This wasn’t the first time I had questioned the nature of the humans from the ancient civilization, but just hearing this made me nauseous. What exactly were they thinking when they developed weapons like these? Compared to the cold inhumanity of bombs, blowdogs could almost be considered cute.
“But is this something queerats are capable of making?” Shisei Kaburagi asked the question that was probably on everyone’s mind.
“Of course they don’t have the skills to manufacture new ones. …but it is possible that there are supercluster bombs and other weapons of destruction currently in existence,” my mother said with a pained expression.
“You can’t be serious.”
The room was stunned into silence.
“It’s been a thousand years since they were built, so it’s almost certain they’re unusable. …still, it’s definitely possible that, if the queerats caught a false minoshiro and extracted information from it, they could unearth the weapons and restore them to working order.”
“This is the first time I’ve heard of this,” Tomiko said, brows furrowed.
“The information is passed down through the head librarians only.”
“So, where are these weapons now?”
“That is the only question I cannot answer here,” my mother said. “But I can say that it is not too far.”
Everyone started talking at once. If the queerats did manage to acquire such a weapon, and if, against all odds, it was still working, then the district was in grave danger.
“Kill kill kill. Eheeheeheeheeheeheehee. Kill the eeevil ratsss,” Koufuu Hino sang gleefully, rubbing his bald head.
“May I please have your attention. I would like to share my impression of the incident. I don’t believe it was done by a bomb.”
The room grew quiet once again.
“Shisei. Enough with the drama. What do you think it was?” Tomiko said, leaning forward.
“I will tell you, despite that insult. For, despite their attempts to destroy the evidence, I alone can tell. The Giant Hornet colony was wiped out by a human using their cantus.”