When I walked through the bent and torn-apart metal bar door, the atmosphere changed yet again. There was no wallpaper and the floors and walls were made of smooth silver stainless steel. It felt like being thrown into a giant sink.

It was just like that tunnel.

The area no longer seemed lived in.

Both Archenemies and “personnel” had likely walked through the previous rooms and pa.s.sageways, and some consideration had been given to that fact. But this was different. It felt like this place had been created “only” for the undead like Erika and Ayumi.

“Now things are finally feeling like a secret lab,” said the Swimsuit Cla.s.s Rep.

“It isn’t often you find a lab that feels too open.”

There were a few doors along the hallway.

When we checked inside, we found a room with small doors along one wall. They were far thicker and st.u.r.dier than coin lockers. The silver metal doors contained digital counters that flashed with a red light.

“Minus forty degrees.”

“You could hammer a nail with a banana.”

“No, Maxwell. When you’re saying that with the Cla.s.s Rep’s voice, you have to say it would ‘make your banana rock hard’.”

“Sure. Once the simulation is complete, I will use every recorded address I have to share that valuable opinion with everyone.”

“I get that you want to kill me, so will you forgive me if I bow down and beg?”

Yes, I had finally remembered.

This too was based on movies and dramas and I had never seen the real thing, but these rows of small thick doors were a lot like the morgues I had seen on police dramas.

To be honest, I was hesitant to open them.

But I was the only one around to reach the truth. The more I averted my gaze, the more I would regret it later.

I turned the lever to unlock one door and then opened it.

Something white burst out and the contents were sent out by an electric slide.

At first, it looked like a transparent gla.s.s coffin.

But it wasn’t.

“Is that…ice?”

“User, that is not the surprising point. What has been frozen is what matters.”

I knew that.

My brain was trying to run away. I was afraid to look directly at it.

A girl even younger than me was frozen there. She only wore a thin surgical gown and it barely hid her body at all. She was lying on her back, her eyes were closed, and her hands were clasped in front of her chest. Due to her pale skin and the abnormal environment, the sight did not inspire any l.u.s.t. But I had a feeling that was the greatest insult to this girl.

Just looking at her, I could not tell how she was different from a human.

I checked the small nameplate above the door. It said Scylla.

“What’s a Scylla?”

“A female monster from Greek Mythology. It has twelve legs and six heads and it is said to have killed and devoured six voyaging heroes.”

“You’re kidding, right? But this girl’s body looks perfectly normal.”

“There are various theories as to the Scylla’s origin, but one of them says a beautiful girl was turned into a monster by a witch’s potion.”

So was she the Scylla itself that could switch back and forth using potions? Or was she the witch who could mix the potion to create a Scylla? There was no way to tell now that she was on ice.

I looked away from her and checked the rows of doors.

The nameplates were small and hard to read, but I could see several other names: Yaksha, Harpy, Troll, Aka Manto, Leanan Sidhe. The temperature display had vanished from some of the doors. Those three were labelled Werewolf, Shoggoth, and Berserk. What did that mean? I tried opening one, but it was empty, leaving me with no hint.

“This reminds of the stories of coin locker babies.”

“It would certainly be unprecedented if every last locker had a baby in it.”

The edges of the nameplates had small scratches on them. And they were not there by accident. They seemed to be a sign or tally marks, but for what, I couldn’t tell.

I started looking away from the doors…and then I noticed something and quickly looked back.

“I found it…”

“Found what? …Oh.”

“Zombie and Vampire.”

“There are likely more specimens than just those two.”

Those two doors also had no temperature display.

I opened them and found no one inside.

I had a bad feeling about this.

The edges of those two nameplates were covered in small scratches. It was far more than any other specimen.

A computer sat on a work desk. I moved the mouse to cancel the screensaver and it displayed some kind of graph. I recognized some things there. The name fields had entries like Harpy and Troll and the numbers were also familiar. I checked back and found they really did match the number of scratches on the nameplates.

The lowest number was one.

And they all cleanly came to a stop at five.

But the Vampire and Zombie entries rose above that.

It looked like an error that caused something to ignore the set upper limit.

But what did the graph mean?

“Thinking about it isn’t going to give me the answer.”

I left the room and found there weren’t many rooms left to check. The climax was nigh. I was approaching the truth of Level 4. The Swimsuit Cla.s.s Rep and I could only follow the path. We pa.s.sed some zombies or vampires in lab coats or protective suits, but they had almost all killed each other after intense fighting.

We came to an especially large door.

It had likely been solidly locked. Perhaps even more so than the round shelter doors. Unlike the metal bars before, this had not been destroyed with brute strength. There were b.l.o.o.d.y handprints around, so it had likely been unlocked with the fingerprint and iris of whoever was in charge, just like Ayumi had done at the hospital.

And this was a double door.

I could tell something special lay ahead, so I gulped.

Levels 1 through 3 had been bad enough. And Level 4 was bound to go far beyond that. But I could rid myself of all regrets if I stepped through that door. Whether it was by coincidence or whatever else, I had to see it after coming this far.

“Maxwell.”

“Sure.”

After our brief exchange, we hesitantly slipped through the gap in the double door.

And we found…

A round s.p.a.ce even larger than a gym.

“…”

There were no strange torture tools and no pile of sinister weapons. The large open s.p.a.ce may have looked like an anticlimax.

But it was not.

A p.r.i.c.kling pressure a.s.saulted my entire body. This was a place of concentrated death, where many lives had been lost. An atmosphere of regret and shame clung to me like heavy oil. Even if it had been scrubbed clean, even if all the splattered blood and flesh had been wiped away, and even if 99.9% of the germs had been killed with antibacterial sheets and silver ion spray, there was something that could never be cleaned away. And this place was inundated by that unknown factor.

It wasn’t set up to remove the air and create a vacuum, to spray out poison gas, or to become a giant microwave.

There was nothing here.

And that was what made it so strange.

This was Level 4, the deepest level with so much death covering it. So the lack of any obvious malice only made it more frightening.

This should not have happened.

After coming this far, how could I truly find “nothing”?

“Eh heh. Eh heh heh. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised we wound up here in the end.”

“Yes. This is the best place to settle things once and for all. We swore we would escape here when we were trapped in this spider web, but if we’re going to settle things between us, maybe this was the only real option, Onee-chan.”

Near the center of the round s.p.a.ce, my sisters faced each other like a quick draw from a Western.

Neither one had any p.a.w.ns left. It was only the two sisters facing each other with their b.l.o.o.d.y clothing fluttering in the air. It was an extremely primitive style of battle.

And after I saw that, it finally clicked into place for me.

Levels 1 through 3 were used to dispose of Archenemies who were deemed unable to adapt to human society. And the higher the number, the more thoroughly they would be destroyed.

So what was Level 4?

If the previous cooking equipment, hardware tools, and chemical tubs were not enough to fully destroy them, what final secret did the Bright Cross have waiting in this underground world of theirs?

Would they use a cross or holy water?

Would they detonate a nuclear or thermobaric bomb underground?

No. A cross or holy water wouldn’t work against a virus-created zombie girl like my little sister and a nuclear bomb wouldn’t necessarily kill an occult being like my older sister. To be absolutely certain, Level 4 would need a more definitive and appropriate fighting force.

I just had to remember what I had seen.

The Scylla had been sleeping in something like a morgue. But was that really a corpse? If they wanted to dispose of her, why would they preserve her? And would anything be left over to preserve?

Also, this round s.p.a.ce had been protected by an abnormally thick double door. It was almost like a prison gate meant to ensure no one could escape once they were placed inside.

In other words…

“Is this a colosseum where the captured undead are made to kill each other!?”

It was a truly horrific idea.

I started to think I was a crazy s.a.d.i.s.t just for coming up with the idea.

But my sisters reacted differently.

Instead of expressing disgust or scorn, they laughed.

“Yes, I was the colosseum’s master of victory. No matter how many matches they made me fight in a row and no matter how much of an advantage they gave my opponents, I would always survive, so they were at their wit’s end trying to find a way to dispose of this vampire of the night.”

“Yes, I was the colosseum’s master of escape. I would remove my st.i.tches so I would fall apart and pretend I was defeated. And when they would throw me out, I would escape from this spider web as a zombie of the day.”

The thick door would never open until one or the other was dead.

By continually dividing the total number by two, this round s.p.a.ce would reliably reduce the number of Archenemies. And within those never-ending battles, victory earned them nothing and a single defeat meant death. Those days had to have been true h.e.l.l.

“Just like a casino’s win rates are fine-tuned to profit the house, we were doomed to destruction. Yes, in just five battles, the demon of statistics would bare its fangs.”

“But we survived. We told statistics and probability to eat s.h.i.+t and miraculously slipped through the gaps of the supposedly absolute parameters. We clenched our teeth and held onto our lives. We were stained with blood and crawled pathetically forward, but we had to use every means available to us.”

But in that h.e.l.l, they had survived.

They had done whatever was necessary.

All while praying they would one day be freed from this prison of blood and gore.

“…Why?”

I could not suppress my voice.

Why had they never given up hope? The words in my mind were terribly inappropriate and seemed to reject the lives they had lived. It may have sounded like mocking those two for grabbing at straw while they drowned.

But the question still came to mind.

How had they maintained hope in a s.p.a.ce so steeped in cruel malice? Even if they had been released into the outside world for some reason, why had they thought they could adjust to and blend into human society and all of its ignorant smiles?

This was a disaster environment simulator.

The parameters it was given had been ridiculous, but Erika and Ayumi could do this same thing in the real world.

So why hadn’t they destroyed the world in their despair?

The answer was simple.

With a small smile, the zombie girl and vampire girl gave their answer.

“Because I met you, of course.”

“Because I met you, Onii-chan.”

That acted as a trigger.

Their first step sounded like an explosion and they charged straight toward each other. At this point, they did not bother attacking with a large group or cleverly manipulating the normal people.

It was one-on-one.

They grabbed each other’s thrusting hands, pulled at their hair, opened their mouths, and tried to bite the other. The zombie went for the vampire and vampire for the zombie. They knew they could not just conveniently turn the other to their side, but they did it anyway. They knew the risks and they showed no fear of their own destruction. They did not have the luxury of neatly and elegantly facing each other. One pushed the other down, the other spun around, and they rolled along the ground, trying to come out on top.

“Ahh, ahh!! It’s all coming back to me and it’s p.i.s.sing me off! I had set up the perfect escape plan, but on that day, you decided to rush in and bite me for some reason!!”

“You were the one that had set me up to destroy you for your plan, so what’s wrong with getting something out of it for myself!?”

They sounded as carefree as girls. .h.i.tting each other with stuffed animals and cus.h.i.+ons, but their fangs and claws tore through their clothes and soft skin.

The sisters shouted at each other even as they were soaked in red.

“But, Onee-chan, you got careless and they found us right away!! If it had only been me, I could have escaped to the outside world and lived in hiding!!”

“Oh, dear. But isn’t that your own responsibility for looking after me when I couldn’t move around during the day? As your big sister, I thought that kind memory made for a nice story.”

“Fuguu…!!”

“Oh, my, my☆ It makes you that embarra.s.sed?”

They had gone beyond normal injuries. They had more than just torn skin and red blood oozing out.

I saw pink things, white things, soft things, and hard things. So much was visible in their wounds that I was amazed the human body contained all that.

“But there’s one thing I can never forgive you for!!”

“I’m so jealous that you can be so honest about this.”

“If I had escaped on my own, only I would have met Onii-chan there!! But then you and your b.o.o.bs had to interfere!!”

“Hee hee. But it was so obvious where Satori-kun was looking, so I couldn’t help but tease him a little.”

“You b.o.o.b monster!!”

“Oh? Well you’re a…a…um, do you have anything, Ayumi-chan?”

“Fuguu!!”

Had I met them somewhere before?

That would have been before the remarriage. Nothing else made sense. They were talking about how they had been “quickly taken back” and yet they had never vanished since they started living with us.

“What’s wrong, Onee-chan!? Is your belly so full you can’t move!?”

“What about you, Ayumi-chan? Do you need to eat more flesh to regain your strength!?”

Which meant…

They seemed to suddenly remember I was watching, so they looked over at me while continuing their death match.

“That was when we gained hope.”

“If the outside world had someone like that, it seemed like a shame to destroy it.”

“So we bore with it when they brought us back to this spider web.”

“We worked to score a perfect 100 to delight those villains who forced the disgusting human rules on us while pretending they were good people.”

What had I said?

When I had met them long ago, what had I told them without knowing their situation?

If I restarted the simulator with administrator privileges and entered the necessary parameters, it was possible I could find the answer.

But that wasn’t necessary.

As my sisters fought to the death, they spoke together.

“This is what you said☆”

“ ‘Then if you bite me too, can we all be friends together?’ ”

They were not horrific monsters.

They did not need to be disposed of just because they could not adapt to the spreading human society.

Those sparkling eyes had seemed to admire something.

It was not the same as giving in and obeying. It was not the same as “allowing” them to live among the ever-growing human population.

That was the human side taking a step toward the undead side.

It was a desire to join them.

No.

It was because those pure words had been ignorant of everything involved that they had reached those girls’ worn-down hearts.

They had reached their hearts and reminded them of something.

“Ridiculous, isn’t it? Those words knew nothing of the world’s pain and suffering! But they still saved us!! We were willing to give up on anything and we were fine with breaking our fangs or throwing away our wings. We just wanted to meet that boy again!! We wanted to become the wonderful person he saw us as!!”

“But at the same time, we wanted to become the kind of undead that could impress that boy when we met him again!! A mythical G.o.d? The ruler of h.e.l.l? A legendary hero? We wanted to show him the ultimate Archenemy that could flick all of those aside with ease!!”

Finally.

When I heard that, I felt like a mystery had been solved.

And I don’t mean the disgusting colosseum or the Bright Cross. I meant the very first mystery: why had my sisters begun this fight when they usually got along so well?

If a zombie and vampire went all out, which one would win?

It should have been a casual comment in my phone conversation with the Cla.s.s Rep. It should have been an idle question.

But it had been a decisive statement that caught at Ayumi and Erika in a gentle and soft place.

So there had been no stopping them.

The disaster environment simulator was only a rehearsal. It was only a digital farce with a little more detail than a video game. But they would settle it here. Those sisters who shared everything were willing to devour each other’s flesh and blood to keep the t.i.tle of the #1 undead for herself.

They did not want to give it up.

That was the humanity inside those Archenemies’ hearts.

“…Maxwell.”

“Sure.”

“Using any privileges you can, is there any way of ending the simulation here?”

“There is not. Your privileges have been rewritten, so administrator privileges are temporarily unusable. And as Amatsu Erika and Ayumi used your hard key, none of you have greater privileges than the others. That reduces the risk of a single user possessing all privileges, but at the same time…”

“Things tend to get stuck in the status quo. So none of us can stop it.”

“It all comes down to whether the zombie or vampire will win. The result processing will begin once that is settled in some fas.h.i.+on.”

Of course it would.

We wouldn’t be trapped in this virtual world forever. If one of my sisters died as they rolled around and tore at each other’s flesh and blood, we would be safely returned to the real world. That would probably happen in another five or ten minutes.

But I didn’t want that.

Even if it wasn’t logical, I just couldn’t accept this.

If the undead devoured each other and either the vampire or zombie died, we could all smile with our happy ending. That was the best method and the optimum answer, so we had to go with it no matter how cruel it was.

That sounded like the Bright Cross’s reasoning, so I wanted to vomit. It was no different than Level 4’s colosseum.

This battle had begun with Erika and Ayumi’s selfish desires.

They had forced me to go along with it.

So…

I would make sure it was my selfish desire that ended it!!

The intent of the simulation didn’t matter.

I would tear down that pre-established harmony.

I didn’t want this.

I understood how they felt.

But that wasn’t the same as unconditionally accepting those feelings.

What could be more obvious? If your sisters were trying to kill each other and wouldn’t stop until one of them was soaked in the other’s blood and the other was lying in a pool of blood, anyone would want to stop it.

I was here.

I could affect this. It was possible I could change something.

Even if it was as trivial as a breeze rustling the leaves in a tree.

I couldn’t just watch on without doing anything. How could I!? I had to reflexively tell them this was wrong! Isn’t that what family is for!?

I knew Ayumi was the type to boldly charge forward and then later start to nervously wonder if she should have done that. She liked sunbathing despite being a zombie, she had poor taste in clothing despite following all the fads, and she would come crying to me on the weekends, forcing me to go shopping with her. She was incredibly athletic and loved moving her body, but she worried on her own that it wouldn’t be fair to join a team when she was an Archenemy!!

And I knew Erika would readily pout her lips despite how mature she looked. She was a vampire, but she would freak out and cling to me if a single roach crawled out from behind a dresser or cabinet. She needed to drink fresh blood, but she still loved eating a normal meal while we all sat around the table. And she was smart enough to do just about anything, but on her career planning form, she straight up wrote that her dream for the future was to become a lovely wife!!

I knew them.

I truly knew them.

They were not throwaway characters from an RPG or FPS. They weren’t monsters created only to be defeated by someone. They could think, worry, suffer, struggle, and work to reach for happiness! I knew they were their own people with their own personalities!!!!!!

So.

I only had a split-second opening.

As Erika tried to get on top, she used her leg to kick Ayumi away, creating a slight opening. In that instant, they planned to charge right back at each other before they could even catch their breath.

If I was going to end everything and interfere, it had to be there!!

“Wha-…ah!?”

“Satori-kun!!”

They cried out in surprise, but it was too late.

I heard something soft being torn.

They had opened their mouths wide to target each other’s throats, but those jaws and fangs mercilessly rushed toward me instead.

The zombie and the vampire both bit me at the same moment.

There was no saving me now. But this was for the best. At the very least, I might not have to watch my beautiful older sister and cute little sister cough up blood and tear their organs apart.

I had eliminated that possibility.

It was a small difference, but I had to fill it.

Even if it was one piece at a time.

That was the only way to reach the impossibly distant stars.

“Ah, ahh, ahhh.”

“It can’t be. Is this flavor…ugh…Satori-kun’s…?”

Honestly.

Why were they freaking out now?

I had been forced to watch this the entire time. Even if it was only virtual, I had been forced to see both of them trying to kill each other all this time.

It was time they felt even an instant of that pain.

It was time they saw the suffering that had brought me.

As they stepped back in confusion, I reached out to them. I pulled them back in and pressed their lips against my b.l.o.o.d.y neck.

I wasn’t going to let them escape after all this.

I wasn’t going to die for no reason.

I would settle this once and for all.

But in a way they had never expected!!

“Erika, Ayumi. You seem to be mistaken about something.”

“Wh-what are you-…?”

“A battle between a zombie and a vampire isn’t about a physical brawl. It’s a battle of infection, right? Isn’t that why you needed a simulator? So what good is forgetting that and starting to grab at each other’s hair…?”

I tried to say more, but blood caught in my throat and I choked a bit before continuing.

I couldn’t die yet.

I couldn’t let go of my consciousness until I had said this.

“So your final battle needs to be one of infection, right? Since there are no more survivors around and you can’t go for benchmarks in quant.i.ty, you’ll have to settle for something on a smaller scale.”

“Onii-chan, do you mean…?”

“A zombie and a vampire.” I let out a weak breath. “According to you, it’s hard to turn a zombie into a vampire or vice-versa. But if both of you bite a normal person at the same time, which one will infect the victim’s body first? Which will take control? Which will become my master? …Isn’t that the perfect challenge? At the very least, it sounds more exciting than the kind of brawl you could have in the real world…”

My mind was fading.

My vision was falling into darkness.

Mixing them together had apparently been a bad idea. I had never had my blood sucked by a vampire or been bitten by a zombie, but this had to have been worse than a normal reaction.

“Onii-chan! Wait, Onii-chan! Why are you going pale!? Why aren’t your eyes moving properly!?”

“U-urp…! I let my guard down because it’s only virtual. I never thought it would be this painful to see up close!!”

You morons.

But I was glad. The fact that they went pale here was proof that they were “human”. They had caused pandemonium inside the simulator, but there was more to them than that.

“…”

At any rate, this settled things.

But how would it turn out?

Which did I think would win? After being bitten by both a vampire and a zombie, which did I think would rule me?

No, that wasn’t quite the right question.

Which did I hope would win?

“I think Erika will win and I will become a vampire.”

“I think Ayumi will win and I will become a zombie.”

The zombie and vampire outbreaks both began here.

The situation was detected by the Weather Spheres and by the intelligence team’s drone.

But the central team was slow to make a decision. The situation progressed while we planned to s.n.a.t.c.h away the zombies and vampires and cover up the situation without the more than three hundred students and faculty noticing.

As it was daytime, the zombies had the advantage. The infection spread from the aforementioned high school.

A few blocks around the shopping district were consumed.

The Bright Cross was split on how to respond.

The central team that focuses on the underground activity wanted to prioritize a cover up, but the intelligence team that works aboveground wished to prioritize rescuing people. In the name of preserving secrecy, the central team refused to allow normal citizens underground and a portion of the aboveground intelligence team split from the Bright Cross.

The vampires began manipulating information in secret.

At this point, they had at least sent spies to the city council, police stations, and broadcast stations. It is also estimated that they are working with an Upior that can move freely during the day, but our net has yet to catch it.

With the vampires and normal citizens pursuing them, the zombies invaded Kukyou Zoo. By infecting many animals and freeing them from their cages, the panic has spread. Animals and plants not from the zoo have also been seen infected.

The vampires have given up indirectly controlling normal citizens and are fighting back at full strength.

The runaway portion of the intelligence team seems to have used a tour bus to pick up normal citizens, but they were attacked by the zombies and wiped out.

The police stations, city council, and the city’s other important inst.i.tutions are overrun with vampires from within the barricades. The damage has also spread within the unofficial shelters where the normal citizens have gathered in theatres and stadiums. The vampires are taking over and gaining the upper hand. The devastating damage to the city infrastructure has sent shockwaves through the Bright Cross as well.

After a meeting, the central team has given up on solving this problem using only Kukyou City’s own forces. a.s.sistance from the JSDF and other external forces has been requested.

The JSDF answered our request and sent a unit of helicopters into Kukyou City (on the pretext of responding to a natural disaster).

But the vampires wiped out the helicopter unit. Seeing the gravity of the situation, the JSDF has given up on saving the Bright Cross and normal citizens and is instead focusing on preventing the damage from spreading. The bridges and tunnels were destroyed, isolating the entire city.

Definite flaws in the Bright Cross’s chain of command are appearing.

The central team continues giving impossible orders and the response team, intelligence team, medical team, and cleanup teams are losing faith in them and growing more disobedient.

The zombies have attacked Kukyou Dam.

To preserve the secret hidden in the reservoir lake, most of the remaining intelligence team and response team were sent out, but the dam was still destroyed.

Not only does this expose the bottom of the dam, but the flooding of the entire city will cause problems later. The various doors cannot be opened due to the water pressure, so we are trapped inside.

The chain of command has entirely collapsed, so the Bright Cross can no longer function as an organization.

We are only given simplistic or short-sighted resistance or evacuation missions and they are simply a waste of time.

Meanwhile, the vampires were allowed to ring the Upior’s bell, securing them a large number of p.a.w.ns set up during the day.

The sporadic fighting between the zombies and vampires continues, but the Bright Cross cannot head out to confirm.

The zombies had already flooded the city and now the vampires have presumably used the legend of the Varcolaci’s lunar eclipse to create a false asteroid strike which has annihilated the central business district. Kukyou City has entirely ceased to function as a city. The JSDF has temporarily withdrawn and pulled back their line of defense. It was discovered the vampires’ leader has a cellphone and a government negotiator attempted to contact her, but she refused to speak.

After the flooding sealed the doors and the false asteroid strike outside, the Bright Cross’s opinions are split over whether we should hole up here or head outside.

The one door we can open is the one in the elevated hospital, but a zombie has attacked there. The zombie seems to have stolen the fingerprint and iris of a Bright Cross member still in the hospital and unlocked the door that way.

The surface group in that hospital was annihilated in the second false asteroid strike.

The zombies and vampires entered through Underground Tunnel Network 228D, so the Bright Cross has lost our only exit.

The response team and cleanup team attempted a final resistance but were defeated.

The invasion of the zombie and vampire could not be stopped.

The infection has spread deep into the facility and all functions as an organization have ceased.

The report from the Maxwell Civilian Cooperative Disaster Environment Simulator has been given a secrecy cla.s.sification of S.

The provided data is incredibly useful, but great care must be taken in how it is used. If anyone treats this treasure trove of data as ridiculous excess, they must lack the intelligence to take part in this project.

The most valuable information is the time schedule with which the zombies and vampires brought Kukyou City to ruin and how pathetically reactionary every one of our actions was.

Let me put it simply.

If this exact scenario occurred in reality, we would be helpless with our current equipment and the number of victims would be the same.

The Weather Spheres distributed throughout the city, the Underground Tunnel Network creating a retrieval infrastructure, the heavily-armed response team meant to use those tunnels, and the Level 1-4 disposal rooms are all meaningless. This could not be more obvious by the fact that the Archenemies were allowed inside our underground base at the end.

We must reform our system ASAP.

Also, we must avoid taking any hasty action in response to this. If we take any forceful measures driven by anxiety or fear, we will leave holes open for the vampires and zombies to attack and I do not even want to think how many people they will turn into their p.a.w.ns. We must also be very cautious how we handle Amatsu Satori, the boy who owns the simulator. This was only a virtual field reproduced by physics calculations on a machine build by an amateur with no help from a university and with no educational history, so it has almost no credibility. No matter what he announces to the world, we can silence him by calling it a simulation based on erroneous calculations, but we could also dispose of the boy for coming into contact with these secrets. But if we rush to do so, it would make an enemy of both the vampire and the zombie. Acting without a plan could easily provide a short-term victory but a long-term defeat.

This has also increased the possibility that we would ultimately fail if we attempted to seal off this land like the penal colony it once was. Do not forget that a single mistake could lead an entire nation to ruin after they asked the Bright Cross for protection.

Although that could change if we could establish a new order.

Make sure you do not crush that slight remaining hope with short-sighted thinking.

We will conquer all “disasters”.

And we are well aware that “they” exceed human understanding.

-Bright Cross Disaster Prevention Foundation Central Team