[Lobotomy] Why am I an Abnormality?

Bea!trice - 19

"..."

This topic isn't light at all, is it?! I thought casual conversation usually meant introducing yourself, talking about hobbies, and laughing together.

Besides, that incident...

"Yes! That's right! O-01-25, the incident where you neatly subdued the employees!"

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"Did I say that out loud?"

"No? But you had that look on your face."

"Ah, ahaha..."

My caution level towards Beatrice increased by +1. It was already high, but it went even higher. She brought up an incident I wanted to forget, and I just noticed she's wearing the E.G.O. of a large bird. It might be a coincidence, but something about it bothers me.

Is it you again, Madam? Get out of my head! Well, I guess that means she made a strong impression in the Eden Treaty... In a bad way, though. Various thoughts crossed my mind, and I could feel my face stiffening. When I looked at her with an unpleasant expression, she scratched her cheek slightly and said,

"Hmm... Judging by the atmosphere, it seems you don't like this topic very much."

...Could it be that she thought I, being an Abnormality, would enjoy such a topic? Some Abnormalities might enjoy that, but,

"Then let's move on to another topic! Besides, it wasn't a big deal for me, since I wasn't there! And there were no casualties, so it was a good incident!"

Somehow, her words reassured me a bit. Maybe it was because I heard from an employee that they didn't die, but,

"...So everyone is alive."

When Angela told me the employees didn't die, I honestly couldn't believe it. I didn't know her intentions, or why she told me that. Still, I had to believe it. Misono Mika, me, killing people? It just didn't make sense.

"Yes! I thought everyone would be dead, but surprisingly, they were all alive."

Like Beatrice said, when I came to my senses, I saw the blood and fallen employees and thought they were all dead. But looking at Beatrice's tone,

"You seemed to have expected something☆"

"Oh, come on, no way!"

She shook her head, denying it. Only she knows if that denial was genuine or not, but she kept denying it with a troubled expression.

"Okay, okay! The more you deny it, the stranger it gets, right? Let's just leave it at that,"

I'm not a detective, and I didn't really want to know her intentions, so I just let it go naturally. But thinking about it, this woman sitting in front of me, when she first came in, thinking about what she said... If she's from the Disciplinary Team, wouldn't they usually be the first ones called during Abnormality suppressions? Huh?

"Haha... Well, I wanted to see a senior that got seriously injured, but he lost an arm and was being treated, so I couldn't go! What a shame~"

"...?"

I almost spat out my tea. It was tastier than what I had made earlier, so I was taking sips while talking, but she suddenly dropped a bombshell. My question was answered, but I realized something else.

'There's something about the name Beatrice...'

Not only do they share a name, but they also seem to share a strange side. Of course, the other Madam Beatrice committed an unspeakable crime.

Despite the occasional strange remark, the tea party proceeded in a better atmosphere than the one with Geminiano earlier. It was surprisingly pleasant... I almost felt bad for comparing her to the Madam at first.

Moreover, this time, Beatrice cleaned up the tea party before finishing her work. I realized how different the atmosphere can be between employees of the same company. Of course, I'm not trying to criticize Geminiano. People have different personalities.

"That was more fun than I expected! I thought you might have poisoned the tea!"

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"Wait, are you saying that in front of me?"

Don't people usually just think those things? I thought management staff would keep such negative thoughts to themselves to avoid upsetting Abnormalities.

"Yes! It's better to be direct, right?"

"Uh, yeah..."

She's right, but... I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't because she was right. And so, while chatting casually, the work ended.

She waved brightly and left the containment room after the tea party. I also smiled and waved gently. My lonely feelings from earlier seemed to have been filled a little, so in a way, it was an enjoyable tea party. Or... was it just enjoyable? The conversation was just a bit strange.

After Beatrice finished her work, no one else entered my containment room. I thought, "Good riddance!" and spent my time lying on the bed.