is. It would make more sense if you experienced a change in the present, like you do when we send a D-Mail. |
...Shopping? | 'Humans are temporal beings.' |
I don't know if it's an irregularity or not, but we ought to investigate the cause. | I agree. |
Time travel? Oh-ho... | Let me start by saying that time travel is an absurd concept. |
...Are you not interested in changing the past? What happened to your eagerness to experiment? | Did you forget what I said this afternoon? I'm against it. |
Kuh... | I can't believe this! How stupid can you be? You're so... stupid! |
You are my assistant! And I can't let my assistant have any worries. So tell me everything that's on your mind! | ... |
That's what I thought! You spend all your time on research, so you've got zero experience, don't you!? You must've been awfully lonely in America, huh!? | Shut up! What's wrong with being a virgin!? |
...Haah. | ... |
In other words, Christina, you want me to eraseâ‘° Mister Braun. | No! |
...I can't accept that. | Neither can I. The world is trying to kill Mayuri? As I scientist, I refuse to believe such nonsense. |
Sounds like you have your answer, Christina. You said it should be easy to understand, but it wasn't easy to understand at all, was it!? | B-but that's because Mayuri-san is... |
How to save Mayuri. | Based on what you said, I guess the chronology protection conjecture is true. |
I apologize for forcing you to become a lab mem. You don't have to come again. | ...I wasn't planning on it. |
Pff. You disappoint me, Christina! | Hah? What are you talking about? |
Oh... | ... |
The plucked banana returnedâ‘° to the bunch. | ...No way. |
Not physically. However, it exists in the hearts of all lab mems. Am I mistaken? | Yes, you're mistaken. Don't go sticking things in people's hearts. |
... | I don’t... want to die. |
Scared? | That's not it. |
Ghosts, for instance. | The occult? Really? |
Maybe she didn't believe the cancellation mail. Or maybe she was so diligent she decided to check it out even when told not to. | #000000 |
The insane mad scientist Hououin Kyouma? That's just a fantasy. A character I made up. I bet you had no idea. | Uh... I may have figured that out when we first met. |
You're the one who announced that your underwear was wet. | J-just drop it! If you're imagining what color my underwear is, I'll kill you! |
But I let you... | Listen, what you’re seeing right now is... Hmm... It’s a dream. That’s all. |
When did we throw that party for Suzuha? | Four days ago. August 9th. |
Whoa! | What the hell!? |