Chapter 1035: 1035 1

The Dusty Resistance has successfully raised its reputation as a doorman organization in Euthanasia City.

As for the boss shaking, I would like to go further up. Shaking is upwardly oriented and greedy for what you have become obsessed with. Once the heat cools, let it go light and unobsessed, but life on the back street has yet to show signs of boredom.

Nevertheless, although it is a small organization, there are still limits to the workload. I know that by shaking. That's why I don't even want to recruit new people. I wish I had ten nights with a thoughtful heart.

"Something like this, a feat that makes history famous? You want to do an amazing job, like saving the world's pinch, and let the world know the name of the chocolate resistance, right?

"Not at all"

"Hmmm......"

At the office, while taking care of the big pistol if the shake does, he speaks loudly of his dreams and asks for consent, but he answers instantly with a cold face and voice, roaring like a troubled ten nights.

"I asked Junko to make a gun for me, and I'd like to try and shoot him soon."

A shake that shook and looked at a gun with a sticky design. Seeing that True has a special machine pistol for Junko, which is a horse tame, it is up to Junko to make the shake as well.

"Do you feel mannered by your life these days?

Ten nights asks. I've known for ten nights that shaking is a tedious tach. Even if I continued devising some new play, while the ten nights were still fun, shaking was often boring and just moving on to another.

"No, that's not it. Life in the back streets is a lot of excitement and fun, and you can't imagine getting bored. I'm not, I'm talking about simple ambition. I want to know our names better. Like Senior Aizawa and Junko, I want to be one whose name is told to the Epic class. It's not natural to think that, is it?

"I feel like another bad habit has begun, but be careful not to get obsessed with it and poke at it."

This one also takes care of the gun, while the claw stabs the nail.

"It's okay, Mr. Tsubaki's eyes are shining, so he says he's not stupid enough to stick to that"

"You can't be stupid without me. How long will I have to take care of you?"

"Whatever, till death"

I'm your daughter-in-law.

Ten nights erupt into a shake that answers in a playful tone, and the shake is frightening.

"You're good enough to dream. Well, I know you're worried. He thinks I'm dangerous. [M] I'm aware of that myself. I'm careful because I'm conscious."

I thought ten nights when I heard it, that it was right to shake. It used to be the type of shake that stayed on track or ran wild, but became much more cautious after falling into the back streets. It also combines driving and acting ability to break through even in adversity, so the ten nights are shaken with a sense of peace of mind.

At that time, the color of his eyes changed. Put the gun down, put down the long legs you were putting together, and get up and react at any time.

(The space is shaking. subspace door opened)

Shortly afterwards, the smell of blood snorted. Shake and ten nights are sensitive to its smell, so sniff and tighten your expression immediately.

"Knock it off... it's the same... shake it..."

Villain tone, some tall voice. The voice made all three of us sound familiar.

"Hey... what's wrong with that injury?"

Towards the small outsider who appears, a voice is heard.

All over his bright white body, he's suffered such terrible injuries that he wants to turn away. So much so that the bones and guts are also partially exposed. I found it strange to be alive, but I also think it might be more sturdy than human. But it's not a good injury to turn it down and leave it alone.

"Hurry up, miso."

"I know."

Without having to be prompted to shake, he takes out the miso, leans closer to the little outsider, and supports his body.

"Phew... we're finally here. Hey... I thought I'd die before I got there...... haha...... but I didn't have to die. Because oila is... sturdy."

It was a monster named Eko who was held in his arms and spilled a grin of relief. I know the three of them, and their name is Alisui.

"You don't have to talk. Don't talk until you've calmed down.

A gentle voice tells her, applying a sticky miso to Alisui's white and smooth skin.

"Oh, it's hurting!

"Come on, don't make a scene. I'm not gonna break it."

He pushes Arisui in with disappointment when he storms hard and resists.

"No, no, no, no... I was applying miso directly to my peeling gut... that would hurt"

"You can't treat me if you don't. Patience even if it hurts if you don't want to die."

Ten nights into the room, I said, "I'm sorry."

"What happened? Alisui......"

I'm surprised to see Alisui's adorable sleeping face unconscious.

"You've brought us troublesome things that shake interest you."

I put Alisui's little body to sleep on the couch, wiping away the blood and mud, and he said sarcastically.

On that day, Junko and Tie left Euthanasia City to visit Shinjuku.

This once the largest pleasure district in Japan was a city where the erosion of the back society was intense, but now it is completely peaceful itself.

It's not limited to Shinjuku. Many of the pleasure streets in the heart of the city are in extremely safe conditions. Dark Cities Thanks to the isolation of backstreet residents in designated euthanasia cities.

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The place where people gather is good to get into, not the table, but the city of Anura, which is a major merger of the municipalities of western Tokyo, also helps with the breadth of its range, and the overall fruition is great. In addition, since the back streets have also become a form of cooperation in surface street commerce, the municipal areas of Tama are many times more economically lubricated than before.

Conversely, the economic situation in downtown urban areas, from the mid-twenty-first century onwards, has been moderate but declining. What an ironic story to get rid of the back streets, get healthy and decline.

Unlike Euthanasia City, a couple of beautiful girls and boys walking close together perfectly did not attract as much attention. Sometimes people bump their gaze.

"After all these years, the air here hasn't changed..."

Tired of saying it sounds uncomfortable. I basically don't like crowded places. So, more than usual, it sticks perfectly to Junko, tastes the skin and plush feel, and tries to calm her down.

I don't particularly care anymore because tiredness is a warmth addiction, and I know why extra tiredness catches me when the facades of the lab are outside.

"I like it. Okay, this unique air. I'm afraid I've lost my poison."

On the contrary, Junko, who likes places with lots of people, is a groom.

There are quite a few strangely dressed people who go out, and I feel that Junko's appearance in white is not very noticeable.

"There are too many people, powerful spiritual or demonic perceptions, you can't do this. First, it's too wide."

Tired of remembering Tokyo Dickland. That place was full of energy, too.

At the same time, I remember the conversation I had with Eko in Tokyo Dickland.

Tired told Eko then that there existed an organization that was mass producing the Spirit of Power. That's about a private oil field store. It is a famous rumor between overlives, and I have heard it, although I have not confirmed it with my own eyes.

Both Tired and Junko were surprised by the request from the Demon clan that dominated the private oilfield store to succeed and defeat those who carried out mass production of Power Spirit.

I thought there might be some kind of plan, but they also told me that they were speaking out for Yob's reward, and I also took confirmation from Sister to understand that they were serious. Whatever it takes, don't be foolish enough to deceive both Junko Yukooka and Yob about their rewards.

"It's suspicious that the target might still be lurking in Shinjuku in the first place. Considering how their latent location was identified, we thought we'd found out where we were, so it's not like we're just getting away."

and Junko.

The location of a person belonging to a private oilfield store that produces mass quantities of power spirits in Japan was also kept secret within the same organization, but what was found was that it was confirmed that several power spirits had broken out in Shinjuku District.

It is difficult to believe that there are more than one person in Japan in this day and age who works in dangerous and outward acts such as mass production of power spirits - such as those who possess enough power to do so. There was a high probability that it was seen as the work of a private oil field shop, and the Solemn Clearance Project was launched by the same organization.

"I think the right way to move around and look for each other. I wonder if we can move away from the truth. And the truth is Midori and the set."

Tired of complaining.

"True and tired, I'd love to see your set too, but True looks like you're under a lot of strain, and True seems to go well with Midori. Come on."

"What does double mean......"

Tired of hearing Junko's words and turning from disgruntled to abrupt.

"Let's just go to high school and say the Phantom showed up and went wild"

Junko urges. We regulate as much information as we can on the front streets, and the news reports a fabricated explosion of unexploded ordnance, but there were in fact unrealistic incidents in which a Phantom appeared in high school and the majority of the students were killed by that Phantom.

The Phantom is seen as the one possessed by the escaped Spirit of Power.

I have a few other clues. Information that a senior executive of a private oilfield store named Abraham Yoshida is entering and leaving Shinjuku, taking command of the Ghost Weapon Project. Information that his men have also been witnessed in Shinjuku. And information that there are brothels in and out of Abraham Yoshida.

"Mr. Abraham was originally known to operate in Shinjuku. I hear Mr. Abraham himself was meant to be hiding it. Because I knew they were after me from the inside, too."

"It's an amazing way to continue studying the Spirit of Power in such a state."

"He didn't know where he was lurking. I'm talking about somewhere in the Shinjuku basement. They used supernatural force to tail him. Until we had the case of the Power Spirit Rampage, it seems that the Power Spirit Opponents of the Private Oilfield Shop had difficulty reaching out."

Tired listened to the story and convinced him that the Spirit of Power must have broken through the forceful punishment by storming out and causing damage to civilians.

"How much is it to ask Junko, the enemy? And Junko took it a lot."

"I didn't think you were going to trap me or anything. Sister's on the move anyway. So, I'm twice as curious about people, and if I'm successful, maybe I can get someone possessed by the Spirit of Power."

I think it's tiring that you want the possessed, not the spirit of power, but the pure child.

"Is it not possible that the people who were involved in mass production of the Power Spirit escaped from Shinjuku after letting the Power Spirit run wild?

Tired speaks the question.

"I don't know. Perhaps there is a research facility within Shinjuku that creates the Spirit of Power, but is that research facility something that can be transferred in a hobby? Is it something you can let go of easily? If it turns out we're totally in danger, to the extent that we had an accident that caused us to run wild. Then I don't think we're letting it go. In a way, people who do mass production research are also Mad Scientists. I'm sure they're obsessed with their research."

"I see... I just want to say that I don't know what the scale of the accident was actually and how critical they are, because I have no idea what's going on externally, so I don't even know if I'm going to run or not?

"Hmm... I don't know..."

After tired accusations, Junko becomes an ideological face.

"By the way, is the only thing you ask for is the exorcism of the people who were making the Spirit of Power?

"No, Sister told me I had to do something about that too because the Spirit of Power itself has been unleashed on this land. This one wasn't included in the request for a private oil field store. Hey. I'm tired. You'll be fine."

"Anyway, if the spirit strips away, if it's possessed by someone or lives in something, you can't purify it."

The two arrived at high school that the incident had taken place while still having a conversation afterwards.

The school gate is closed with rope. I can't feel any signs of people. But I can tell from outside the school gate that the spirits are intense and full of thoughts and fears. It appears that the murdered student is ground-bound spiritualized.

"After the folks at the private oilfield store already did some persistent research, hey. We might be able to spot an overlook. When it comes to traces of spirits, Tired, because it's your sense of smell, there will be."

"Treat people like dogs..."

Tired spilled a smile at the school gate, in words spoken by Junko.

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