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Anno G/Plot Edition, Revised
Version from Dec. 27th, 2013

Hideaki Anno
Kenji Kamiyama

Navigating away from the Kamiyama version of the story, this is the initial plot manuscript wherein Anno reconstructed the flow, etc. of character presentation and the storyline. At this stage wherein the outline had been written up, Nobuo Kawakami, Ryūsuke Hikawa, Yutaka Izubuchi, and other non-staff members were asked to take a look at it for research purposes, with their frank opinions being used as reference for the next manuscript. Incidentally, the main title being used at the time was “Godjira” [spelled 「ゴヂラ」 instead of 「ゴジラ」], which was an attempt at showing a break with past conceptions by using the title which had been featured on the draft script covers for Godzilla (1954). However, when director Higuchi informed them that the title had already been used for a novel, they quickly put a stop to this.

 

Anno G/Plot Edition, Revised

2013/12/27 Hideaki Anno/Kenji Kamiyama

―Toho CI. Accompanied by a roar, the main title of “Godjira.”

―A certain location within Tokyo.
A man from the Public Safety Bureau is tailing a foreigner. The foreigner calls at a nearby apartment, entering.
“The guest has entered. So the likelihood that the resident here is connected to The Thinker is quite high after all.”
Handing over the tailing of the foreigner, who had now exited the apartment, to another shadower, the man enters the apartment in question. The room, bereft of the odor of human life, was cavernous – and at its center lay the body of an old man. The man from the Public Safety Bureau hurriedly gathers up the documents that had been alight in a garbage can, stamping out the fire as he does so. Once again, he looks over at the body of the old man. The man feels as though, if not for the look of age-inducing anxiety clearly written on his face, the body might have belonged to someone surprisingly young. In the old man’s hand is a photo of his daughter.
“This looks like a suicide, but the cause of death may in fact be murder.”
The man again looks over the documents, saved from the flames. In handwriting on the burnt remains of a notebook are the words “code_G”.
Suddenly, a number of men, their faces concealed, burst into the room. The man immediately tries to flee. Though he moves with practiced motions, he is taken down by an intruder’s stun gun.

―Aqua-Line
A car, painted black, enters the Aqua Tunnel from the Aqua Bridge.
Inside the car, the father of our protagonist is receiving a report. He is a former prime minister, now having retired from the world of politics.
“You can make contact with the bereaved family later. Rather than reporting the body to the police, send it to autopsy. I want to know the cause of death. He may well have been kidnapped by the CIA or NSA. If my guess is right, we can negotiate to leave the body with them.”
The father hangs up the call.
“For The Thinker to go missing as well… I’ll have to make the US government get their story straight.”
Cutting off the Minister of Foreign Affairs, riding in the same car, the father puts in a call to a female bureaucrat.
From inside of a bullet train headed towards Tokyo, the female bureaucrat answers her phone.
“I’ve had my fill of my secondment to this local government. Is it still too early for me to return to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?”
“They’ll soon be changing out the undersecretary. Just do your best to put up with it until then.”
“Are you sure this isn’t your revenge on me for jilting your son, sir?”
“(Laughing) I lack the authority to have any say over your personal affairs. I’m sure he personally understands the results. Now then, to the issue at hand. I need you to reach out to the ambassador right away. You’re the only one I can rely on for this.”
“If you son had such a way with words, I might not have dumped him.”
“You rejected him in quite a boorish manner. I’m certain it has nothing to do with the education he received.”
“Surely those are simply the words of a doting father.”
The father turns off the phone, and glances down at a file from Public Safety.
“The Possibility of Bioterrorism and the Emergence of Giant Life Forms, huh. Is the prime minister’s office really going to respond properly to this?”
Suddenly, the roof of the tunnel collapses, a huge amount to earth and seawater rushing into the open space. The father’s car is caught up in a multi-car collision, swept away, and submerged.

―Within Kamakura city limits
Within the grounds stands the deputy secretary of the Cabinet Secretariat (our protagonist). He wears a black suit. He hangs up the phone call he’s been on, and returns to his step-mother.
“My apologies. I won’t be able to attend the sixth anniversary of grandfather’s passing.”
“That is of no matter. Working in the government is the most cherished desire of young men like yourself. You may put your work first.”
“No, I’m not the same as my father.”
His step-mother flashes him a smile, as she always does.
“That’s also something of a correlation between the two of you. You’re so much like him. You should both just do as you please.” (She speaks in the Choshu dialect.)

―At the election committee office
A secretary and the committee head are waiting for our protagonist.
“Even if you don’t weekend with your constituency, please show your face more in the locality. You mustn’t let down your guard just because you have the authority of the previous generation, relying on the fact that the next national election is a while away. Politics requires constant martial readiness.”
“I understand. I’ll listen to it all in one go this time, thanks.”
A politician friend who entered politics during the same election rides in a car with our protagonist. Together with the secretary, they head directly to the official residence.
“Thank you. You saved me; that guy’s speeches are never ending.”
The friend raises his hand, giving a rough salutation to our protagonist. He’s looking over an attachment on his computer while talking on the phone.
“I wonder how many years we’ve made our living in Kasumigaseki. They must be so tired of telling me to make the mark, I’m sure the words have gone sour. Just rank, rank, rank to everything. When I respond, I’m sure that it all feels like habitual evasion.”
“Checking the drafting of a law again? Must be tough.”
“Nothing’s changed since my time as a bureaucrat. This job consists of nothing but wiping the asses of those with useless careers.”

―On the roads of Kamakura, car interior
The on-board charging station is like a many-legged octopus, with cords running to the various smart phones and other electronics being charged.
“It’s the sixth anniversary of his own father’s passing, right? I wonder if the former prime minister will be making an appearance.”
“Father doesn’t concern himself with family affairs.”
Our protagonist feels a sense of antagonism towards his father.
“Even for my mother, it’s all just a sense of duty. Because I’m the son of his mistress. Even so, she’s shown me more love than any mother by blood would have. Becoming her adopted child, becoming a politician; I did it all to repay my step mother for all she’s done for me.”
“Although your marriage didn’t meet up to expectations.”
“It’s not my fault I got dumped. All I have to do is give up and start looking for the next one.”
“That sort of thinking is exactly why you got dumped.”
“I actually heard that she’s coming back to Tokyo today.”
“It’s time to make your counter attack. At least get dinner with her.”
“Although it’s always the one who leaves who doesn’t give chase. As for today, the schedule depends on the scale of the accident.”
“Is it really true that the Aqua Tunnel collapsed?”
The secretary shows him text news flashes from the terrestrial television, as well as images of the Umihotaru platform which has begun to be uploaded online.
“Yes, it seems the cause is still unknown, and the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism​ hasn’t been able to respond as of yet.”
“There should be Japan Coast Guard helicopters flying out there any minute. The Prime Minister’s Residence should be saying something around then.”
“Sure must be nice to be as easygoing as you.”
Our protagonist receives a canned coffee from his friend. He reaches into his wallet to produce some coins.
“No, no, this one’s on me.”
“I can’t allow that. Going Dutch on everything is my political credo.”
The head of the election committee gets in contact with the secretary to let them know that they’re unable to reach our protagonist’s father.
“I’m worried, since your father said that he would return to us from Narita.”
“Don’t worry about my family, we can leave it to my mother. Rather, I want to learn what’s going on the at the scene of the accident.”

―Umihotaru
The Aqua Tunnel, still in a state of emergency shutdown, all signals still flashing red. The Aqua Bridge and parking lot are bumper-to-bumper with traffic. The observation deck is crammed with people trying to see what’s going on with the strange situation with the tunnel incident and throughout Tokyo Bay. Security guards, short staffed, do their best to assist with evacuation. The curious onlookers are completely lacking in a sense of danger. They’re focused on taking videos and photos with their phones and with sending out texts. Japan Coast Guard helicopters circle in the sky above. More and more civilian media helicopters arrive to the scene. Both sets of helicopters begin to circle each other, like small fish still living at their birthplace.
Coast Guard patrol boats draw close to the scene. Suddenly, steam begins to erupt from that selfsame area of the ocean surface. The onlookers begin letting out mixed screams and cheers.

―Tokyo Bay
Patrol boats are caught up in the vast plumes of steam wafting up from the ocean surface. On the water surface, the mud churned up from collapsed section on the ocean floor and the seething sea water whirl and eddy. The patrol boats withdraw from the area with all possible speed.
“What is that?”
The Coast Guard helicopters spot a massive silhouette from beneath the waves that seems to be setting off the intense heat underneath the patrol boats.

―Metropolitan Expressway Bayshore Route, car interior
An initial report comes in to our protagonist from the minister’s secretary from the Prime Minister’s official residence.
“A gigantic object of unknown origin in the sea?”
The politician friend is looking at his laptop.
“It’s coming from the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism​ as well. It seems to be producing an impressive amount of heat.”
An aerial photograph, attached in an e-mail, displays the scene. Our protagonist and his friend are startled.
The relay broadcast of the same images from the media helicopters begins playing as an emergency special being shown on the capital flagship station. The news station suddenly breaks into a frenzy over the abnormal spectacle playing out before them. Our protagonist experiences a growing sense of nervousness.
“Whatever information comes up, send it immediately to me.”

―The Prime Minister’s Residence.
Information has come in of the sighting of a giant object in the ocean. Unlike those at the scene, the minister’s secretaries and others are taking a relaxed posture.
“Why did this have to come up while we’re busy with the Aqua Tunnel collapse? …We still don’t know what it is?”
“Probably just a lost whale.”
“But this is a bit much for a whale’s blowhole to produce. We’ve also been able to confirm what appears to be the silhouettes of something like legs.”
“It can’t be a living creature. The object in question is letting out a serious level of heat. The conjecture is that it’s an unidentified large-scale nuclear submarine.”
“It couldn’t be in a state of meltdown, right?”
“What have China and Russia said?”
“We’ve already raised the issue with both of them. Both parties claim that they have no such vessel.”
“Ha, as if they could be trusted!”
“What about the American Embassy and US Forces, Japan?”
“The vice secretary contacted them, but they gave us the runaround – said there isn’t anyone present with the authority to give us a response.”
“When they’re speaking to the Vice Secretary of the Foreign Ministry? What’s the meaning of this?”
“We’re being treated as a vassal state. Same as usual.”
“Whether it’s a whale or a some country’s submarine, we won’t be able to deal with the mass media until we know what it is for certain.”
“Either way, it’s a major issue that this huge object has managed to slip through our detection web and into Tokyo Bay. Just what do the Coast Guard and Maritime Defense Force think they’re doing?!”

―Tokyo Bay
While the Coast Guard helicopters arcing through the sky above the area from whence the steam is gushing are announcing to the civilian helicopters to leave the area, an anti-submarine patrol plane enters the sky at low altitude. Sonobuoys drop one after another from the plane.
The officer on duty concludes that vessels should not be launched without the voice print from the signal analysis system. The sonar operator hears a repeating, periodic noise from the sound generator, like that of a heartbeat.
The giant life form, strangely still since its discovery in the ocean waters, begins to barely, nearly imperceptibly, move. (The bubbles caused by the heat obscure visibility.)

―Metropolitan Expressway Bayshore Route, car interior
A report reaches our principle from a friend who’s a captain in the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force regarding the appearance of a heartbeat-like noise. His friend, still riding in the car with him, separately hears a report from the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism of the discovery of the bodies of numerous whales off the coast of the Miura peninsula.
Our protagonist receives a call from a female bureaucrat, but he ignores it for some time. When he looks at his text messages, they form a consistent theme, one after the other: “Answer your phone.” “Pick up the damn phone.” “Pick it up already, you punk!” Annoyed, he finally picks up the phone.
“I want to be put in contact with the former prime minister as quickly as humanly possible.”
“So you can’t reach him either. You’re quick to turn to him too, huh? I’m the same way. Some things never change.”
“I don’t have time to deal with your jealousy towards your own father right now. I need information about what’s going on at Tokyo Bay yesterday.”
“Not that this has anything to do with you, seeing as you’re currently seconded to Osaka Prefecture.”
“I’m doing this because that thing exists. It’s a giant life form, you know.”
“Do you have definitive proof of that conclusion?”
“It’s called code_G. An agenda inherited by the former prime minister’s cabinet that he couldn’t deal with. I can’t talk to you about this on the phone or via text ― we can’t leave any trace for outside forces to discover.”
“…I understand. We’ll deal with this in the underground bunker beneath the Prime Minister’s Residence.”
Our principle proposes to the cabinet crisis management head that they should call together a capital emergency team.
“Chief Cabinet Secretary, I want a full report as soon as possible.”
The head of the cabinet crisis management team, being aware of the reliability of our protagonist’s intuition, promptly begins to put out the call.

―Prime Minister’s Office/Underground Crisis Management Center –
The assembled ministers and bureaucrats are grumbling to each other. “So it’s a new species of giant organism?” “It could only be a new model of nuclear submarine.” “Perhaps it’s just the wild delusions of a third-generation brat.”
The cabinet crisis management director, who trusts in the protagonist, can sees how transparent the jealousy of these assemblymen and ministers towards the protagonist is. They’re chomping at the bit imagining his potential failure. It seems they have no intention of taking this seriously.
The cabinet crisis management director gets in contact with the protagonist.
“For the time being, I’ve established an emergency team. Our next actions depend on the Prime Minister.”

―The Prime Minister’s Residence
The Prime Minister and the Chief Cabinet Secretary are returning from the National Diet.
“Is one unidentified whale or submarine really the sort of thing the prime minister of an entire country needs to deal with?”
“Yes, I feel the same way.”
The Prime Minister seems to look through his briefing documents as he pages through them.
“Well, at least it does seem like it’s not a whale. It must be a submarine.”
“We also have intel indicating that it’s a new type of organism.”
“Hearing you joke about this like some average joe is a bit reassuring.”
“It’s no joke, sir.”
“That’s impossible. The object in question can only be a submarine. More than that, the real problem that deserves our attention is dealing with the incident in the Aqua Tunnel.”

―Ukishima, Kawasaki Junction
The police and associates are working to find survivors and deal with the incident. In the flooded tunnel interior, a giant mass, like the sloughed-off skin of some giant creature, is discovered.

―Tokyo Bay
A coast guard helicopter pilot notices the silhouette in the ocean changing form.
“The whale seems to be growing a tail?”

―Prime Minister’s Residence
It is now judged that an armed attack in the form of inclusion into Japanese territorial waters by a submarine was in the offing, and thus the Prime Minister convenes the Security Council of Japan. Meanwhile, the Chief Cabinet Secretary launches a situational advisory committee based on the judgement of the Prime Minister. With the situation now officially judged to be one of national security, those in charge of the various ministries decide to tentatively leave the decision making to the Ministry of Defense.
“We were uncomfortably close to being caught up in something troublesome.”
“Speaking of which, what are the vessels in Tokyo Bay going to do?”
“Whatever happens, safety comes first. We must have the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism​ stop all navigation in the area.”
“Leave it be. We can let the Defense Ministry make that call. Our safety also comes first.”
Tokyo Bay is designated as a zone of military operations, with the Prime Minister and Defense Minister strictly prohibiting the navigation of vessels or flying of civilian helicopters in the area.
Then, grasping the situation, naval destroyers are dispatched to join the patrol planes in the maritime area.
The Prime Minister and Defense Minister are in excessively good spirits. The Chief Cabinet Secretary glances at them.
“While it’s understandable to get excited over this pseudo-emergency, please do not forget that there are living troops onboard those destroyers.”

―Tokyo Bay
The destroyers approach the seas above where the extreme thermal source slumbers. They project their active sonar towards the object in question.
Suddenly, in the depths, the massive creature begins to stir. The vessel is hoisted upwards as a mass of water vapor protrudes towards the ocean surface. The keel gives off a great creaking noise. The destroyer captain sights a giant dorsal fin piercing through the waters, a wake trailing behind it. As the destroyer smashes back down on the water’s surface, a fissure rips across its hull. The prime ministers and his cabinet reel at this unexpected turn of events. The ship’s captain cool-headedly directs his crew to carry out damage control.
The phenomenon of the water vapor production comes to a sudden halt. Suddenly, from the depth protrudes the giant cranium of a great beast, hanging over the frothing surface of the water. In form, the great head seems to combine piscine, amphibian, and insectoid qualities.

―Metropolitan Expressway Bayshore Route/Car interior
From inside of the speeding car, the protagonist sights the cranium of the giant creature emerging from the ocean surface.
“There’s no denying it. It really is some giant creature.”
With drivers so distracted, rear-end collisions begin occurring all over both lanes of traffic.

―Prime Minister’s Residence
The Prime Minister and his cadre view the live stream of the massive cranium broadcast by the Maritime Self-Defense Force​. Suddenly, the Prime Minister’s Residence becomes overwhelmed with a palpable sense of tension.
“What is that?”
“What the hell! That’s no submarine!”
“There’s no way that thing is a whale.”
“You’re telling me this… thing is behind what happened to the Aqua Tunnel?”
Finally, information and other video feeds begin reaching the Prime Minister’s Residence from the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism​ and the Ministry of Defense. The emergency team flail about in confusion.
When something unexpected occurs, the human brain ceases to be able to think clearly. Rather than describe them as panicked, oddly, one could say that the actions and thoughts of the MPs of the Security Council and bureaucrats have instead become sluggish; sloppy.
“It’s quite large.”
“If this giant creature were to rampage around the interior of the bay, we can project substantial damage to ensue.”
“Concretely speaking, what do you mean by ‘substantial damage?’”
“To produce such information, we’d first have to calculate based on the informed opinions of a specialist…”
The conversation then goes astray from the true point at hand. Perhaps it could be termed escapism; faced with an insurmountable problem, thoughts turn to other matters.
“If the issue at hand is that of a giant creature, does the ensuing damage no longer apply as an issue of national defense?”
“Even if we rely on the Disaster Countermeasures Basic Act, if the subject is a living creature, does ‘natural disaster’ rightfully apply?”
Faced with unprecedented circumstances, a battle begins as the various agencies and MPs attempt to foist the problem onto one another.
“At the very least, surely this is within the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry?”
“It’s a living creature. Surely this is the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.”
“If we can anticipate animal damage, then I would imagine this should be dealt with by the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare​.”
“However, if it comes to exterminating it, surely it would be the responsibility of the Ministry of Defense. That’s what the Self-Defense Force is for.”
“Extermination would require disaster prevention. The issue is how quickly this can be made the responsibility of the Minister of State for Disaster Management and dealt with by him rather than under the issue of national security.”
“Well, we could incorporate the Ministry of Defense under the direction of the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency with the slogan of maintenance of public order.”
“We no longer have any intention of calling the Japan Coast Guard to action again under the authority of the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism. There’s simply no legal basis to be able to do so.”
“Can we even really consider this a natural disaster? I would like to ask the opinion of the Director-General of the Cabinet Legislation Bureau.”
With the source of the issue being a giant creature, something which could not be made to fit within the framework of the Base Disaster Response Law, and unaware of what legal methods to employ nor able to decide which agency should take responsibility, the Security Council meeting simply drags on. The room is awash in the drone of mindless chatter.
“How should we deal with the mass media? What announcement should be made from the Prime Minister’s Residence?”
“We can just make them wait. After all, those people will simply misconstrue whatever we say.”
The press corps sit in wait, made to stand by at the meeting venue.

―Metropolitan Expressway Bayshore Route
Accidents and onlookers result in a huge amount of traffic. Car horns blare from all directions.
People, cell phones glued to their hands, are leaving their cars, staring out at the giant creature, snapping photos, and writing texts.
The protagonist also exits his car, looking out at the creature from an emergency parking area. The massive life form maintains a stark silence, its head still protruding from the water surface, its eyes closed. Steam is rising off of its body surface, as if a great heat is building up in its interior.
“Is it that it isn’t moving, or that it just can’t move yet?”

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
Footsteps echo through the hallway as the Prime Minister and his subordinate ministers enter the Underground Crisis Management.
“The vessels in the bay have been stopped, but what about aircraft? Narita is pretty close by.”
“The source of the problem is in the sea. It shouldn’t present an issue. In fact, closing down the airport would likely create more problems.”
“There are a number of accidents happening on the Expressway Bayshore Route. Shall we close down those roads?”
“Such trifles should be left to the police.”
“But what if the inconceivable happens, and that giant thing makes landfall in the capital region!?”
“It’s body length is estimating to be a massive 300 meters. Unless it undergoes metamorphosis, as long as it’s an aquatic life form, making landfall is out of the question. It would be crushed to death under its own weight.”
“But it appears to have legs, does it not?”
“Such issues will be very hard to address unless we seek the opinion of a specialist, like a biologist or a physicist.”
“It may be that it can’t move even if it wanted to. Originally, this may be some creature which has managed to swim through the Tokyo Submarine Canyon, beaching itself in the shallows of Tokyo Bay like some sort of whale. In that case, it would just be a matter of waiting for it to die of natural causes.”
The majority opinion coalesces around waiting for the creature to die naturally.
A technical officer from the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology raises the opinion that “from an international scientific standpoint, it would be preferable to gather supplementary information,” but he is ignored.

―Tokyo Bay/Near Ukishima
A passenger flight in the skies above the giant creature prepares to land at Haneda Airport. Suddenly, the gigantic beast submerges its cranium under the surf.
The onlookers erupt into a surprised commotion. Both screams and cheers are lifted up.
This time, a dorsal fin appears above the water. It relaxedly rises out of the ocean surface, the dorsal fin beginning to move while setting off massive waves.
Our protagonist rushes off to chase after this on foot. His politician friend and the secretary are soon chasing after him.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
Authorities on biology, specialists, and scholars have been called upon by phone, and left with the line still attached.
“Did it dive under the water? Can it swim?”
“It’s an aquatic animal. Of course it can.”
“An aquatic wake has been confirmed. It’s heading towards Haneda from Yokohama Port!”
“Surely it doesn’t mean to make landfall?”
“It is an aquatic animal. It isn’t possible. If by some mistake of behavior it attempts to come ashore, it will simply be crushed under its own weight and die.”

―Haneda Airport
Suddenly, the giant life form makes landfall on a runway. Its four legs, with their irregular lengths, give the creature an unsettlingly unstable gait as it moves. The runway is liquified by the pressure exerted by the creature’s legs.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
“It’s made landfall? Utter nonsense!”
The ministers and officials are in shock over this unexpected turn of events.

―Haneda Airport
Airplanes, grounded on the tarmac, begin sinking into the earth. In order to pick up speed on the wide, flat ground, the giant creature switches to locomotion on two legs. All of a sudden, its body length is extending. Unable to avoid it in time, the main wings of an aircraft in the state of touching down makes contact with the running behemoth.
The airplane, its balance disrupted, crashes in flames into the chemical factories of Ukishima. The factory district explodes into a conflagration.
Fragments of the ship fly towards the elevated bridge on the Shuto Expressway Kawasaki Ukishima Junction where stands our principle character. With the fire on the opposite shore having subsided, people flee in haste.

―Ministry of Defense
Still without an established cabinet decision, helicopters and patrol planes jump to give aid and reconnaissance.
An order goes out to launch every seaworthy military vessel from the bay.

―Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism
Instructions go out for the emergency closure of Haneda Airport.

―Haneda Airport
Airplanes on standby in the sky begin to head towards Narita and various local airports.
The giant life form is moving forward unsteadily on its two legs. By coincidence, its tail crashes into parked planes with full fuel tanks, destroying them. The shockwave from the explosions blows out the glass windows from garages and surrounding facilities. The pandemonium only increases.
The protagonist watches the situation from afar. He looks at his secretary.
“Contact the secretary at the Prime Minister’s Residence. Tell them to send a helicopter this way. Doesn’t matter if its governmental or privately owned, just get one over here as fast as possible.”

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
Confusedly, the responsible ministers send out cabinet orders to the fire and police departments.
With great comport, the Prime Minister sets up an emergency headquarters for disaster control to deal with accidents and disasters.
Each member of the emergency team rushes to deal with the situation as the police and Coast Guard wireless conversations reverberate throughout the residence. Their emergency management manuals are of no use at all. Information arrives from within and without the ever-more-complicated scene of the disaster. The Prime Minister walks to and fro between the residence office and Crisis Management Center. He’s beginning to lose his patience at the constant replies from his ministries and departments of “it’s just as you say” and “we don’t know.”

―Haneda Airport
The giant creature gives off a terrible roar, mowing down the control tower (the actual aim of the massive beast).

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Crisis Management Center
The PM residence is already in complete disorder. FAXs are piling up towards the ceiling. Office clerks have to continually refill the FAX machines with printing paper.
The Chief Cabinet Secretary speaks over the phone with the protagonist, currently descending the emergency evacuation stairs from the elevated bridge. Rejoicing to hear of the protagonist’s safety, he asks his opinions, measuring his options at replacing Tama (the person in charge), given the unprecedented type of disaster Japan is facing.
The Chief Cabinet Secretary is told the unconfirmed information that the protagonist’s father already seemed to be aware of the existence of the giant life form under the name of “code_G.” Despite attempts to confirm this report, the US embassy makes no reply. The Chief Cabinet Secretary is unable to discern the Americans’ intentions. He recommends to the Prime Minister that given the circumstances, responsibility be handed over to the Emergency Disaster Countermeasures Office. The announcement that JSDF, National Police Agency, and Coast Guard helicopters have arrived at the scenes of devastation echo through the Crisis Management Center.

―The vicinity of Haneda Airport
Public JSDF helicopters make long loops in the skies above.
The giant creature moves down the pathway towards Tokyo Bay, briefly disappearing beneath its waves.
As both the scientific factor district and Haneda Airport continue to be engulfed in flames, a second conflagration of public opinion swirls around the perceived lack of government response to the disaster. The chemical fire trucks continue to attempt putting out the flames from a distance, but as secondary explosions wrack the airport facilities, engulfing them in flame anew, these firefighting efforts are all for naught. Even carrying out evacuation guidance is nearly beyond their abilities in this situation.

―Ukishima
Our protagonist waits for his helicopter to land in an empty lot. His secretary and politician friend continue to watch the terrible sight before them. The protagonist attempts to contact the female bureaucrat, but communication lines have been severed, and he’s unable to do so.
“Firefighters, private security, and police are doing their best, standing firm. How impressive.”
“Just what is the Prime Minister’s Residence even doing?”
“The disaster manual really wasn’t made in anticipation of this sort of event. It’s because they don’t want to use time, human resources, or money on things that may or may not happen. At the very least, you’d think they’d have set up a priority line for times of emergency.”
The protagonist, giving up, hangs up the phone.
“code_G. Likely, the code name for the giant life form. Why was my father aware of its existence?”

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
In such an unexpected situation, the Disaster Preparedness Chief found himself at a complete loss as to how to provide concrete evacuation planning proposals. He was still fighting with the Tokyo prefectural government over whether or not to recommended an evacuation order.
The police structure is serious about carrying out evacuation guidance.
“It’s easy enough to speak of evacuation guidance, but the responsibility of carrying it out is more of a burden.”
The Chief Cabinet Secretary manages to convince the police. Based on a provisional evacuation plan, they are able to evacuate the citizens near the coast toward the hills. The great mass of the population of Tokyo advances on the mountains. With so many people dangerously crowded on the train platforms, public transport via trains and the like comes to a standstill. At the same time, gridlock is resuming in massive traffic jams towards the city center. Public transport is at a standstill.
Although the entirety of the traffic network in the city center is grinding to a halt, the Prime Minister’s Residence is unable to carrying out any effective countermeasures.

―Tokyo Bay/Vicinity of Odaiba
The giant life form slowly moves underwater. Its form can be spotted from the Tokyo Gate Bridge.
Massive, towering waves flow from its wake. Seacraft are swamped by those waves, overturned and crashing into wharfs, left run aground.
Beneath the waves, the giant life form heads even further north. Its dorsal fin destroys the Rainbow Bridge, packed with people fleeing and with curious onlookers (at this point, its dorsal fin has grown quite large.) The wire rope snaps, wildly spreading destruction. Cars caught up in traffic and crowds of people plunge into the sea alongside an avalanche of debris, accompanied by cacophonous noise and human screams.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The Chief Cabinet Secretary begins to direct the cabinet to form two compartments for dealing with the disaster: one for disaster response, and one for taking out the giant life form.
From such an unforeseen, terrible spectacle, the Prime Minister finally decides to issue a Disaster State of Emergency. He requests the regulated evacuation of the population of the city and the dispatch of the Self-Defense Force. The order comes down for a search-and-destroy (extermination?) mission against the giant life form while it’s still in Tokyo Bay.
At the Ministry of Defense, the first movements are plagued with sectarianism jostling over who will be in charge.
The Japan Ground Self-Defense Force Central Readiness Force​ (Camp Zama) immediately moves into position. Combat helicopters sortie from the no. 4 anti-tank helicopter corps stationed at Kisarazu and the garrison at Kasumigaura Bay. The armored military force of the Japan Ground Self-Defense Force consists of the 1st tank battalion of Gotemba City, Shizuoka, and the GSDF Fuji School Combined Training Brigade, but these will take at least half a day to reach the capital region. At long last, the decision is made to scramble the Japan Air Self-Defense Force, with F-15Js making an emergency scramble from the JASDF Airfield at Hyakuri. (The planes are at rest in scramble stand-by position, thus their equipment is still confined to antiaircraft status.) The no. 6s, on alert standby, are all launched. The Maritime Self-Defense Force has already positioned its navigable warships within Tokyo Bay. Imagining a worst-case scenario, the Aegis-class cruisers ready their Tomahawk anti-vessel missiles for firing.

―Ukishima
Our protagonist and his retinue clamber onto the army helicopter that’s landed at the vacant lot. It immediately flies up into the sky.

―Sumida River
Near the Kachidoki Bridge, the giant life form once against raises up its upper body from the water. Both banks of the Sumida River erupt in panic.
Slowly, the giant life form begins to move unsteadily on two feet by the banks of the river.
The F-15Js arrive in the skies above. Although there are still evacuating civilians remaining in the combat zone, the Prime Minister concludes that damage will be lessened if the attack commences before the creature emerges onto land from the river. It is decided to launch the missile assault, even if doing so results in the loss of life.
Approval to launch missiles is issued, but just as the pilot locks on target, he comes into visual range of the giant life form.
Our protagonist becomes aware of that slightest of movements.
“Could it actually be aware of the missiles?”
The anti-air missiles are launched. Those involved with the Ministry of Defense experience the excitement and emotion of their first real military action. Fireballs erupt all over the giant life form’s body. Onlookers let out cheers of support.
The protagonist’s retinue view the attacks from their helicopter, still in motion. The secretary is so consumed in viewing the spectacle that he seems like he’ll fall out the window.
“I just saw a number of flashes of light. Are those explosions?”
“Since they’ve scrambled, those may well be air-to-air missiles. (Listening on the wireless) All missiles were right on target.”
Our protagonist is keenly aware that the statesmen of Japan have acted with the resignation that they’ll make sacrifices of the lives of some of their countrymen.
The flames from the explosions dissipate, and the situation becomes clear to see. The creature’s wounds are minimal, with only minor bloodstains.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The Prime Minister and his retinue are dumbfounded.
A report comes in from a helicopter observing the impact of the projectiles stating “the target is in as good health as previous to bombardment.”
“What? It’s not dead?”

―Sumida River
The helicopter remains airborne, keeping its distance as it watches over the assault. From this vantage point, our protagonist is also incredulous at what has occurred. With a roar of triumph, the giant life form destroys a bridge, continuing upstream.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
It is now judged that the proximity fuzes of antiaircraft missiles would have no effect after all. Voices are raised saying that perhaps anti-ship missiles would work better.

―Sumida River
The giant life form moves upstream, destroying bridge after bridge by the riverbanks. As it walks along the shore, giant waves are given off with each step, rushing over the levees along the shore and flowing into the towns. Residential districts near the river are flooded, water coming into houses from under the floorboards and inundating roads.
In order to prevent the giant creature from making landfall, the helicopter corps carries out an attack meant to halt its progress.
Anti-tank missiles and machine gun fire seem to have virtually no effect. The creature uses its massive tail to take down a combat helicopter which has drawn too close. In order to reduce damage, the pilot attempts to directs the fuselage to crash down into the area near the river. The fuselage somehow manages to make a forced landing.
The giant life form does not halt; it continues moving forward, unperturbed. Up ahead, we can see the towering structure of Tokyo Skytree reaching up towards the heavens. Our protagonist is overcome by the feeling of simply looking on, powerlessly. The giant life form lets out a conspicuously powerful roar. Our protagonist becomes aware that each time the creature lets our such a roar, it creates electromagnetic interference.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The US Forces, Japan in Yokota submit a request for a joint US-Japan attack. The Chief Cabinet Secretary senses that America is having its doubts about the defensive and crisis management capabilities of the country. The Prime Minister rejects the call for collective action, seeing it as being beyond the scope of the US-Japan Treaty of Mutual Cooperation and Security.
“If we have to rely on America just to deal with some giant creature, it will result in the abasement of our state sovereignty. It would result in losing all of our diplomatic cards for future use.”

―Sumida River
The giant life form has now reached as far north as the area around Asakusa. It clambers on land from the river near the Sumida Ward city hall, and begins heading towards Tokyo Skytree. The giant life form, comely ignoring the attacks of the attack helicopters, reaches the base of Skytree.
Here, again, the creature lets out an enormous roar. Our protagonist remembers the mass death of whales and the sonar from escort vessels as well as the radar control towers at Haneda Airport. He conjectures that perhaps the giant life form might be responding to radio waves.
Contacting the Prime Minister’s residence, the protagonist insists that the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications forcefully halt all transmissions of radio wave broadcasts.
The giant life form comes to a sudden standstill, seemingly having lost its direction. Our protagonist and friends breath a sigh of relief.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The Minister of Defense decides to use this chance to put an end to the creature in the comparatively evacuated environs of Asakusa. The guard fleet patrolling in Tokyo Bay are ordered to commence a missile assault. Anti-ship missiles launch from the Aegis-class cruisers.

―Sumida River
The first missile draws close to the giant life form. Directly on target, the creature is enveloped in a fireball. The life form crunches down, returning from an upwards stance to a four-legged posture. A second volley again hits right on target. One missile is repelled by the creature’s massively long tail, exploding amongst the urban buildings.
The observation plane reports the effective nature of the missile strike. The defense ministers feel like they’ve just scored a major point.
The giant life form’s dorsal fin begins to vaguely emit a strange light. This is noticed by our protagonist.

―At a certain university (Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology?)
Radioactive materiel begins to be detected in the area around Asakusa where the giant creature is being attacked. Those responsible for collecting such data begin to see the information come in from the survey meters installed all around the city.

―The Pacific/The waters off of the Boso Peninsula
A US nuclear-powered aircraft carrier on the sea. Deck hands wear protective anti-radiation outfits.
Inside of the aircraft carrier, the American ambassador to Japan puts in a call to the Prime Minister’s Residence.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The Minister for Foreign Affairs takes the call.
It’s possible that the interior of the giant life form is contaminated with radiation. This is the finally confirmed information from the White House transmitted by the American ambassador in Japan.

―Kamakura
As this information is suddenly disclosed by America, the old man residing in Kamakura has been working behind the scenes. The man is a source of great influence on the America-Japan relationship, now retired from active duty.
The old man, feeding his pet carp, makes contact with the protagonist.
“This should makes things a bit easier for you.”
“Thank you very much, sir.”
“I owe quite the debt to your grandfather. All I’ve done is repay a small part of it. It makes me happy, since your father never deigned to rely on me, you know.”
These words are somewhat shocking to our protagonist.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The cabinet decides that preventing more destruction of city infrastructure is of more importance than the diffusion of a small amount of radiation. In order to carry out a saturation attack, the third volley consists of launching every missile on board the naval armada.

―Sumida River
The 3rd volley draws near. Suddenly, the giant life form return to its upright stance. The light being emitted from its dorsal fin rapidly increases in luminescence, with electromagnetic interference increasing in the surrounding area in tandem. With a roar, the creature lets a high-intensity beam burst forth from its mouth. People look on in utter shock.
The beam intercepts the missiles while still in mid-air. In the same stroke, the beam liquifies Tokyo Skytree. Distorting its body, the giant creature aims its beam this way and that. The metropolitan area is ruined as the the missiles are destroyed. The area from Asakura to Ueno goes up in flames.
At the the Prime Minister’s Residence, the cabinet stands dumbstruck.
Far out in Tokyo Bay, the fleet patrolling experiences a direct hit by the beam. The Aegis-class cruisers explode, sinking to the depths.
The giant life form makes landfall again and again in the area between the Ryogoku JCT and Hamacho. The indiscriminate destruction caused by the beam leave the metro area and its urban infrastructure in utter devastation.

―At a certain university (Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology?)
The survey meters installed all over the Tokyo area experience a sudden upward surge in the data collection numerics. Those is charge of data collection are shocked. Reports are sent off to the Prime Minister’s Residence.

―Prime Minister’s Residence/Underground Crisis Management Center
The Prime Minister’s cabinet is completely powerless against the powerful radiation contained in the beam beyond any expectation.
They have descended into a situation in which every disaster countermeasure at their disposal has been rendered useless.

―Within the Tokyo metro area
The giant life form has come to a stop near the Sumida River. Slowly, its body begins to change. Its skin sheds, revealing a body like that of a Urvogel – a primordial bird. The giant life form takes flight. People are in utter shock.
The protagonist watches on from the helicopter. The secretary begins mumbling to himself.
“It’s just like watching the course of vertebrate evolution.”

―Prime Minister’s Cabinet
In the press conference room, the Chief Cabinet Secretary gives a statement of deepest grief.
“The government issued an evacuation order, and yet the public institutions aren’t in a position to be able to issue an evacuation notice. People of the city, please, evacuate under your own initiative. In any case, leave your belongings in your residence, and get as far away from the metropolis as possible with as much speed as you can muster.”
The press corps roils with enraged comments. “Just what does he mean by those remarks?!” “Inconceivably irresponsible!!” “And this is supposed to be our national government?!”
Just at that moment, a great shaking overtakes the press conference room. As it does so, the ceiling and walls collapse.

―Near Kasumigaseki
The giant life form touches down at Kasumigaseki. The shockwave completely obliterates the Prime Minister’s Residence and the National Diet Building.
The beast’s form now greatly resembles that of a massive dinosaur.
The multi-purpose offices of Kasumigaseki, with their radio tower, are liquified in a flash by the creature’s beam, crumbling to nothing.
The protagonist and co watch on from the helicopter in rapt silence.
“We’re nearly out of fuel. Shall we land at the area near the Prime Minister’s Residence, as scheduled?”
“No, we’re having a change of plans. Please take use directly to Tachikawa.”

―Within the Tokyo metro/bird’s-eye view
Inside the urban expanse, Sukiyabashi. Ginza. Shinbashi. Tamachi. Shibaura. All destroyed, one by one.

―Near Shiba Park
The sky at sunset. The giant life form has ceased moving, stopping its progress in the vicinity of Tokyo Tower, itself left unharmed because its function as a radio tower had been ended some time before. The creature is unmoving, seemingly resting on all fours.
As the result of the vast damage caused by conflagrations, structural collapse, and the wide area of residual radioactive contamination, Tokyo has lost its capabilities to function as a capital city.
Unable to contact the Prime Minister’s Residence or other facilities, the government’s capabilities are in a state of paralysis, and night envelops the capital city of Tokyo while fires continue to rage and the anxiety over the uncertain safety of the heads of government haunts the people.

―Throughout the Tokyo metropolis/A sketch of many locations
Night. We look over the reports coming in and the state of the damage within the urban area. We see the terrible state of the metropolitan area. Tokyo Prefecture has already applied the Disaster Relief Law. Helicopters of all makes are put to use, flying through the skies of the capital. The pilots worry about the potential exposure to radiation.
Essentially all of Chuo Ward, Koto War, Sumida Ward, and Chiyoda Wards, and areas of Shinagawa Ward and Oita Ward are in catastrophic states of destruction. In urban subcenters like Shinjuku, high rise buildings have been damaged by the high-intensity beam. Under cover of wide-ranging major power outages, the city and coastal bay area continues to go up in flames. Because vast expanses of the affected areas are hosting dangerous levels of radiation, any hope of direct firefighting activities are given up, and the Tokyo Fire and Disaster Management Agency instead puts their all into containing any further spread of the fire. Inducing evacuation, the police department fails to grasp the extent of casualties caused by the disaster. By 7PM, Tokyo Prefecture announces the number of the dead and missing as over 200,000. Public institutions like the fire departments and hospitals are generally not functioning. With central bureaucracy out of operation, exposure occurs from the radiation from the misunderstood high-intensity beam. The supply of potassium iodide is quickly depleted. Distribution centers and evacuation sites are in a state of chaos. The central transportation network is completely paralyzed. Distribution also completely down. Communication lines have been cut all over. Cell phones are inoperable, as communication restrictions are put in place in order to try to obtain base communication. Utilities are reduced to shreds. Panic buying picks the shelves of convenience stores and supermarkets clean of essentials. In order to flee from the radioactive contamination, evacuees run about under the darkness of the blackout in an attempt to escape. Main thoroughfares and alleys overflow with cars attempting to escape from the city center as part of the evacuation. Shinjuku, Shibuya, Ikebukuro and more swell with crowds of those stranded by shut-down mass transit. People have simply been left behind inside of skyscrapers. Home delivery and transport companies halt grouped delivering and shipping to the capital region. The Tomei, Kanetsu, and Tohoku expressways are crowded with cars in both directions. Haneda Airport and the Tokyo Bay sea routes remain sealed off. With their main offices annihilated, banks cease all transactions. ATMs in the capital region halt operations. Every major flagship broadcast network headquarters in the capital has suffered major damage. Television transmission is partially ended. Radio and the internet energetically transmit a great deal of information. A massive amount of video footage and photographs are uploaded. Major newspapers put out extra editions, but there’s no shipping structure in place to get them to readers. And on and on.

―Tachikawa Wide Area Disaster Prevention Base
The reserve disaster countermeasures office facilities are set up as a temporary location. The emergency assembly of personnel arrive at the designated location.
“We’re unable to contact anyone at the Cabinet Disaster Management Center, Cabinet Building No. 5., or the Ministry of Defense Central Command Post.”
“The radioactive contamination spewed forth by the heat ray started off in Sumida Ward, and, based on wind direction and speed, is expected to affect a wide area to the northwest, including Saitama and as far as Tochigi.”
“In terms of a tentative map for radioactive contamination, as the server system for MEXT is not operational, we are attempting to have the documents in question made in Tsukuba.”
Reports from all over ring out, signaling that “the fires aren’t being put out,” “we have no timeline for the extinguishing of fires,” “forecasts for reconstruction are not forthcoming.” Other reports contain only notes of “under investigation” and “uncertain.”
The woman bureaucrat enters the base in haste. She’s followed close behind by cameras. She meets up with our protagonist, himself haggard and sleepless.
“Hey, been a while.”
“Oh, it’s you. Good on you for making it all the way here.”
“I still have my connections in at the Metropolitan Police Department. How do things look?”
“It’s just as it looks. With Kasumigaseki in ruins, the reorganization of subordinate governmental agencies is being prioritized, but we’re truly lacking in manpower. Even when we try to call people in from other regions, they recoil at the fear of radiation. We’re blocked in all directions.”
“Yet your eyes still look lively. You’re still alright. I’ll help you.”
The secretary asks the politician friend about the female bureaucrat.
“She’s his junior from Tokyo University, a real skilled female bureaucrat. She butted heads with her boss at the foreign ministry and was transferred out to the sticks. If she was a man, she’s the sort who’d be the fastest to reach deputy director. As to their private history, you should ask our mentor.”

The vice-prime minister arrives at Tachikawa, having returned from an international conference in the EU. Our protagonist is called in by the deputy prime minister.
“We can deal with the legal formalities later. I want you to execute the will of the Prime Minister.”
“I’m simply too old. My body is already too frail to shoulder the responsibilities of a national emergency. Taking the current situation into account, you’re the the most qualified person. You also have the endorsement of Kamakura.”
“Whether it’s my father or the retiree in Kamakura, I’m no one’s puppet.”
“That doesn’t matter. I can’t give you any time to worry over this. I’ll immediately search for your replacement.”
Our protagonist takes on the authority of the Prime Minister.
“I leave this country, Japan, in your hands.”
The female bureaucrat was listening to the conversation from outside the door.
“Having you as the prime minster of this country is how I know the world is coming to an end.”
“In order prevent the world ending, I’m going to need to put you to work. I want you to be my foreign minister.”
The protagonist immediately declares the formation of a provisional government, assembling his caretaker cabinet. The protagonist requests that his politician friend take on the positions of Chief Cabinet Secretary and Minister for Disaster Prevention, both highly important in the current situation. His friend readily assents.
“I shall put my undivided attention towards dealing with the giant life form.”
The protagonist also establishes a special Giant Life Form G Disaster Countermeasures Office, with an independent command system separate from SDF disaster response. Legally speaking, this is placed within the purview of “protective dispatch” rather than “defense.” The protagonist has the surviving capable personnel from countermeasures headquarters gather together.

In absolute secrecy, they listen to the female bureaucrat tell the story of “code_G.”
A Japanese doctor, disgraced and embarrassed within Japanese academia for committing scientific heresy, drifts away from Japan and to the US. There, he succeeds in discovering and cultivating a radioactive microbe. Joint agglutination experiments are carried out on the radioactive microbe and vertebrates during development between Japan and the US. These tests bear the possibility of bringing forth a “complete life form.” Then, for some reason, the research is completely aborted, and the doctor is deported to Japan. The doctor’s research results are kept concealed behind the shield of “military secrets.” All of the doctor’s work has been erased from the world around him. He comes to abhor the world in which humans exist. Afterwards, doubts are unveiled that the doctor may have secretly stashed away some of his research upon his return to Japan, and American intelligence agencies begin to conduct maneuvers in his vicinity. A public security personnel chases a dangerous person known as “The Thinker,” who had gotten close with the doctor. This was discovered during our protagonist’s father’s time in office as prime minister and handed off to him, and without the issue being handed over to the subsequent administration, he continued to deal with it from the shadows. Assisting him was the female bureaucrat.
“Only the former prime minister knows the details. The other clues are with that public security man he’d spoken of.”
The public security man remains in his abducted state by the US agency.
“I want you to negotiate with the US, placing priority on getting the man in question back. Negotiation is your specialty. I’m depending on you.”
“Heh. Nothing less from a father and son. You both say the same things.”
Our protagonist doesn’t understand the meaning.

Late night. Our protagonist appears at a meeting for members of the mass media. Explaining the current situation, he announces the establishment of the interim government.
Already, the American government reaches out to the interim government via a direct phone call from the President. Our protagonist requests that the American ambassador be immediately sent to Tachikawa.
The American Ambassador to Japan and the female bureaucrat, dressed in protective uniform, are seen arriving by American military helicopter. The American ambassador speaks on matters of personal affection and national defense in turn. The female bureaucrat continues with honest, straightforward negotiation, insisting upon the importance of retrieving the body of the man from public welfare.

―Osaka
The Chief Secretary of the ruling party, roving around the Osaka-Kobe region giving addresses in the attempt to set up a temporary government in Osaka under the banner of stabilizing global affairs. The Chief Secretary shouts at our protagonist over the screen-affixed circuit phone.
“The state of affairs is simply too much for you. Step down as acting prime minister immediately!”

―Tachikawa Wide Area Disaster Prevention Base
Our protagonist and his entourage are dispassionately engaged in their work.
“I can’t believe our own party’s chief secretary is trying to butt in during a time like this.”
“It’s good to see the world in a simple light. You know who around you is an enemy, and who an ally.”
“So he’s scheming to move the capital to Osaka. Would be troublesome if the governor and the Union of Kansai Governments get tangled up in this.”
“The imperial household has returned to Kyoto, which is also vying alongside the Nagoya region to become the new capital. Local governments and financial circles are of the same mind as regards the moving of the capital.”
“At this point, they’re jumping the gun trying to abandon the national capital of Tokyo. I doubt local governments can understand that these issues are effecting the whole country.”
“From the point of view of the other prefectures, the disaster in Tokyo just appears as a fire on the opposite shore; it’s just someone else’s problem. They’ll still be shouting about astronomical economic losses tomorrow. The only reality the entire country shares in is an economic one. The national debt, the foundation on which the state is maintained, is convulsing. But this just isn’t the time to be shifting the national capital.”
“I don’t have the time to be speaking with the chief secretary or any of his ilk. Tell them what you will. All this is making me want to just leave the entirety of the decision-making on economic issues to Osaka. All we truly need to do is maintain our hegemony over diplomacy with the United States and policy regarding dealing with ‘G.’”
Leaving disaster response and related activities to his remaining friends in Tachikawa, our protagonist moves the location of his headquarters to the destroyer JS Izumo to enable him to devote his sole focus towards dealing with G. He transfers to the vessel alongside the female bureaucrat and the others.

―Onboard the destroyer JS Izumo
The G-Countermeasures HQ, now set up in the interior of the destroyer. Line video comes in on a monitor from an airborne reconnaissance plane. Our protagonist views the city, engulfed in flames, and the halted monster anew. In order to avoid artlessly shocking the creature into repeating the same disaster all over again, all attacks on the monster have been halted.
“Why doesn’t it move?”
“It flew into such a destructive rage. Maybe it’s used all its energy up and is taking a nap?”
“I believe that this moment of stillness is the perfect chance for us to resume our attack.”
“However, the risk of a direct assault is simply too great. If it unleashes that atomic breath again the whole city could be annihilated.”
“Then perhaps the right plan of action would actually be to let this stalemate continue.”
With only meager information available on G, the countermeasures meeting ends inconclusively.
“I wish to be informed of measures that can be taken, including the methods of assault, which could actually end the life of G.”
Biologists, both established and upstarts, are gathered together. They refuse to even believe in the notion of a nuclear microbe, requesting a sample of the creature’s cells as proof.
“For us, the very basis of G’s existence is an impossibility. Biologically, it’s impossible to understand. More than that, it simply cannot be explained using the common understanding of modern science.”
“How a body can coexist with something conjectured to be radioactive material; just what material could allow for such a marvelous vitality; even if we think on such things, without documentation or data, there’s just nothing to discuss.”

―In the vicinity of Shiba Park
Early morning. Changes begin to appear on the outer body of the dormant G. It seems as though the arrangements of his cells have begun to move, bit by bit.

―Various locations around the Kanto region/Sketching out what is occurring in different locations
Narita Airport is filled with a deluge of those hoping to escape to foreign lands. Additional transit services are unable to keep up, with lobbies overflowing with those trying to get home. Expressways, main roads, and highways remain choked with traffic even now. Residential alleyways also overflow with cars. The supply chain is bisected. The Tokyo Stock Exchange and exchange sites/bill settlement systems, urban post offices and metropolitan bank transactions systems are all in a state of stoppage. Japanese stocks crash without any sign of recovery. Japanese yen is bought up by foreign investors who envision huge gains when recovery finally arrives.
“From the point of view of an investor, someone’s misfortune is simply the roots of a big bet.”
Private economics research centers conduct trial calculation on economic losses. They announce that, even in low estimations, the losses to the financial markets will exceed 50 trillion yen. Fears related to the possibility that Japan will be the trigger for a global depression, destabilizing not only Asia but the whole world, are shouted from various developed nations. The interim government in Tachikawa is overwhelmed not only by disaster response but by the need to respond to diplomatic and economic needs. So on, and so forth.

―The destroyer JS Izumo
The man from public welfare alights onto the destroyer via a US military helicopter. The female bureaucrat learns of the existence of the professor and his daughter from this man.
The biology and scientific specialists look over the documents requisitioned from the US.
“Nanonuclear, in other words an N2 bacterium. This is all so sudden, I simply can’t believe it. That there could be an extremophile – an organism that thrives in extreme conditions – which has control over nuclear reactions.”
“It seems that the professor named this anticipated ‘complete life form’ ‘Godjira.’”
“A biological weapon, capable of emitting a radiation changed to heat. Why would American abandon such a military weapon?”
“The negatives, because the professor also discovered a nuclear microbe with those incredible properties.”
“It lost its value for military usage because it could easily be deactivated, with the professor having the way towards peaceful use of the nuclear microbe blocked by pressure from the atomic energy industry and major gas companies.”
“So misplaced resentment resulted in that thing being released out into the world. I don’t feel like being very sympathetic towards him.”
The existence of a separate anti-nuclear microbe which feeds on radioactivity from the atomic microbe, which itself changes radioactivity to heat and lives in symbiosis with G, made the use of the nuclear microbe for military purposes worthless.
So there exists the daughter, who grasps the key to the anti-nuclear microbe which could keep G in check. Our protagonist gives orders that a manhunt be put on by the interim government to find this woman.

―In the vicinity of Shiba Park
The changes to the surface of G’s body have progressed even further. Perhaps its strength is returning; the state of change is accelerating. An unmanned US Forces, Japan reconnaissance plane conducts observations of the change.

―Onboard the destroyer JS Izumo
From the information coerced out of the Americans, the countermeasures HQ learns that because there was no need for G to evolve into a perfect life form, it will continue to multiply by propagating itself, multiplying like rats.
The US government uses the truth of this proliferation to bring in China and Russia and to begin planning a nuclear strike on G.
Our protagonist learns of these movements from informal information pathways. With the evacuation in the metro capital still far from complete, he voices his feelings of extreme disagreement towards a nuclear strike in the area.
“But is there really any other way to defeat that giant life form?”
Our protagonist is at a loss as to how to reply.
The countermeasures HQ learns of the recovery of a sample of the creature’s epidermis from the scene of destruction in Ukishima.
“This allows us to gain at least some understanding of the condition of G.”
At the same time, our protagonist, his expression remaining placid, hears a report that his father’s remains have been discovered in his car in the tunnel.
“You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not the only one who’s lost family.”
Afterwards, once allowed a moment alone, the protagonist is overwhelmed with a sense of acute loss. Without realizing it, he’s suddenly shedding tears. The female bureaucrat takes notice. She returns, without calling out to him.

Our protagonist’s step-mother learns of the father’s death from the secretary.
From the receiver comes the voice of the step-mother directing blame at the protagonist. Having lost her husband, all the anger she’s built up towards the protagonist comes exploding out.
“Is work more important than your own father’s death?! You’re the same as that woman! You coldhearted wretch! You may be the child of his mistress and weren’t given any special treatment, but this is simply too great an overcorrection! My patience has all come to naught because of you!” (Spoken in Choshu Dialect)
Through these cold words from his mother, our protagonist feels his pre-existing value system crumble. Depressed, his work slows down to a crawl. The female bureaucrat watches this change happen in the protagonist.
“Rebelling against your father and depending on your mother. You’re over 40, but you’re still just some brat. Well, I suppose that isn’t all that bad of thing.”

News of the the discovery of the professor’s daughter comes in from the Metropolitan Police Department. Learning of this, Countermeasures HQ immediately moves into action. The female bureaucrat glances over at our protagonist, who just seems unable to regain his footing.
“The prime minister of an entire country shouldn’t be whimpering over being hated by his mother.”
The female bureaucrat strong-arms our protagonist into meeting face-to-face with the professor’s daughter.
“You’re both the same sort of brats, so you should be the one to convince her, you third-generation greenhorn.”
The Maritime Self-Defense Force helicopter takes off from the ship’s deck. The secretary is on board as well. The female bureaucrat watches them depart.
“I’ll be waiting here, believing in you, Acting Prime Minister. After all, you are the man I once fell for. Make me fall for you all over again, third-generation greenhorn, you hear?”

―Near Shiba Park
A cranium-esque pattern has begun to emerge on the G’s body surface. The American government rushes through to gain consensus for a nuclear strike. G has already begun to proliferate. The propagating sections clearly look like individual heads.

―Onboard the destroyer JS Izumo
The fear brought about by the proliferation of G causes the US government to strongly intervene in the affairs of the interim government. The provisional government seems in danger of having its national sovereignty taken away from it. The female bureaucrat and her entourage elbow their way into the negotiations. The US and their allies offer an ultimatum that they’ll force through a UN resolution to approve of the nuclear strike.
“Our power means nothing. Rather, I have the feeling that the nuclear strike is already a foregone conclusion.”
“Ah, it’s too quick of a reaction. As soon as the US predicted that G would exist, surely they prepared any number of scenarios. With that sort of attitude, they’ve also prepared for the worst-possible case in which they’ll reoccupy Japan or reign over it again. I cannot permit such conclusions.”
Our protagonist entrusts the provisional government with the sliver of a hope that they can avoid the nuclear strike.

―A certain locale within the Tokyo Metropole/An evacuation site
With the police, etc. not functioning, and thus unable to retrieve her father’s remains, the daughter is unable to have a funeral service or conduct any of the necessary business. Bearing only a single small bag, she arrives at the evacuation site, sitting silently in the corner. Her finger traces out a photograph of her father. In the photo, he’s smiling.
Our protagonist finds the daughter. The secretary speaks out presumptively. They’re desperate.
“Where is the antinuclear microbe?!”
Our protagonist faces off against the daughter.
“What’s the problem, if humanity is destroyed? If you take into account the 4.5 billion years of history of evolution on this planet, the extinction of a single species is nothing. Rather, is it not more wonderful that in a few hours its evolution will come to an end, leaving only the complete life form behind?”
The daughter had wanted to take revenge for her father.
“Her father’s resentment, which cursed the world, is nothing when standing before the complete life form. How pathetic.”
“A daughter shouldn’t be made to bear the burden of the life of a parent and a resentment of that magnitude!”
“My father was in despair, in pain. I even wished for him to die. It was that man who allowed it all to come true. So all I did was have them use the sample my father left to me.
It was just that we both wanted the same thing. To say that was only my desire is unjust.”
The Thinker appears. (We can consider different approaches here)
“This is this man who will take my father’s revenge, and who will wipe away our sorrows.”
The Thinker discusses with the protagonist.
“I love Japan, but I hate the current state of Japan. My heart is powerless when it comes to leading the people. They can only be saved through violence. Humanity must face devastation, so that it may rise again.”
Our protagonist ignores The Thinker, instead attempting to convince the daughter. Through conversing with the daughter, he’s in fact trying to persuade himself. Parents are separate people, and we seek to yell out for independence from others – from codependency.
“Your life is not something which belongs to your father.”
The daughter’s heart is moved by the raised voice of the protagonist. The man from public welfare arrests The Thinker.
Our protagonist hears of how a cultivated amount of the antinuclear life forms could be snuck into G’s oral cavity, it may result in the freezing of those nuclear microbes within the creature’s body. The daughter hands over a note containing the method of cultivating the antinuclear microbe.

―Microbiology Research Center
Researchers begin to cultivate the antinuclear microbe from the collected sample.
“Will be able to make it in time?”
“We will. Because we’ll only take the amount that’s ready.”

―Self-Defense Force Military Base
Our protagonist pins his final hopes on the plan to freeze G. Representatives from the JSDF, prepared to die, agree to the plan. Our protagonist puts the plan into action.
“I’m afraid I have to leave the rest up to you.”
“The chance of returning back alive is not zero. So this isn’t a problem. All those who participate in the operation will be making it home, absolutely.”
The Central Readiness Force drafts the life-and-death plan as the lynchpin around which the direct injection of the antinuclear life form will occur.

―Interim government HQ
The Secretary-General, having returned to Tokyo, creates a verbal firestorm regarding the acceptability of the attack, which erupts within the intermix government.
“This country became arrogant in its place in the world based on its scrap-and-build practices. This is the third time that we’ve suffered a nuclear attack, and the third time our capital has been destroyed. Japan is strong. This time as well, we will be able to achieve an incredible recovery. Believe in the hidden reserves of strength to be found in the Japanese people.”
Then, on the nuclear armament theory.
“To leave G as is, I believe, would be the same as possessing nuclear arms. We will be able to achieve our longstanding post-war desire to move out from the nuclear umbrella of the United States.”
Our protagonist deals with this in a hopeful, cool manner, not giving up in the face of the hopeless situation in front of him. If there is something to be gained, then there is always something equivalent to be lost. Prepared to be isolated from the word, he decides to live alongside G.
“We’d have to cross swords with America ― no, the entire UN forces ― but I suppose that’s just the way it is.”
“This country will have begun with war it could not avoid, and will end in the same.”
“We absolutely must not go to war. We must not isolate this country, itself surrounded by the sea. Although that may just be a platonic political ideal.”

G’s cranium is already splitting, increasing from two to four.

The American government suffers a rupture, stating that the Japanese interim government is out of time.
After the final report, the US begins its nuclear attack against G without hesitation. Cruise tomahawk missiles affixed with nuclear explosives are launched from the high seas near the waters off Boso.
Pushing past the opposition of the Secretary-General, the protagonist activates the emergency powers of state. He takes on the extralegal powers needed to carry out the plan. The Secretary-General and his entourage scream for his immediate deposition. The Deputy Prime Minister, believing in the protagonist, is unshaken.
As an obvious matter of self-preservation, our protagonist orders the Self-Defense Force to intercept the nuclear missiles flying towards Japan.

―Near Shiba Park/Other locations
Without information being furnished by the American military, the Aegis-class cruisers and skyward-launching patriot missiles intercept all of the inbound cruise nuclear warheads.
Simultaneously, the Central Readiness Force​ is engaged in their final battle against G.
America, China, and Russia let loose multi-warhead long-range nuclear missiles from multiple locations. The JSDF’s missile defense system is unable to handle this sort of nuclear saturation attack.
“The intercept system is American-made, after all. Of course they’re aware of its weaknesses.”
A mass of nuclear missiles converges on a defenseless capital.
Suddenly, G awakens. Standing up on two legs, with a roar its head splits from four parts into eight, with atomic rays bursting forth in every direction. Every missile in the oncoming swarm is shot down. G’s back begins splitting further, the mouth-like crevices opening to emit powerful heat rays. The rays sketch out a parabola in the sky, sending the American aircraft carriers and submarines floating on the surface of the Pacific to the bottom in a single blow. Those associated with America and the UN look on as if seeing a god – or a demon.
With G having used up its energy in this single massive attack, the JSDF jumps into action, restarting its strategic operation while the iron is hot.

Their do-or-die actions result in G having the antinuclear microbe injected into it via eight of its oral cavities. Our protagonist feels that this is, somehow, what G itself has desired.
“In the end, do we have enough of this stuff to allow the freezing process to occur?”
At last, the surface of G’s body begins to harden, its head count decreasing to but 1.5 craniums. People are overcome with a sense of relief.
The form of Godzilla now appears like the sort of stone monument one finds at Buddhist gravesites.

Our protagonist announces the conclusion of the G crisis to the world at large.

The protagonist receives a message from his step-mother via his secretary.
“Thank you for your hard work. You’ve done a great job.”
Our protagonist’s politician friend and the female bureaucrat are by his side. All three, not having slept a wink, look terribly bedraggled, but are smiling.
“No need to Go Dutch this time, this one’s my treat. Let’s go get a drink.”

Conclusion―

 

The group of three who come together are our main characters. They’re shown living life to its fullest. They embrace intuition rather than logic. We see them living life with steady purpose.
Hope and heroic tragedy. This and more are what I hope to portray.
The response of an adult. Adler.

A woman who likes English. Simple, and without overmuch noise. Suited for communication. She stands tall; she’s precise, not vague in her actions and speech.

The G Research Group. America folds, and information is released.
Middle/Low pressure. Warnings.

The US Forces, Japan attack without first giving notice.

An electronic reconnaissance plane flies in the sky above G. Suddenly, G emits its atomic breath and brings down the plane.

“Your father’s life has been passed on down to you. That’s all there is to it.”