Return
The return to the factory.
When I thought about it before, after the close shave with the disaster, I expected it to be a solemn trip filled with nothing but powerlessness over the pending demolition of the whole place.
Yet, as it turned out, by the time I finally managed to deal with the consequences of abusing my constitution, Chihiro had gathered a team not to raze that place to the ground… but to fill it with more receptors, circuit breakers of both automatic and manual types, and sensors capable of recording not only the events on the physical plane but also those happening on the spiritual level.
"We still have time, but it's always best to start before the deadline to iron out all the kinks," Chihiro continued with his offhanded lecture as the automatic driving system of the car raised the speed of our truck as we shot through the city's ringway toward the town's secondary industrial park.