"My owner is dead soon!" he said, a voice on the radio.
"Your owner is dead soon?" Fuyuki asked astonishedly, "How can you?"
"Yes." The radio answer was short.
"...." Fuyuki hesitated silently.
"Let me explain a little, the point is that my owner can't speak, he doesn't have any voice. He was born disabled. He spoke using a prototype he created himself. The prototype he created was put in my body."
"So, that means he needs you to talk to someone else?"
"Right, besides..., he's in serious trouble if he can't explain everything to his enemy. He who created the prototype had the spiritual ability to manipulate the dimensions of space and time. In short, I am his greatest weapon."
"Well, I'll take you to your owner." Fuyuki apparently couldn't ignore him, he was really a very good boy.
Fuyuki immediately carried the radio and he was willing to approach the antique shop.
"Oh, you're a quick person too." The radio says so.
