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Uchi was going to use Uemura parents and children to write more Kate slapping articles, but now that the public eye has turned to the conflict structure between Van Dam and the private oilfielder, and I don't feel like putting the article on at this time right now will get me much attention, so I'm asking for the opportunity.

But always, the heat of this conflict structure did not subside, and when it did, the very topic about Kate was also lost, thinking that it might expire.

Above all, there is something strange happening to the Akamura family. This is the problem. It was like a journalist on the back street approached the Akamura family and trusted Suharto as well. In the meantime, a state of emergency has arisen in which Qian Jing tells us that he will turn away.

A call from Chiyong made me see signs of interference with my plans. I can't hesitate when this happens. Even now, I forced Akamura parents and children to shave and decided I should make an article, and Uchi was in a hurry to drive.

For now, I plan to make an article appealing to the reader's emotions, but I need a big one cushion before I do. Currently, the public eye has gone to the conflict structure between Van Dam and the Border Ilane press corps, rather than Akamura parents and children. Before that, there is some sensational topic to turn your attention back to here again.

The topic has already been considered. Let Chigi do a wrist-cut. And "the girl who extended to the less self-inflicted act of guilt consciousness. Hunt down a girl who's not even old enough to be a good Kate Van Dam. I write articles with the argument that I will still wear the Virgin's mask, the worst coward 'and so on, and I think I should get the public's attention again.

noon the day after Chiyong contacted me. The belly was headed to a certain place by car.

(The big fat guy like Yoshiku Takada must also have something to do with it. This... tastes bad. It tastes terrible. I don't know, but it's not good.)

Drinking dignified while driving. I can't help but drink. Even to calm my stressful self now, and - given the forceful means I'm about to do, I can't stay primitive.

(We'll have to meet in person and do something about it. That little girl...... at the minute of a poor immigrant little girl, she doesn't move the way I think she does and annoys my hand or something, I can never forgive. You want me to punch you about two or three shots)

Even if you're drunk, you can't contain your anger. Rather amplify. Drunk and troubled is also a womb that has been there many times in the past.

(What do you think I am? Who do you think you are? You're a journalist. He's the most honorable and noble man in the world. He's the bearer of the truth. Damn...... that...)

With an extended grunt without speaking out, Uchi was driving abusively and headed to the school where Chiyong attended.

At present, in front of the Grim Penis Japan Branch building, the police force is not in line and is under guard.

Van Damme was stunned by the words of his response when he contacted the police. 'I knew there was a raid, but I thought it would be resolved on its own, so I watched,' he said softly. But I had lost sight of the idea of relying on the police, and I didn't have to say anything, even if I didn't deserve to say the other person anyway.

The cops aren't the only ones protecting Bill, some of the warriors at Silver Storm Hall. This one is small in number, but individual powers far outweigh police officers.

A small distance from the building, a mixed group of nearly ten outsiders and Japanese puts down several cars and motorcycles to ask about the building in a faraway winding. But I won't try to get close.

"I don't have a hitter."

Charles said in a distracted voice.

"Wait here for a while. But it's tough being on a motorcycle."

It was Adonis who said that. He was practically in the position of commander of the assassins.

"I just have to get a tent and a sleeping bag. It's been a while since I've slept with anything like that."

Charles smiles remembering the battlefield.

And there came one new bike there.

"Is that the press? I don't think so."

Adonis squeaks. It was a woman riding a motorcycle.

The bike stops in front of us, but no one is on guard. If they're hostile, there's no way to park like this. Because we are approaching and exposing ourselves to dignified gaps.

She was a woman in uniform outfit in two colors, black and pink. The same goes for helmets. Besides, the hair that has been exposed by taking off the helmet is also a absurd fluorescent pink.

"You know, I was hired by an organization called Private Oil Fields, and so were you guys, right? I saw I was. No, you're not."

"That's right."

Charles answers a woman's quick question.

"Oh, good. Me too. We're all in this together, so it's okay to recognize that we're all working together, right? You'll let me in, too, won't you? I'd be annoyed if they did that to get me off the hook because I'm the only woman. What about there?

"I don't care if it's done on my own, let's have it followed here, Masami Toriyama"

Additionally, Adonis speaks the name of a woman who speaks.

"Oh, you're an outsider, but you knew my name. I mean, Mr. Adonis at the end of the story we've been talking about lately. You speak Japanese well. A little sloppy, but good enough not to bother me."

"Thank you. I was bored, so everyone's happy to have a chat."

"Huh? The irony now? I'm not talking, am I? I don't care if they decide to do that on their own. Not as good as coming to mind though. Or do you want me to shut up?

"It's about mild talk, and don't take it seriously. If you want to talk, talk."

"Oh, yeah. Then you're talking."

(You'll end up liking to talk...)

Seeing Adonis and Masami interact, Charles concludes so and smiles.

"So, what's the situation with this now? If you're the leader, can you explain?

"As you can see. Don Patti is too reckless for a police opponent on a boulder. There's a lot of them, and I don't want them to look at me hostile to the police. If you say that to the client, you don't have to set it up, so stay in a position where you can move quickly and wait."

In response to Masami's question, Adonis answered the situation.

There comes a wagon car running through the side of the assassins to the building.

"That's the press."

One of the assassins said.

"Which..."

Charles projects a holographic display and shows television.

As I switched channels, I eventually saw footage showing the obscurity in front of Grimm Penisville. I'm pretty sure it's reflected from the car heading in front of the building right now.

After a while, the footage was switched and the Border Ilane Press Corps representative Theodore Scion Demon - that is, the image of their client - was shown.

'It makes it look as if we appealed to violence. It's a clear selfie. We only fight with pens. "

When I heard Theodore speaking with no expression, the faces I was peeking at the TV Charles turned on were frightened.

"It's terrible. It's hard to understand a nerve that can lie like you breathe and throw up. It's an incredible level of being the same person. No, you don't want to think so. I want to think of it as another race."

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"We may be... but I still don't want to fall as bad as that. Nature and contempt boil down."

"Yeah, I know. I agree. Honestly, I, I think Mr. Van Damme, is right, and I support him. I mean, why did I get hired on this side? Mr. Van Damme asked you to do that, didn't he? I wish you'd called me a little faster, and yet you'd have asked a private oilfield store to do it first. It strikes me in the head. It's a pump."

Charles, an anonymous killer and Masami said respectively.

Upon arriving at the elementary school attended by Qian Jing, Wu Bei was keeping an eye on the front door of the school building.

I came a little too fast. It's not time to drop out of school yet.

(Let's check the points of exposure in advance. I like places that are invisible to people. I know the way out of school, so there's something about the bend...)

Wu Belly keeps wandering around the school with that in mind.

(Not yet...... Shit, it's coming back)

I have been drinking chickens and booze since daytime, so I can't enjoy my urine and stand and piss beside the school.

While you're doing that, time's running out...

"Hello, can I help you?

Suspiciously, I was asked by a teacher who came out of the school building. But the belly doesn't panic in particular.

"Oops, it's nothing suspicious. This is what I am."

Uchi laughs lovingly and offers his business card.

"Free Journalist Ubelly Law"

Before the title Journalist, such as Teacher Style, you will fall down by appeasement and respect - believe that and don't doubt it, waiting for the other person to react to your taste.

"Bye Risu, huh?

But the opponent's face became increasingly suspicious. When I saw the reaction, my belly became irritated.

(This guy, you don't know who I am? I didn't know you were in the press... what a teacher attitude. An unknown garbage teacher!

I have had similar reactions many times before, and every time I was angry at myself for thinking the same thing.

When this matter is over, the next target will be the job title Teacher, and when I slap him thoroughly, Uchi decides on his mind. Once, when I was a kid, having that teacher as a scattered shield conveniently drove me to the other side of oblivion.

"Look, didn't the kid who used to go here go on TV? I know that girl. of a child named Chiyo-chan Akamura. Make sure you know what you're doing."

However, it is not easy to be reported, so it takes the form of a thousand crystal requests after being grubby and answering honestly.

(Shit, thanks to this shitty teacher, the plan is ruined...)

I took him in the car without question, made plenty of threats in an unpopular place, and I was going to make him listen, but he couldn't do it either.

When the teacher did return to the school building, it was just time to drop out of school and as many children came out of the school gate, he could also confirm the appearance of Qianjing.

Thousand crystals are openly turning a vigilant eye, but still, without fleeing, they stop in front of their wombs and confront their wombs.

Before leaving the school building, Qianjing confirms via email with Yoshida. He said he was already standing by and watching properly where he could see his womb.

(If we talk, can we get him out without resorting to coercive means? No, that's better in this situation)

That's how I decided, and I stare down at Chiyong and try to spread the makeup and laughter.

"I really need to talk to you. I was wondering if you could come with me. It's important. It's hard to talk about here then."

……

Thousand crystals were annoyed. This is a desired development for Chiyong as well, but he thought it would be suspicious even if he answered instantly, and decided to make it look a little lost.

"Okay."

The grin of the womb turns into something evil, to a thousand crystals snorting naggingly.

"Well... there's a car parked over there"

Urged by the belly, Chiyong takes to the car.

"All right, all right, you've been good so far."

A dog owner lurking inside a nearby candy store laughs when he sees how it is. I have been in the store for a long time.

True took turns watching, just as Shizuku and the dog owner watched, a wu-bellied appeared. Suharto's escort will be gone, but as long as we keep an eye on the trends between Uchi and Chiyoko, we assumed it would be okay.

"Shall we go after them, then? Auntie, I'm sorry to interrupt so long."

"No."

The aunt at the store grinned. I told my aunt at the store in advance that we were detectives, and she told me to bring Chiyong along at school time and let me see her because she was guarding her, and after I said no properly, she let me stay in the store.

"I've never tailed you on a motorcycle..."

I was anxious about the area for a long time, but I asked Chiyong in advance to have a conversation with Uchi in the car to attract his attention and not alert him to tail.

"A thousand crystals texted me. Whoa..."

"What's going on... are you serious?"

Looking at the content of the email, Shizuku and the dog breeder were stunned. "Smells like booze," it said.

"Drunk driving? If there's an accident, don't let Chiyoko die alone."

"I'm gonna lose sight of you, so I'm gonna go after you."

Yoshiku rides a motorcycle.

"I have a transmitter on, and you won't lose sight of it. Unless you're wearing a transmitter on the inside of your clothes and you're a lollicon erotic, you won't be able to find it."

The dog owner says on the back of the long haul, but because of its potential, it was a long haul that I thought I had to tail just in case.

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