Kyono Yuki, who was hit on the head and endured the burning pain of black scars, fell into a sleep.

Distant memories gradually turn into dreams and flow out from the darkness of the soul...

…………

"Crazy..."

The white marble floor and white walls form a circular space. Along the wall are 5 steps, and the vast space in the middle is slightly sunken underground building.

It is obviously a white material, but the naked eye looks mostly black and dark.

Because there are almost no lights here.

The only dazzling white light is a rectangular light beam that transmits from the main entrance. The white rectangular light beam is drawn very long and projected onto the opposite wall, which also pulls Kyono Yuki's shadow very long and projects onto the wall behind him.

Kyono Yuki couldn't open her eyes by the light, but she still tried to open her eyes and looked at the main door, raising her arms to protect her eyes, making his shadow like a twisted monster.

There were only two figures in the incandescent light at the door, the figure of the young researcher and the female assistant who could often be seen in the large study.

"Taki, Miss!?"

Yuki Kyono shouted to the female assistant he knew: "What's going on!? Is anyone crazy about doing this kind of experiment??"

“…”

But no one responded to Yuki Kyono. The female assistant Miss Tamaki seemed to move, but that was all.

The square door, the only source of light, gradually disappeared.

The thick door slowly fell from top to bottom, and the rectangular light column projected into the room slowly disappeared along with the twisted figure of Kyono Yuki, converging at the bottom of the door.

"Bang--"

Exaggerated heavy closed sound.

Yuki Kyono stayed in place and didn't leave because he knew that it would be impossible to go out anyway.

Unless this room is full of children with tender faces who use fists to decide the final winner.

"It's simply unreasonable, a complete madman!"

Kyono Yuki was only twelve years old at this time. It was the summer when the yang energy was strong and the heat was uneasy, but she felt cold all over and the coolness came out of her blood.

He couldn't help but think of the famous experiment he learned in a college psychology class in his previous life: "Stanver Prison Experiment".

On August 14, 1971, under investigation commission from the Naval Research Agency of the Lighthouse Country, Dr. Philippe Ginbado's research team began a research topic on the Marine Corps military prison.

A large number of college students with good physical and mental health have been recruited.

But the next day, the experiment occurred with extremely serious violence, facing major ethical problems: those who play the role of guards wantonly humiliate the person who plays the role of prisoners, and even directly punch and kick and treat them violently!

This behavior has been repeatedly banned, so that the experiment was completely unable to continue on the sixth day.

Perhaps the Naval Research Agency's investigation commission was not completed, but from the perspective of psychological research, it has achieved fruitful results, which reveals a certain essence of human beings:

"Man is subject to environmental norms, far beyond its essence."

In short, humans will act even crazy in a depersonalized collective, obey the requirements of the general environment! No matter what their personal rationality, conscience, or personality are!

What's more, the oldest ones participating in the summer camp here are only twelve-year-old children with a certain mind.

"No, this can no longer be said to be a summer camp, but a demon's experiment..."

Yuki Kyono was incredible at first, and then gritted his teeth and told the ugly truth about the summer camp.

…………

Memories are back, half a month ago, at the end of July, the season when summer cicadas are chirping.

I thought it was a pleasant summer vacation.

Although I failed to make a lot of good friends in the first grade of junior high school, after all, in Kyono Yuki's opinion, they are still some little kids, too naive, but at the least, they can still stay at home, enjoy the slightly bright cold air of the air conditioner, lying on the sofa to watch dramas or play games.

Even the courses in the upper grades of self-study will be better than they are now.

Suddenly, he received a notice from his father to attend a certain inexplicable summer camp, so the current Kyono Yuki came to a camp in a desolate and deep mountain.

The camp here seems to have already started summer camp activities, and Kyono Yuki joined as a latecomer.

In any case, Kyono Yuki has a more mature mind and is completely unimaginable to play childishly in summer camp with a group of children.

The morning is a pleasant free break, while the afternoon is a boring study and group activity time.

Perhaps the oldest twelve-year-olds will find it interesting or learn new knowledge.

But for Yuki Kyono, except for foreign language courses, it is almost helpless and boring.

I thought things were so monotonous and boring, but I found something strange on the third day.

Because this summer camp will conduct a psychological test or similar psychological test games that are very good at disguising.

Yuki Kyono also had doubts, is this what summer camp is like?

Researchers in white coats can always be found in large buildings in the camp. People from all over the world can communicate in English according to their appearance and skin color.

Kyono tried hard to listen to what they were saying, and combined with his self-feelings over the past few days, he came to a rough conclusion:

This summer camp seems to be conducting research on some kind of psychology topic simultaneously.

...It is probably a topic like children's growth education.

After thinking about this, Kyono Yuki lost interest and summer camp life continued.

But since it has arrived, I have to work hard to find fun.

Then Yuki Kyono discovered the girl...

Kyono Yuki held a comic book in his hand, trotted all the way through the bamboo forest, and followed the stone path to a place similar to a sanatorium.

The tall and transparent pure glass has very good lighting. The building has the main color of white, but it is not the monotony of the hospital, but it has a sense of technology.

The corners of the wall are also arc-shaped, which can be said to be a very children-friendly design.

There are indeed children under 7 years old here, and they are gathering together to play.

But Yuki Kyono was not interested in them.

He walked through several areas and walked along the aisle to a place similar to a large study. There were many comics and light novels placed here. Wooden bookshelf filled the two walls of the room. In front of the small wooden round table in the middle, there were several older children lying, the same age as Yuki Kyono.

Yuki Kyono came to a girl: "Sakurajima! I found a super good comic!"

As he said that, he spread out the comic book in his hand on a small wooden round table. This was the comic book that Kyono Yuki brought from outside and was not in the big study. It was unique.

"Look, I only have this book in my hand. It was brought from my hometown Kyoto!"

"Brother Kyono, is this?"

"This is a super righteous hero Tan! The super handsome comic that fights against all kinds of weirdos, punishes evil and promotes good!"

As he said this, Kyono Yuki introduced the comic to the little girl Ai Sakurashima with great enthusiasm.

The little girl threw down the girl's comics she had originally watched and listened carefully to Yuki Kyono's words.

There is more information in Kyono Yuki's perception, but he never paid attention to these things back then, but now it becomes clear in his dreams.

The fast and fast dialogue in English that had not been able to pay attention or hear clearly was heard clearly for the first time in the dream of memory release.

Not far away, three researchers in white coats were looking here and talking softly:

"I'm very enthusiastic and active in the group."

"But it's too simple and don't know how to observe words and expressions."

Another person looked at the little girl Sakurajima. The comprehensive observation data recalled in his mind that the little girl was usually reading love stories, sweet girl manga, and at this time he put down the girl manga in his hand and was pulled by Yuki Kyono and forced to read the passionate battle manga.

"Indeed, but after all, it's just a child. We cannot expect children to read the air and the faces of others when doing anything."

The third researcher, a woman with a tender face, stood behind without saying a word, taking notes occasionally, and was a college student Tamaki who was still in the training stage.

As the conversation between the other two formal researchers, she showed a somewhat confused look and wanted to leave uneasy, because the two researchers held different views, and the conversation became more and more tit-for-tat.

The old man said of his youth in a commemorative tone:

"Although I really want to say that old age is getting stronger, I have to admit that the changes in the aging of the body are significant, which seriously limits my strength and reaction speed. You must know that when I was young, I practiced free fighting. For a bastard like you, I must have already given old fists and beaten them to the ground and talk to you."

"I'm joking again, Director."

The young researcher smiled at the corner of his mouth, and finally looked at Yuki Kyono and Sakurajima, raised his hand to take off his glasses, took out his glasses cloth and began to wipe slowly:

"We are researchers. If we have any questions, we should communicate with reason and logic."

"Hmph.Rational?"

The old man glanced at the young man and smacked his lips disdainfully: "If it is to drive the children crazy, it is what you call rationality. Then I would rather communicate with you with your fists."

"You're always joking again, how can you say you're driving crazy?"

After wiping the lens on the left, the young man turned around and folded the glasses cloth and began to rub the lens on the right: "After the dose of the inducible substance is increased to 10 times, the probability of stimulating ability will not be improved again, so this experiment is not done?"

"15 times or 20 times the dose of inducible substances cannot improve the probability of stimulating ability. Logically, it does not mean that 100 times the dose of inducible substances is also ineffective in increasing probability."

"Yes, that's right, logically..."

Finally, the lenses on both sides were wiped. The young researcher put his glasses back on, turned his head to look at the old man, and smiled slightly when he met the other person:
To be continued...