"Then, what language am I speaking now, according to you?" he asked, crossing his arms. "To me, you are speaking flawless Japanese." It wouldn't hurt to ask several other patients and possibly some nurses during the day. It was an easy way to confirm the theory on the bulletin board.

To Tenzen, this entire institute consisted of weird technology. What had occurred last night and was hearing now...it was odd, impossible! But as ridiculous as it all was, it was proving to be impossible to ignore.

"Perhaps it is a futuristic sort of technology he uses. I do not claim to be familiar with the means he uses for mocking us," Tenzen scoffed. They were mere toys to be mocked, weren't they?! "I wonder what other tricks he can use."

Moving them around the building however he liked, changing one's perception of languages...where did this end?!