Akiko and Wang, returning to the excellent town of Euthanasia City, were breaking up with the lilies and taking a breather as they dined at the family "Wombat" in Kandobile.
"Akiko lives in an unusual world, so I figured out so much about this one. And Akiko doesn't want to get anywhere near me."
In the words his hopes uttered, Akiko stopped the hand of the meal. I regret that I could have chosen a few more words because I can also see the obvious colour of fear floating in my eyes.
"You no longer want to hang out with me?
"No way. But, you know, I'm no longer normal, and Akiko's not too tight about how she treats me and how she's conscious of me?
This is still the hope that I intend to be choosing words so as not to disturb Akiko.
"So I don't want you to be conscious of that. I want to live in the same place as Akiko."
After conveying the heart you want to convey, Hope asks for Akiko's reaction.
The desire not to do much about putting himself out passed on to Akiko, too, to say so far, I guess it was a statement of readiness. But...
"Even if they say so freaking out ~... I know you're ready. I've been thinking about it for a long time, but the only thing that scares me of my reaction is - I wonder if it's a little too much to ask. That doesn't reduce the distance, and even when I tell him I mean it like I do now, he's such a nori. Bye..."
I was told by a sigh of sigh, and my hopes grew and I nagged.
"Look, that's what it is."
"I'm defoed to ask people how they look, so it's hard to cure them. I don't want to lose people's mood, I don't want to fight..."
The hope of remembering what Misaki told me.
"What? You can have a fight."
Akiko laughs off.
"But... I don't like to argue, and Professor Misaki told me to avoid fighting with women, and to ask forgiveness from a man when it comes to fighting, and to apologize for Hiraki."
"What? Looks like an idiot. So what happens if I'm wrong? Yet you have trouble giving up your thoughts and being apologized for. You should have fought if you really got to your head. If you think you're right, you can claim it. We can make it up to each other later, take them, admit it, forgive them."
The word of Akiko was scaly from the eyes, if you look from the eyes. I admire that idea, and yet I remember something like respect for what Akiko said openly, at the same time as joy.
"Fumizaki blew me into something weird, and you're really taking it? Give me a break."
"No... I guess Akiko is more convincing. I believe what Akiko said."
His hopes were clear, and Akiko smiled lightly.
Three days after the disturbance in Zunfantasy City ended, a couple ramen of five cardboard boxes was sent to the Snow Oka Institute.
"Akiko didn't want to drag you into the world you're in. If that could have a negative impact on you, I think it might bring you closer to the risk of death."
I say to the truth that I'm in the same room as I pour hot water into the coupler men.
"It's just like the old me. True you..."
"Don't talk about the old days."
True to pronounce a rather sinister voice and block the story of Junko.
"Well, listen..."
Junko took his gaze off and gave him a heartless or worrying look, so the truth is don't bite any more.
"I've already decided to be ready, and I believe, and I intend to do what I can to the fullest. But, True, you've been screwed a few times before, haven't you? Have you ever wondered how I felt then?
To the inquiry of Junko, the truth pushes silence.
"I'm sorry to ask you mean things. The answer is, I just believe..."
Where the silence lasted a long time, Junko laughed and told him.
"I'm worried about you, but you could be dead. How dare you, I don't have a lot of those horny emotions left for me. It's not like there's none at all, though. I guess I should say it's getting dull. The harm of immortality depends on overlife, but in my case, negative emotions are missing a lot. So I can just strongly believe it. But... Sometimes I get very worried, and it's very unstable. Come on. haha."
Junko is laughing, but to his true heart, the story of Junko sounded heavy.
"When you're gone, I wonder if I can cry like I used to, vaguely. When you're gone... maybe you can grieve. So... I wonder if I'll keep looking and walking again. I've been searching and walking for a thousand years, and now I've made all kinds of connections and strengthened my edges, and now that I'm back with you, I feel like I'm going to find a way to follow the rest of my soul, because I've studied it independently, and now I'm going to find it a little faster."
That's all I talked about, Junko, who opens the lid of the couple ramen and rinses it off. The truth remained silent and I couldn't say anything. I do have something to say, but I can't speak of it clearly.
(I will never die. for you, too)
The dialogue is embarrassing and unspoken.
"Akiko thinks a lot about whether you'll feel the same way about me in the future or if you still feel the same way about me then. The side who dragged his favorite child into the mud has to be quite prepared to accept and walk with him."
The phone rang as he spoke while scrubbing the ramen.
"Oh, Mr. Yukioka. I'd like you to join Rainbow Shore again for the next plan, but can't you just bait and somehow lure it out?
"Professor... did you like Lily?
To Misaki's demands, Junko gave a bitter laugh while rubbing the ramen.
Three days after returning home from Zunfantasy City. Haya Biton lived his days, ready to be taken responsibility and killed, but no shakeout from the middle up comes.
But I'm sure it's not for free. There was only one soldier who could be rescued, Nathan Pollock, out of the ten who were taken. The result is really scattered that the remaining nine can't be saved, that they can't send casualties to the soldiers who made their way to the rescue, and that they can't kill Miyazaki. Moreover, these were cut off after ignoring the order. In view of previous executions of private oilfielders, it is stranger not to be executed.
This is such a ruthless organization. Those who make serious mistakes, even those of the Demon clan, make harsh solemns. Sarah Demon's self-harm is vivid in her memory these days.
Mika Tsukinawa harshly disputed that Sarah had been on the phone with herself until shortly before she died and that she had been driven to self-harm by the organization, but both the private oilfielders and the Demon clan stuck as virtually rootless. But everyone in the organization knows. Whether what Mika Tsukinawa says is more true or not.
And finally, a call was made to Biton from his immediate boss, Rafael Demon.
He didn't tell me to kill myself verbally, the last person was not coming, and the point was not made that a call would be made, but still ready to execute, Biton heads to the Tokyo branch of the private oilfielder.
Into the room that was put through, Biton was surprised. There are many other executives besides Raphael. Even the executive commissioner who partitions the running of the Demon clan inside.
"Haya Biton. You will die. On the face of it."
To the words of Raphael, who spoke pale, Biton doubted his ears.
"Not to be solemnly cleared, but when I saw your courage and your faith in saving your men with your life, I judged you to be a man enough to believe. So we decide to die and have one of us come in."
"We are a gathering of those who seek to overthrow the current system of control of private oilfielders and demons."
It was the old man, an executive commissioner of the Demon clan, who told him so. He is one of the top members of the clan.
"One way or another, the purpose is to purify the Demon Clan. I want to drive away the ruthless and ruthless and reform the organization, like relentlessly cutting off my body as well. And in order to devour his own interests, he wants to change the policies of previous organizations that sow a spark of strife all over the world."
"Isn't that the kind of operation where you say that, gather the rebels together and scratch them all out?
"That's a funny read. You don't have to be such a hassle, it's quicker to assassinate him quickly. Just like you. If you just want to kill me, I'm just killing you."
To Biton's point, the old man, the consul commissioner, laughs.
"I don't have a choice, do I?
"Of course it is, but your heart is - how about a choice of heart? Does your heart refuse?
To the inquiry of the old man as he looked with tender eyes, Biton spilled nature and a grin. My heart is set.
Four days after returning home from Zunfantasy City. The three men, Kishima Tree, Hayazawa Morijuku and Kentaro Echino, were summoned by a certain figure.
Waiting on the top floor of the hotel was a shallow, black-skinned boy in white ruggedness. White Fox String Spiral - a super big man, who is the head of the White Fox family, the landlord of spiritual defense, one of the top executives of the center, the Thirteenth Staircase of Pleasure, which sums up the back streets, and even one of the true rulers of this country.
"Think I've done a lot of bad things to you guys. Come on. Junko cautioned me, and I finally realized that. Sorry."
Kijima's three people utter nothing to the string screws apologizing for Kijima's previous poor treatment.
The task that is occasionally brought in is extremely irrational in nature, as it was largely left unattended, with many of Kijima's lives scattered slightly and left resting on their bellies.
The tree wasn't calm inside either, but he gave up, I guess, bringing the realization that he could handle it that way. Still, they were adamant to assume the role of shader of spiritual defense.
"The three of us talked and decided. I know Kijima is free from this."
"I thought so."
To the words of the tree, the string spirals laugh small.
"So, do you have an idea how to shake yourself in the future?
"I thought I'd become a backstreet resident, learn from a star charcoal sorcerer, and solve the troubles of paranormal relationships as a business"
"I thought so."
The string screws out the display and fly it to the tree.
A display that flew through the universe flipped in front of a tree. What was written was the registration process as a backstreet starter. It included introductions to informants, lateral connections between starters and finalists, and introductions to partnership agreements with hubs. All of them, it was understandable to all three that Beginner on the back street was their good offices to make it easier to start work on the back street.
"It's largely a pattern, hey. It is also for people in rough relationships who quit their jobs in the country to fall into the back streets. That's why I'm at least offering you a different kind of assistance."
"Care, Appreciation"
To a string screw laughing, the tree drooped its head with no expression.
Rain Shore Mansion.
Only two people in the living room are Lily and Akiko. Lily is knitting and Akiko is browsing the net by projecting a display in front of her.
"Hey, Mom. Why is Mom still a prosthetic? Mommy can make it into a normal hand, right?"
Akiko asks what it is. Ever since I heard you interact with Miyazaki the other day, I've been curious.
Asked a question by Akiko, Junko's smile hits the back of her brain
"Was that something I shouldn't have asked?
Look at the lily you don't try to answer, says Akiko.
"I don't want to talk, I don't need to know."
In place of words, a lily with a soft tone.
"Yes, I totally forgot. Say thank you to your mom."
"Thank you?"
"Because you went with me to help me hope. Thanks, Mom."
In thanksgiving, Akiko sits next to Lily and hugs her so that she can snuggle from side to side.
"Oh... I'm in the way."
"I feel very much like doing this right now. So don't refuse."
It was a lily that looked loud, but he listened to Akiko's request and continued knitting, dressed to keep Akiko's head in his arms.
"Even though my mom gets tired of me one day and knows I'll throw it away like garbage, she's still full of feelings for my mom now. I'm so happy, and I appreciate it, my dear."
Ashiko's dialogue, spoken in a dreamy tone, runs with a tingling pain in Lily's chest.
(It can be thrown away...... Dumped...... I...)
Lily embraces strongly about Akiko, evoked by the worst memories of her life and strongly aware.
"Mom......?
I feel Lily's body tense, and Akiko is surprised.
"Do something stupid...... Have you forgotten what I said to Junko the other day in Jong-Phantom City? Or maybe you didn't hear me?
"Huh? Were you serious about that? I thought it was a lie to harass Junko."
Listening to Akiko's dialogue, which he says unexpectedly, Lily flashes.
"If you were Taro Platinum, I'd poke you in the ear with this stick and make the streets look good."
"Eh... I mean, that's more important to you than me, Kitaro Shirakata?"
"Oh, should I stick it through your ears as well as your back and stir it up in your head?
Saying noisy things and keeping himself in a smiling lily, Akiko also laughed strangely when he creaked.