Chapter 1080: 1080 13

At the dojo of the Ueno family, Angelina slept in large letters.

Angelina was being done. A nightmare I've had a lot lately. A dream where the people I've killed turn into zombies and chase Angelina around in groups.

Once Angelina was a Grim Penis executive, she abducted several Japanese and put them on a boat, killing them in a cruel way on board.

I didn't even consider my actions evil then. The Japanese did not doubt that existence itself was evil, and it was a feeling that they were succeeding or losing it.

Now I think I was a completely psychotic freak. I even wonder why you were doing that.

Asking forgiveness, Angelina escapes desperately.

Before that Angelina, as a child, the first classmate I drove to a fig suicide showed up and got stuck.

"Cursed killer! Waiting for you is the blaming bitterness of hell that will never be saved forever. You look forward to it after you die!

Spread the distorted grin and the child screams. Angelina is attacked by a bottomless fear and comes to the spot.

There's a bunch of zombies chasing me from the rear, screwing up Angelina.

Crying and desperate to resist, but too many zombies to do anything about it.

"Wake up. Angelina."

When I woke up by my voice, Umeko and Uemami were peering into me. I can see you're worried about who you were.

"Jap......"

I know it's a dream and I'm relieved, but I can't get out of fear and guilt.

Angelina had had various experiences since she became what she is today, and her mind had changed dramatically.

I secretly suspected that that abuse I had suffered at the Sana 'a Biological Laboratory - the days of hell that turned to the position where I was thoroughly abused and could never end - would be a reward for what I had done so far. I wondered if God had punished him. But back then, there were no major changes in mood.

Then, just because it was just pathetic, the clouds in Angelina disappeared little by little at the same time that gratitude boiled over to Ye Shan, who saved himself.

While I was acting with Ye Shan - and I was in trouble with the Ueno family, and while I was playing with Ueno Mi and the kids, the cloudy things in Angelina disappeared beautifully somewhere. And instead, a fierce guilt appeared in her heart, and came to pass.

The sins committed and the business held are too heavy and great. I have a desire to make amends, but I don't see the technique either, only the pain is swirling.

Once upon a time, sinners have seen on television that recognizing and revamping sin is the greatest pain and punishment. I know that very well now.

And we also know that the desire to make amends is, in the end, the desire to escape suffering.

"Jap......"

A glimpse of Upper Beauty peeking in worryingly, then Angelina sifts and shakes her head sideways.

The most painful thing is being admired by Upper Mi and neighborhood children. I always become conscious. If everyone finds out how bad I've worked in the past...

"Even if you can only talk to Jap, it's funny because it only conveys feelings"

Umeko says and makes tea.

"Yeah, Mr. Angelina, it looks painful. But all it conveys is feelings, and I don't know what's painful"

Uemmi said as she stroked Angelina's forehead. On top of that, Angelina grips beauty's hand gently.

"I'm sure you don't want to talk about that, even if you can speak the language?

To the words of Umeko, Angelina turns away.

I don't want these people to know that my past is dead. I can't talk, and I don't think it's that easy to find out, but I know Junko Yukioka, who made me look like this, for example, and there are a few others who know what I do. It's not what I found out where it leaks from.

Including this fear, Angelina becomes conscious of whether it is a punishment inflicted on her.

Sylvia returned to the Silver Storm Hall mansion. I leave it to the guards of the Lucanenko mansion, where there are nights.

Why Sylvia left the Lucanenko Mansion to kill Aoisuke Electric House, who is sending assassins. It also intends to gather information before doing so.

"Lord, good luck!

"Thank you!

Seeing Sylvia, greeting her with a cheerful voice were Fujimura Startail and Raccoon City Lunar Vegetables, apprentice warriors who had just entered the Silver Storm Hall three months earlier.

"You... the word" hard work "is a word used for those under your control, so be careful."

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"Oh, did you! I'm sorry!

Spilling a smile and Sylvia cautioned, Raccoon City Luncheon droops her head in a nervous voice.

"You guys seem all muscled up, and stretch it out tight. Don't allow yourself to compromise."

"Ha!"

"Thank you very much! I'll do my best!"

Lived by Sylvia, the apprentice warriors scream with care.

(Glad to have a promising guy in)

As the owner, I am always concerned about maintaining the organization. For Silver Storm Hall, I want so much talent that I can get my hands out of my throat. At work, I want as many people and people as I want. There are no years without human consumption, etc.

(Even though I've been in charge for decades, I freak out every year. People are dying this year, and new guys aren't coming, and we're not going to be able to maintain the Silver Storm Hall. You're no different, I...)

I'm disgusted with myself for being frightened by the misery of decline. But I've given up trying to change myself. Sylvia sighed, saying the combination of eternal life and yet a growing mind sucked. Besides, I urged the newcomers to grow up, and they said they wanted this body.

(Well... do you want to go face-to-face with ohmy rape? I've been busy lately, so they're going to complain again.)

Sylvia, who resides in two organizations, but whose emphasis depends on whether that organization is busy or not.

Several warriors were dispatched to the Lucanenko mansion, as well as Naito butcher Mitsubishi as a replacement for Silvia.

"You're still an amazing gardener."

Slaughter Mitsubishi does not hesitate to say what he thinks while providing a few nights escort to take care of the garden.

"A lot of people make fun of my garden, but I keep this up with a lot of effort ~. Dead flowers don't have to be dull. It also takes time to wither. Makes it prone to wither and yet last a little longer in withered condition. I always have to take care of it."

Nights say, working on separating undead flowers from dying flowers, and withered flowers.

"The interior of the mansion is twisted with its head, too. How can I make it more enjoyable for my guests? Just the choices and placements of the statues are scattered and distressing. For me, this mansion is a very important treasure."

"I love the interior of the mansion."

"Really? Glad you could say that."

I looked back at Mitsubishi the butcher and laughed at him for a few nights.

"How many nights do you like our Lord, why haven't you attacked us before?

"Eh..."

The words cloud for several nights of boulder in the slaughtered branches that do not even wrap the words in oblate at all, but mouth them with straight balls as they thought.

"I can't say it well, but should I have spoken aggressively from this side? Me, not so bold...... hey...... Maybe they thought it was annoying, so I thought," Come on. "

"Hmm, I think I should aggressively gang up. Given the character of our Lord. Ah... I said extra things to my enemies, sss"

Slaughter Mitsubishi smiling like a prank

"Are you an enemy? But thanks for the advice."

He smiles back at Mitsubishi, thanking her for a few nights.

"I guess a strong push means it's more effective for your sister"

"I'm not sending salt to my enemies anymore, sss. You can take my word for it, you can doubt it, sss."

"I'll take a look at the desk."

"Goddamn it... Goddamn it, sss"

"No, no, don't say that there, even with a joke. Ah..."

Well, I came up with a few nights.

"I wonder what your sister would think if I went into the Silver Storm Hall, too? Sister, do you think I'd be angry if I meant the impure motive you're looking for?

"No, I don't think I'm angry with you, Sz. On the contrary, the skilled talent comes from the sss that the Lord wants and can't wait to see. Whether you have a lower heart, I'm sure you'll understand, sss."

"Oh well..."

I believed in the words of the slaughterhouse branches, and I made up my mind lightly for a few nights. After this one is solved, I'm trying to get you to let me in as part of the Silver Storm Hall.

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