Miracle Summoner

In the now bustling sterile room, Rozen and Kikuoka Seijirou quietly left, walking into a deserted hallway.

"Just say what you want to say."

Rozen crossed his arms, looked at Kikuoka Seijirou, and said this with a smile on his face.

"Sigh..." Kikuoka Seijirou sighed, rubbing his temples as if troubled. "You've surprised me once again, Aoka-kun."

Surprised.

Indeed, surprised.

Anyone who witnessed all of this would undoubtedly feel astonished, even shocked beyond words.

"Since it was discovered in 1981, AIDS has already caused tens of millions of deaths. It was once even called the tumor of the century, striking fear into countless people."

Kikuoka Seijirou fixed his gaze on Rozen as he began speaking.

"Even now, AIDS can only be controlled, not completely cured. If well-controlled, it doesn't affect quality of life. If antiviral treatment begins in a regulated manner, the virus can be controlled, and it becomes non-contagious. But it's still a frightening disease that requires lifelong medication, with no missed doses or interruptions allowed."

For such a disease, if there were a miracle drug that could cure it completely within just three hours, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation worldwide.

It would be a revolution for the medical field, pharmaceutical market, healthcare systems, and numerous pharmaceutical companies.

If such a miracle drug were developed in this country and introduced to the world, this nation's international status would be significantly elevated.

Kikuoka Seijirou couldn't afford to overlook this.

Of course, if that were all, it would merely warrant serious attention.

The issue lay in the fact that Rozen's drug could even cure various complications completely, and at an astonishing speed.

Could it be possible, then?

"Does that drug have the potential to cure other illnesses as well?"

Kikuoka Seijirou looked directly at Rozen, asking the question with utmost seriousness.

In response, Rozen narrowed his eyes, a faintly amused expression appearing on his face.

But Rozen did not conceal the truth.

"Yes," Rozen admitted openly. "It's not just AIDS; other diseases can be cured too."

"Leukemia."

"Heart disease."

"Cancer."

"ALS."

"Even rabies can be completely cured in three hours."

"This is a miracle drug that's currently absolutely impossible to replicate. With it, any physical illness—whether it's a small cold or a terminal cancer—can be cured."

Rozen's words made Kikuoka Seijirou's heart race as it had never done before.

Logic told Kikuoka Seijirou that such a drug was impossible.

As the saying goes, different illnesses require different medicines. Every drug has its specialized field, and there's no such thing as a universal cure-all. If there were, it would exist only in stories.

For this reason, Kikuoka Seijirou really wanted to say that Rozen was lying and that it couldn't possibly be true.

However, after witnessing Yuuki's recovery and spending an entire year interacting with Rozen, Kikuoka Seijirou knew very well that this excessively young man would never make empty boasts.

Coupled with the fact that Kikuoka Seijirou had seen that vial of medicine—which shone with an almost mythical starlight—he couldn't help but believe that such a drug might indeed exist.

But still...

"Just who are you, Aoka-kun?"

Kikuoka Seijirou spoke with a wry smile.

"You possess technology that far surpasses current scientific levels, and you have this miraculous drug that feels like a dream. Are you really an alien?"

Kikuoka Seijirou's tone was full of jest, but on closer inspection, one could tell he was serious.

Because otherwise, there would be no way to explain everything.

"Before the SAO incident, you were just a famous child prodigy. But after the incident, you became so mysterious. Could it be that during those two months you disappeared, it wasn't Kayaba Akihiko who kidnapped you, but aliens?"

Kikuoka Seijirou joked, seemingly testing Rozen.

Anyone unaware of the truth would think he was just teasing. But in reality, it was a probe.

Rozen immediately exposed Kikuoka Seijirou's intentions.

"Alright, I don't have time to play games," Rozen said calmly. "You just want to ask how this drug is made and whether it can be mass-produced, don't you?"

This was Kikuoka Seijirou's true intention.

If this drug could be mass-produced, humanity would be freed from the chains of illness forever. The country that introduced this drug could solidify its international standing, rise to the level of a global superpower, and even achieve dominance.

Who could guarantee they'd never get sick in their lifetime?

Who could ensure they'd live without pain or illness?

As long as one is human, they cannot escape the laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Therefore, if a country could develop a universal cure-all and monopolize its technology, it could control other nations, and even world domination would not be out of reach.

Compared to the otherworldly technologies Rozen had previously provided—whose implementation timelines were uncertain—this drug's production method and manufacturing process were far more valuable to a nation.

Kikuoka Seijirou couldn't ignore its existence.

However...

"Forget about it. It's impossible to mass-produce."

Rozen's words shattered Kikuoka Seijirou's fantasies.

"...Is that true?" Kikuoka Seijirou hesitated for a moment, then sought confirmation.

"You can choose not to believe me; I won't force you."

Rozen remained as calm and composed as ever.

And he wasn't lying.

That was a miracle drug crafted through a combination of magic, curses, and technologies from another world. In this world devoid of mysticism, it was akin to something out of a legend.

Even if Rozen revealed its production method, replicating it would be impossible. For one, some of the materials included organs and remains of magical beasts—ingredients no one could source in this world.

Moreover, if the government saw the production formula with its spells, runes, and incantations, they would likely dismiss it as the work of a delusional person.

Mass production? Out of the question.

"...Then could you at least provide some samples of the drug?" Kikuoka Seijirou pressed on, unwilling to give up.

Rozen immediately threw out a blunt response.

"Why should I?"

His merciless retort hit Kikuoka Seijirou squarely in the face.