Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Never Betray Me
Amuro Toru raised his hands in surrender. "Yes, yes. I'll help you sort it out later, okay, Princess?"
"Zero Zero is the Princess." Olga said, clenching her fists and placing them on her chest as before, and gave Amuro Toru a knight's salute in an exaggerated manner, "Princess!"
Amuro Toru helplessly took advantage of Olga's moment of getting up and flicked her forehead, causing the child to protest again by covering her forehead.
During this time, Dr. Amos stood by and watched all this with a smile. After Olga had finished making trouble, he and Amuro Toru briefly introduced themselves to each other, and then Dr. Amos led the two of them into the depths of the research institute.
"It's been so many years, and I don't know how Hou Si and Elena are doing. I haven't seen them for a long time." Dr. Amos suddenly said this with emotion in the long corridor of the research institute with cold light.
Atsushi and Elena? ...Miyano?!
Toru Amuro became alert almost instantly.
Is that the one he was thinking of... Elena Miyano?
Why would this Dr. Amos suddenly bring up the Miyano couple? Oh, and he seems pretty familiar with Olga. ...This is so suspicious.
In the past few years since Toru Amuro joined the organization, he has only heard some news about Shiho Miyano. As for the Miyano couple, there has been no news about them at all. It is only said that they are doing research for the organization.
Although Toru Amuro felt that the Miyano couple might have met with an accident, he still had to hold on to a glimmer of hope.
"They're doing well," Olga said, her words unchanged from previous years. "It seems they moved back to Japan with Shiho this year."
Toru Amuro looked at Olga, but saw that she looked normal, with a smile that was neither distant nor too intimate.
She had obviously never even met Miyano Shiho, yet she spoke so naturally.
"Oh, that's great." Dr. Amos paused and pushed open a door. "Come to think of it, Shiho should be about your age now. Although... I still miss working with them, husband and wife."
Olga smiled at Dr. Amos and entered the room first. Amuro Toru exchanged a glance with Dr. Amos, then, somewhat hesitantly, followed Olga into the room after him, under his affable smile.
*
This should be a laboratory.
Amuro Toru looked around.
The lab equipment wasn't the latest model, and even looked quite old. There were no signs of recent use. However, everything was clean, and looked like it had been maintained.
Dr. Amos did not follow in, it seemed that he only walked with them for a short distance while greeting Olga.
The laboratory was illuminated by cold white light, making all the metal and glass products inside emit a cold and sharp edge, giving people an inexplicable feeling of discomfort.
gloomy and cold.
This is the first impression of this laboratory, even though the room temperature is very comfortable.
But Olga seemed to be very accustomed to the atmosphere here, and even... a rare sense of stability appeared on her.
Toru Amuro watched her fingertips slowly and lovingly move across a row of various glassware, finally stopping on a cylindrical glass container.
The glass container was large, like an aquarium tank. It was a liquid-based living organism culture tank.
According to the plot of science fiction movies, this culture tank should be filled with bubbling liquid medicine, connected to a tube, soaked in—
No, wait!
Toru Amuro was shocked by his own unreasonable association.
He quickly turned his gaze to Olga, only to see her standing in front of the glass culture jar, her head slightly raised, staring at it in a trance with an expression that seemed both obsessed and nostalgic.
The culture tank was huge, about the height of an adult, and Olga looked so small next to it.
It was as if she was about to disappear. Amuro Toru suddenly had this absurd idea.
He kept telling himself that, based on that "secret," all his speculations were reasonable and he shouldn't be so flustered. But... he didn't hope to be right this time.
Olga spoke.
She turned her head to the side, and Toru Amuro could only see half of her face flickering in the cold white light, with a gloomy look and a smile.
"The day I came into this world is almost here. Every year at this time, I always want to come back and take a look."
Toru Amuro saw Olga tilting her head slightly, as if she was telling an irrelevant story.
"Lingling, haven't you always been curious about my background?" She opened her arms, as if enthusiastically introducing her family to him, "Look, these are my 'parents'."
Amuro Toru opened his lips, he felt he should say something, but his throat felt tight and he couldn't utter a word.
*
Olga wasn't a product of nature, she came from a laboratory, and she knew that from a very early age.
She thought that if she had a choice, she probably would not want to come into this world - she never thanked the researchers who gave her life.
It was a very old story, related to the organization's most core secrets.
…
"The Miyanos and Amos collaborated on this experiment, and they called it 'Kristen.'" That's why Dr. Amos called Olga "Kristen."
Later, she changed "Kristen" to "Kriss" as her last name.
The researchers called her "Christine."
Vermouth calls her "Alsace".
She named herself "Olga".
She seems to have never touched upon reality, as if the existence of Olga Alsace Kriss was stitched together by countless coincidences.
*
This is unethical research. However, the organization does not consider ethical issues to be worth mentioning.
"Unfortunately, the Miyano couple didn't live to see me. They probably died in the fire when I was just a cell."
Olga didn't look lonely when she said this, she even seemed to be narrating something very ordinary.
However, Toru Amuro felt as if his heart was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and he no longer had the time to pay attention to the obviously problematic fire that claimed the lives of the Miyano couple.
Olga was just one of the countless experiments conducted by the organization. Before her birth, this experiment had not even been taken seriously by the organization.
After the Miyano couple "disappeared", Olga, who was only one cell at the time, was left with only Dr. Amos to guard and care for her.
"The organization had probably decided to abandon this experiment by then."
Even Amos, filled with remorse, wanted to destroy it all.
If only there were a little more, Olga would not exist in this world.
But for some reason, the organization did not immediately take action to eliminate Dr. Amos, and Amos probably had a trace of compassion.
Thus, by chance, Olga was born from that huge liquid-based living organism culture tank.
Her birth immediately attracted the gentleman's great attention.
Her genes had been edited, she had been taking that "dream drug" almost since she was still a cell, and her cell vitality was far higher than that of an ordinary person...
"Look." Olga picked up a scalpel and cut a long cut on her wrist without blinking and smiling.
Bright red blood gushed out instantly.
"Olia!"
Toru Amuro rushed over almost instantly. He snatched the sharp knife from Olga's hand and threw it aside. He held her bleeding wrist and was a little panicked for a moment.
"...Yes, to the hospital. Let's go to the hospital now."
He grabbed Olga and ran towards the door.
This is my wrist. What if I injure an artery?!
"It's fine."
Amuro Toru felt Olga pat his back gently. There was even a hint of laughter in her words.
"In two hours at most, the wound will heal to the point where no trace will be visible." Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, Olga's voice was still a little weak even as she said this.
Her lips turned pale, but the corners of her lips were still raised. "Maybe, even if they fire a cannon at my heart, I won't die."
"Olga!" Amuro Toru interrupted her monologue loudly.
Olga was stunned by Amuro Toru's rare anger. She stared blankly at his tightly furrowed brows, not understanding why he was angry.
Toru Amuro knelt on one knee in front of Olga, holding her shoulders tightly with both hands.
Olga felt that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.
"Listen, Olya." Amuro Toru took a deep breath, his face more serious than Olga had ever seen. "Even if you will recover soon, you can't hurt yourself casually. Never do that."
He gently lifted Olga's wounded wrist and said gently but solemnly, "You and we bleed the same bright red blood. You feel pain, and you feel sad... You are no different from us."
"So, Olga, never hurt yourself."
Olga felt her head buzzing and she felt drowsy. Her usually diligent brain seemed to have stopped working.
Then, perhaps realizing his words were a bit harsh, Amuro Toru looked at Olga, who was in a daze, as if trying to find a way to comfort her.
He hugged Olga and patted her back gently, one by one, which made her heartbeat seem to slow down. She felt infinite peace and tranquility.
"Olia, there's always a reason why the gods sent us to this world. Many people are celebrating your birth. Never hate yourself, Olia."
"...What about you?" Olga suddenly asked.
Amuro Toru smiled softly. His voice was light, but serious: "I am very glad to have met you, Olya."
Olga felt the corners of her mouth curl up, but this time she was not deliberately controlling herself to make this expression.
It's like a wonderful natural reaction.
"Am I someone important to you?"
"certainly."
"Then will you always stay with me?"
This time, Toru Amuro couldn't answer her without hesitation as before.
He was an undercover agent, living on the edge of a knife, and even he himself couldn't see where his future lay. He couldn't give Olga such a guarantee.
So he could only tighten his arms and hug her even tighter.
Olga's eyes dimmed, she grabbed Amuro Toru's clothes and buried her forehead in his neck.
"Don't ever betray me, Zero."
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