Since the birth of Lucanenko for several nights, it was with the curse.
A cursed house that deals with curses. His father was proud to buy and sell curses and make cursed guns. For several nights I accepted such a cursed family business without resistance, and I became proud of my father.
I couldn't help but like my father for a few nights, when I continued to teach him the art of handling curses and making guns at an early age.
"You... don't be like me..."
But my favorite father - Kisanganeko - uttered such a dialogue to himself before he died.
I don't know what the hell reason they came to resent my father and kill him. But it's a curse business, so it's impossible to make enemies. It's not the first time I've been raided either. I just remember how many nights, and this is the fourth time.
Jezo responded, but the number of enemies was high. Where I killed seven people, I was shot by the last one.
For a number of nights he was lurking in the shadows and witnessing scenes where his father was shot.
Where the raiders tried to return satisfactorily, they jumped out of the shadows for several nights and shot the raiders from behind.
Several nights I received that the dialogue was as if it were an unwanted curse when the still breathing Gesan cried and uttered the final dialogue.
My father makes himself wear the art of dealing with curses, and yet he says that. I think about whether you wanted me to live my normal life as well.
I'm not normal. Cursed. fundamentally different from those who normally go to school, play normally, study normally, and aspire to go out into normal society. Born in a cursed house, grew up all over the curse, lived dealing with the curse, and eventually, like my father, died cursed.
But I don't doubt how many nights. He said he was proud that it wasn't normal. He said he was proud of this fate. He said he was proud to be cursed.
It would be the word of my venerable father in this hour, but I cannot obey him for many nights.
Build many cursed guns in one, and sell them to many worlds in one. For nights I believe that is the pride of the nights, the pride of the cursed Lucanenko, and the testimony of my father's life.
Sylvia and I went up to the top floor for a few nights, and as we proceeded to the rampage, we went out to a place like the Coliseum. To the ring, not the guest seat.
There are also several entrances in the guest seats, so I guess I can get in here on the other routes. But only one man is in the guest seat.
"Do you even play boss here?
Sylvia speaks provocatively toward the out-of-phase little man dressed in a black robe in the guest seat.
"Lucanenko's daughter, it's been a long time. And the LORD of the Silver Storm Hall, first behold. I'm Aoizuki Festival organizer, one Complex Devil mentor, and Natsukosuke Yamagata."
In introducing myself, I wondered if I was a laughing place, Sylvia, but I can't say anything about other people because I am a woman and I am a woman.
"Mr. Denki, let me talk to you soon."
Nights stare at Aoinosuke and make a sinister voice.
"What the hell is this imitation? Invite me in this way, what are you going to do?
"Before that, another guest."
Kosuke Yamagata has long fingers, pointing to Sylvia and the rear of several nights.
Sylvia felt no sign at all. I didn't realize the man was approaching the rear. Looking back, checking, cells all over the body poppy.
"Ip Mountain..."
"Was Mr. Sylvia here as well? Don't interrupt me."
Ip Mountain passes next to Sylvia - it never passes, and all of a sudden he shoots Aoisuke.
A sudden attack without the same killing spirit. And shoot early.
But the bullet is in front of Aoinosuke, stopping in the air.
"I'm a quick guest. Ye Shan, your opponent is not my own."
Says Yamagatasuke, when the bullet falls to the floor, three men and women show up from the entrance to the guest seat, as if to signal its sound.
Two of them were people that Ip Mountain knew. One remembers seeing Sylvia and I recently for several nights.
"Uemami...... and Sato?
Mimi Uenohara, the great-grandson of her master, Umeko Uenohara, has been detained, held from behind disappointed by a man she doesn't know, and has a gunshot in the head. Furthermore, before that, there was the appearance of Sato Ichigo, a client of Ip Mountain.
"It's wiser not to make bad moves. Ip Mountain, or do you want to try it? With your gun arm, you might be able to kill that man before he pulls the trigger and save his daughter?
Yamaki Noisuke tells her with a laugh.
(Ye Shan's arm can do it. If only they were alone. But there's another grandfather on the side. He's a crook. Isn't it hard to kill this guy and the two of you together, Ye Shan?
Alternating views of Sato and Ip Mountain, Sylvia thinks.
"You're surprisingly dull. I originally served the hospital of electricity."
Sato replies bitterly to the questioning Ip Mountain.
"Ask me to kill the electronics hospital with a location time designation, to protect it from Silver Storm Hall before it is killed, and if I try to kill it now, I will prevent it. The maggots' brains don't make much sense."
He shook his head, Ye Shan said.
"When I said why I chose Ye Shan, I knew that I had left Silver Storm Hall, but it was late. It would be militarily antagonistic, and above all, it would be good to have a cause. Funny."
The electronics hospital reveals its reason while laughing at it.
"Why did you do such a roundabout if you could normally hire Ye Shan as a bodyguard? Is that another delightful offender just because it's funny?
Sylvia asks how she feels.
"I see. As for the deception, Ip Mountain also wanted to dedicate it as a offering, so. It is of great significance to make the powerful a offering of the festival. Besides, it would be better if we put that at its most cursed end. The tragedy of trying to kill me and paying me back in the most miserable way (tragic comedy)"
Sylvia was sick and tired of talking about Aoinosuke in a fun way. The type that does things that don't make sense like this is the most annoying.
"That's how much more likely it is that Mr. Electric House will be killed?
Ask how many nights it doesn't matter.
"That's fine. My life, I can't forgive the sight of heights in a safe place. This is my lifetime aesthetic. Though it may be understandable to the common husband. It's unforgivable for me to put myself thoroughly in a safe zone and destroy the fate of others. To some extent, it's not fun without putting ourselves at risk. If Ip Mountain is the last enemy, there is a slight chance that my seniors will die. Destroy this after being invited to exist that gives my life fear and tension. That's the fun part. Junko Suzuoka's presence was irregular, and he couldn't reach you."
"Instead, we're taking hostages..."
Ip Mountain penetrates with a rare and rugged face.
"There would also be the option of ignoring the hostages. That's another Xing."
Said Yamagatasuke, wrapping his long fingers around him.
"Oh, I forgot. Sylvia Tan, I have something for you."
That said, when Sato took the head of Kishimie Branch and Fujimura Hoshino out of the bag and showed them, he threw them from the guest seat to Sylvia's feet. The two heads fall and roll, freshly sounding at Sylvia's feet.
"Mie Tsukuba..."
I drop my eyes on my neck and how many nights squeeze my fists hard.
"Thanks for taking the time."
Sylvia does not try to blind herself to her neck, but makes a cold voice with Sato staring at her.
"Continuing on from earlier, why did you let go of the assassin on me and call me here? That took the form of calling me your enemy, didn't it? Is that just a game, too?
How many nights hits the question on Yamagatasuke.
"Um, yeah. Creating one who threatens oneself is one of the joys of this festival for my life. But... she's Lucanenko's daughter. My son, your very existence is unforgivable. I always thought I had to kill him. That's what I started to think. But...... I've been waiting for the Day of the Ethereal Moon Festival to dedicate it as a festival offering. I kept him alive until then."
"I don't know. With you... I thought I felt pretty good ~"
"That's unforgivable. Though you won't understand, and understanding is evil again. I can't allow myself to exist with the same - or similar - values as I do. I have to be alone all my life. I am the only one who has reached the beauty of the name of truth. My life must be monopolized. For a few nights, Lucanenko, you were too close to my heart, so I was really blind."
In the nights of shrugging his shoulders, Yamagatasuke continues to speak pale.
"The same goes for treating curses as merchants. It does something similar for my life. That's another eyesight disorder. Many of the participants in the Ethereal Moon Festival of my life were cursed by Lucanenko. That's offensive again."
"No... I knew it was crazy, but I didn't know it was that far. You're just a kid."
"What?"
In a few nights of contemptuous words, Yamaki Noisuke slightly hissed her thin brow.
"That kind of thing, though, is just a kid. An awesome kid's emotion that a tiny kid is annoyed to have a prized rare toy that he has, as well as other kids. You're too old to notice that?
"Shut up."
"Hahaha, I'm a good old girl and my little girl is starring at me and cleaning me up ~"
I laughed at the pieces for several nights at Aoinosuke, who said so briefly with anger.
"Hmm, maybe a little like me, via Yamaki."
and Junko, who came in from another entrance there to the arena ring, spoke out. There are also Kurizo and Yasuse figures in the back.
"Neither do I. The idea of lying and spitting and evil people in this world is that if I were alone, I'd somehow be unable to forgive the existence of someone like that besides me. I don't think you need to be here."
A beautiful girl in white who looks up at herself in the guest seat and spreads her uncontrolled grin. Yusuke Yamagata, whose crimson eyes and gaze fit, gave her a plenty of sarcastic grin with a wide distortion of her mouth.