In Which, Kirisu Family.

I tried to apply my energy and focus it on opening my eyes. Gaining vision is now my top priority.

It's been a while that I sent Goofy off to the Mind Conduit back so that I could think properly.

I tried to hear something-- anything, but... it's all... dampened. Like my ears were sealed off from the outside. That was when I was sure that I had been captured.

By who? The main suspect that I now think of is the creator of the Ruler system. If I'm correct, I think that murder is very very prohibited by the Ruler system.

And since we're talking about Monster, he might've perhaps committed a few murders left and right.

*sigh*

Shit.

This is terrible news. Very-very bad. Why did Goofy even rely on that monster?

I'm annoyed and greatly regretted not taking over the Switch seconds before Goofy watched what he saw in the classroom.

Though I'm extremely upset by what Goofy has done, a part of me still thinks that his action was justified because of what had happened in his past.

Goofy is the softest amongst us. That should be common sense. However, being the softest doesn't mean being the weakest.

Goofy is strong in heart, I assure you that. He is kind and always puts ahead others' priorities before his.

He is a scaredy-cat, but often times his easy-to-scare personality comes and saves our lives. He is always the most careful. He is always the most caring.

His life is based on that one quote I read in a book before,

"Kinder than is necessary. Because it's not enough to be kind. One should be kinder than needed."

I still hate that piece of shit though. But still, his kindness led us to meet many kinds of different people.

Now, let's remake my plans for the future.

Hmm... Wherever I'm being brought to, I'm very sure that it will be some kind of an evil underworld organization leading thousands of criminals.

My five senses are temporarily stopped. Therefore, I can't deduct where I'm specifically going.

Nevertheless, I will meet someone in an underworld organization, which is the key to my next plan.

If I can prove to him that I am totally worthy of his attention, I can pitch my original business plan which is to use the underworld connection and sell narcotics.

Making drugs is easy. You just need basic knowledge of chemistry to achieve drug-making.

Once you've achieved that, you just need connections, and the one place you can get connections is the friend-making facility which is school.

Onizuka high school is one of the most popular schools that are infested by gang leaders' children. It is easy to make friends with them, I just need to do it, but now that Goofy fucked it up, I can't proceed with the original plan.

I'm confident from what I learned about social media around a week ago that news travels fast through social media.

I'm sure that Monster's grinning face and the deeds he has done have been watched by many people online. My figure will be famous, and I'm confident that whoever it is I'm visiting has watched the video at least once.

It's just a matter of whether or not he is an approachable type of person. If he is, then I just scored a big shot. If he's not then I won't even dare to utter a single word to him.

And now, we wait.

--

10 minutes later,

My senses are getting back. I can move my hands freely, and I can see a glimpse of the outside world.

My eyes are fully awake, but since it's dark outside, I still can't make up where I'm being taken to.

I learned that I've been riding a vehicle ever since my senses are back. I can now feel that we are traveling at a very slow speed and now that I have unsealed my ears dampener I can hear this vehicle bumping through many rocks.

Wherever I'm heading is located within an undeveloped road.

I can make guesses from this clue.

Either I'm being transported to a mountain or to a mine.

Wait until my body is fully recovered. I will inspect every centimeter this vehicle has to offer.

--

7 minutes later,

I can feel my legs already. My body is still moving in a spaghetti-like motion. I started walking, but with the help of the vehicle's wall, I put my hands for support.

I started with the surrounding.

I was placed in what looked like a hospital bed with minimum to no cushion. There is no one other than me, and there is nothing other than the bed.

There is a tiny staircase on the side of the vehicle near the door that can be adjusted to become a flat surface that is almost too perfect to become the platform for the hospital bed to roll off.

The backdoor is visible to me and accessible. However, I can't see the driver.

The room between the driver and me is covered by a thick aluminum metal with a narrow horizontal glass-paned window that is also covered by an aluminum metal but from the driver's side acting as a cover that they can open and close.

The aluminum metal is very thick as if it's purposely designed to be that way. I wonder why...?

That's why I speculated some theories inside my head.

Perhaps, this vehicle is used for specific reasons such as the current one. Perhaps this vehicle is used to transport people like Monster who are probably crazy enough to fight off the driver even after knowing that there is a thick aluminum metal separating us. Perhaps this vehicle is used to transport illegal substances, using the vacant space to hold more than what a typical vehicle can.

As I speculate these theories inside my head, I feel the vehicle moving slower and slower which will soon come to a halt.

I went straight back to my bed acting that I hadn't woken up.

I hear the door open.

I relax my heartbeat and contour it to make it seem that I am still faint.

All of a sudden a cold glossy something touches my chest in the area where my heart and lungs are.

"Hmm... The patient's condition is alright. He's still asleep. Proceed with caution." An old man's voice resonated just beside me.

I stayed calm until the procedure was over. The hospital bed is moved and a familiar sound ringed which is the sound that is made when the stairs are contouring into a flat surface.

I take a peek at what's outside. The bright sun covers my eyes, so I quickly close them.

I feel very cold- cold- cold?- Cold?!

Oho... Cold weather huh? Interesting. So we're on the mountain.

Applying the theory that we're on the mountain, I guess that I have been asleep for a much longer time than I thought I would be.

They rolled my hospital bed 90 degrees to the left from the direction of the vehicle towards somewhere mysterious.

I take a peek for a second and see two men in a tuxedos wearing a featureless white masks dragging the hospital bed to some sort of a building that has smooth concrete.

"HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!" I hear sounds of a hundred men shouting in a rythmic manner. I take a peek once more to see me in a traditional japanese mansion with a front yard bigger than the whole village with hundreds of men doing martial moves and at the same time screaming every time they make a move.

We are entering a red mansion. I see maids using traditional kimono dress going left and right cleaning the floor.

Entering a very large and glamorous hall with a collosal budha statue sitting in the middle of the room.

Next to the budha statue is a cross section. One leads to the left and one leads to the right.

I was expecting a turn but it didn't happen. We instead went straight pass the budha statue, ignoring the cross section.

Where are they leading us to?

I can only look up, so I can't see what's upfront.

After around a minute walking on a straight line seemingly headed into an endless straight route, we come to a halt.

One of the men goes to the front and I hear a button being pressed. Soon, I also hear the sound of an elevator opening.

We entered and I sense that the elevator is going down.

Let's see who's the man behind the making of the Ruler system. The man that has a front yard bigger than my village.

Let's see if he's worthy to be my employer— or conversely, he will become my employee.