Training Facility.
Staff Member exclusive classroom.
If called during breakfast.
All Staff Members? This is serious.
“…Indeed, with the exception of those who are absent for part of the reason, everyone is here.”
Hubbub hubbub hubbub hubbub
The reason we were suddenly gathered was because of an order from above… the Sage.
I, like the others around me.
“Eh? A command from the Sage? ”
I blended in with the rest of the crowd.
“That’s right. Based on the current training results, the Sage deemed it highly unreasonable and decided to weed out those who show no prospect of growth.”
“Th-then does that mean we too…”
Staff Members who have Otherworlders reluctant to train.
That we would be caught up in it too.
Finally being killed, they sent questions to the Reporter.
If told yes, they’d immediately unleash magic.
Amidst the confusion, they’d make a desperate move to get outside the Dome.
“No, you are not at fault.”
“Phew.”
A sigh of relief.
But, it might be a lie to induce complacency.
An unsettling atmosphere began to drift again.
Whether the Reporter knew it or not.
He explained in more detail.
Hmm, hmm.
We must cooperate without the Otherworlders noticing.
And safely dispose of the weeded-out individuals.
That’s impossible! If people disappear, they’ll notice.
Even if we make up a reason.
There are definitely some who are sharp.
This is starting to look like a scenario where we bid farewell to this Dome life…
“I’m counting on you. The Sage has given us a deadline of two weeks. We too shall strive to meet the Sage’s expectations.”
“Yes.”
Everyone swallowed the words, “You’re not going to help, are you!?”
And replied without a pause.
After the Reporter left the room.
Consultations with neighbors and friends.
“Heath, what do we do?”
“What do you mean, what do we do?”
“It’s impossible.”
Consultation with Cass and Hololog.
Hubbub Aah, aah, no, no, that’s a bit…
The strategy meeting was quickly dismissed, fearing suspicion from the Otherworlders waiting in the cafeteria.
At night, they made a promise to each other before parting, to continue the discussion in their shared rooms or in a hidden spot within the facility.
“You two better not keep all the good ideas to yourself!”
“We’ll be okay.”
I’m anxious. Terribly anxious.
After all, the quickest way is probably mind control.
With the magic and pharmaceutical knowledge of the Magic Kingdom.
We have these two things.
The Otherworlders are still fledglings unfamiliar with magic and pharmaceuticals.
Now, they’ll obediently listen to us, the parent birds…
Returning to the cafeteria, I claimed that more subjects had been added to the training curriculum.
And concluded the day’s training with lectures, magic target practice, and mock close-combat battles.
“Huff, huff, thank you, we’re…”
“Make sure to rest your bodies well. Tomorrow, we’ll focus more on mental fortitude.”
“Yeeeessss…”
Good, if I tire them out this much, they won’t wander around at night except for bathroom breaks.
Recently, there are those who are investigating the facility’s layout.
If that kind of person leaks our secret caregiving content, it’s game over.
Shared room.
“Sorry, I’m late.”
As Cass entered the room, she apologized for being late.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“You came because… you were afraid of being seen by someone, right?”
“Yeah.”
Whisper, whisper, Hmm, hmm.
We brainstormed ideas.
Each time, we pondered and speculated on the consequences of executing an idea.
And rejected them, deeming the demerits too great if we were caught.
We also considered combining various ideas.
But, to our dismay, our confidence in cooperating with the others was shaky.
That’s what it all came down to.
“It’s the first time.”
“There’s still over a week left.”
Ah, this is a flag.
…
Three days before the deadline, in the morning.
As expected, everyone is on their own.
Their own ideas were deemed absolutely correct and became a hindrance.
As predictable, the flag was triggered.
“Seriously, what are we gonna do…”
If they get caught by the Otherworlders by acting on their own.
The responsibility will fall solely on me, like sitting on a bed of needles.
Well, I only have to discard my body.
But the others are getting scared…
Staff Member exclusive classroom.
“So, can you get it done by the deadline? Hmm? Hey, you guys don’t mean…”
“We will surely carry out the Sage’s orders!”
“Is that so? Then I have nothing more to say to you.”
Dismissed.
“What are we gonna do?”
Before returning to the room where our assigned Otherworlders were waiting, the three of us gathered.
As soon as we met, we simultaneously asked what we should do.
“…”
We exchanged silent glances.
And headed towards the room where the Otherworlders were.
Our eyes conveyed it.
We would dispose of those to be disposed of, in our own way.
The assigned ones are no good. They’ll definitely postpone it until the last day and be ruined. And they’ll drag us down with them.
“We’re definitely doing it tonight.”
Apologizing to the Otherworlders, explaining that the staff meeting had run long.
Training to increase magic resistance.
“Sleep,
“Kuuu… *thud*… zzzz”
I cast it more powerfully than usual.
They probably won’t wake up even if I shout.
I was thinking about doing it tonight, which is too lenient.
The moment I saw their first impressions, I realized.
Ah, they’ve sensed our suspicion.
So, I’m moving up the schedule.
And heading to eliminate the targets for disposal right now.
“Ah, this is such a hassle.”
Why do I have to clean up after other people?
Even if it’s a woman I don’t find attractive, I don’t want to clean up her mess.
Mumbling, mumbling.
I muttered as I headed to the target classroom.
Along the way, the staff looked at me strangely.
“Just on a short break. Going to wash my hands.”
“Oh, I see.”
They probably thought I was slacking off.
It feels like they do, right? I understand.
It’s natural to find it suspicious if a staff member is wandering around at this hour.
But, I’m doing my job, the Sage’s job that you all love.
“Well then.”
“Yes.”
