Part 59: The number of lab mems increases by one

"What do you mean?"

"That's Rukako's wish, isn't it?"

"That's..."

Rukako raises his hand timidly.


He bows his head.
"Mayuri, your opinions?"


At any rate, it doesn't look like Mayuri's got any particular objections.


"The Microwave Ophone (Temp) is our lab's most important secret matter. In order to use it, you must become a lab mem."




That's not something to be so proud of, Mayuri...
"So, Rukako will be a lab mem from this point forth. Does anyone have an objection?"

Kurisu raises her hand.

"Denied. Anyone else?"
Mayuri and Daru said "Why 006 and not 005?" but I completely ignored them. Moeka will always be 005 in my heart. No other opinions emerged, so all members are in favor.
"Now then, Rukako will become lab mem number 006. Henceforth, pledge your allegiance to the lab, and devote all your strength to the lab's developments."

"Now, with that said, let's begin the experiment immedia--"
No, wait. I suddenly notice something and get instinctively worried.


"So you were born in 1993..."

In order to tell Rukako's mother to eat lots of vegetables, we need to send a D-mail to ten months before Rukako's born, which means we have to send it to 1992.
"When did cellphones become widespread in Japan?"

Looks like Kurisu and Daru realized it. Daru immediately tries googling it--

"So basically, the year Rukako was born, cellphones hadn't become popularized. Rukako may not have had one. In that case, she might not have the means of receiving the mail!"


I fold my arms in thought while watching Rukako's face darken. The means of receiving the mail... An era where cellular telephones hadn't become widespread... hmmmm...













"Furthermore, you genius bitch, you just contradicted the Theory of Relativity."

"Geez, we can't use any of these things!"

"Hmm... the corners of my brain are flashing."


"I got it."
I silently mutter. All glances focus on me. I grin broadly.
"If there are no cellphones, then we just need to send it to a pager, right?"



Ruka shyly visits the lab the same way he did yesterday. When our eyes meet, he gives me a bashful smile.




Mayuri, Kurisu and Daru are already on standby.

Yesterday, we argued whether or not that's possible, and eventually settled that it'll probably be okay. We're still just sending data. The rest depends on pager radio wave stations 18 years ago, but it should be fine as long as our data gets through safely.
We already googled how to send data to a pager. Using a contemporary pager, you would first enter the other person's pager number, then, if in the Kanto region, enter *2*2. After that, you would enter in numbers which would be displayed on the other person's tiny LCD. It seems like that's how it works.
Contemporary pagers in 1992 could still only send numbers, and since number display functions were not yet implemented, the other person would automatically be unable to see your number. A few years after that, pagers started to implement katakana and then kanji displays, making them not too dissimilar to current cellphone mail. Therefore, the D-mail Rukako's about to send - it's technically not a mail, though - has to be sent in numerical form.
Of course, I have a conversion table for that at hand. You can even find information from 18 years ago if you just google it. I was quite irritated that information on pagers was fairly scarce, but that's my little secret.


"If you want to grant your own wish, then you should clear your own path to it. We are merely your outriders."

We explain to Rukako the functions of the Microwave Ophone (Temp). The numers we're sending are half-width, so we can send 36 of them. The pager's number -> letter conversion uses two numbers to correspond to one hiragana character. Furthermore, since you first need to input *2*2, that means you can only send 16 characters.
Rukako understands everything and takes out a notebook, writing drafts of the pager message. I showed Rukako the site I found. "CONCERNING PAGER NUMBER AND LETTER CONVERSION" is sloppily written across the browser in Gothic typeface.




Faris posted:
Subject: Signs of increasing misfortune
It's terrible nya, he escaped nya! If we don't nyab him and kill him, then misfortune will strike here in Akiba nya! His name is "The End of Tutorial". He's small, and nimble, and he cries "chuu chu," nya! Kyouma, come quick. Faris needs you to lend a hand nyan!
Rintarou posted:
Subject: Re: Signs of increasing misfortune
A rat... huh. What kind of catgirl is bad with rats? Don't you disappoint me like that, Faris NyanNyan!
Cellphone operation differs somewhat, where you choose the consonant and then input the vowel. The consonants are _ K S T N M Y R W. The vowels are A I U E O. Basically, to input Ke, you'd press 2 to input the consonant K, then 4 for the vowel E.



(Veggies = yasai. 8 = ya. 3 = sa. 1 = i.)
"She'd just end up treating that message like a prank."

"I'll hear you out, but what does that mean?"

"Why do you want her to like meat?!"

(2 = ni. 9 = ku. niku = meat.)




"Isn't that first MOM unnecessary? It'll just leave more room for doubt."




(Dakuten = accent mark used to denote voiced consonants. The difference between ka か and ga が.)

"Then a little modification. How about 'EAT VEG 4 HEALTHY KID'?

"You have any bright ideas?"
Kurisu shrugs her shoulders and says no more. Looks like it's settled.

When sending to a pager, the number-encoded message is handled like a telephone number, so we enter the input into the X68000 setting screen.

The random and lengthy string of numbers is complete.
"Alright, preparations are A-OK."
Now we just activate the Microwave Ophone (Temp) and have Rukako call. The microwave timer is set to "154152#. With this, it'll reach around January 1, 1993. Measurement error is about 1-3 days, I guess. Leap year calculation's a pain, so I ignored it.
Rukako's slender finger starts to tremble on top of the enter button.
"Ready? It's starting."
We're entering the time frame for the Microwave Ophone (Temp) to start the discharge phenomenon. After Rukako looks at me once with a teary face, he faintly nods.

Rukako flinches and takes a step back, but soon stiffens his expression as he pushes the enter button...

Video: D-mail Sent
