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An interview interview with Kate at the stable was in the early evening paper yesterday, even though it was today.

"Kate Van Damme seemed pale late in the interview. The seven-grass case was making a scene about the selfie theory, but this time it looks very similar again '

The content of the interview remained as it was, but in the last extra sentence, both the prostitute and the dog owner looked up. Kate was inclined to lay low like she'd given up.

"That's terrible... every gossip magazine is on a level. The desk isn't decent either."

The newspaper I used to work for made Yoshiku depressed for a long time. And I feel sorry for Kate.

"Aly's the first one, Kara. Maybe this is the one for Datta."

"No... but the stable was revamping and crying, and you still write articles like this?

Listen to Kate and the dog keeper speaks the question.

"It wasn't the stable that wrote it. Writing articles is a desk. From several notes delivered by the reporter interviewed, the desk chooses to write appropriately. The desk, which I didn't even interview in the field, doesn't have a sense of the scene, so I'm guessing the content. It is often written that the results of the interview are crushed lightly and that there are no such things. So, even if I complain about the reporter I interviewed as different from the content of the interview, 'I can't help it because the desk wrote it'. The stable must have broken my heart."

Yoshiku explains. He also has a sense of sympathy for the stable, which is also a junior who was in the same area at one time.

"Maybe I'll take a ride on this and write some other articles that will slap Mr. Kate"

Previously refrained, but if even one of the cut in shows up, he sees that it is possible to hitch a ride and continue one after the other.

"Horse farms and liver cedars are saggy. And these two definitely saw the border irane press corps breathing. I mean, at the direction of the Border Irane press corps, I hung Mr. Kate."

And, dog breeders.

"What's the point of turning more attention to Mr. Kate here?

"Even if it's attention, it's still only Japan."

To a long-standing question, the dog owner said.

"What do you think? As the dog breeder reads, if the Border Irane press corps is in the back, it may take to diffuse on a global scale"

Yoshiku expresses his thoughts. It is true that pomposity, not slapping, is the aim, but failed unexpectedly, but there is no reason for Yoshikuta to know.

"If I slap Kareleva again, the Ano will surely ukel the stimulus"

(I guess. Mr. Kate is the last person for Van Damme to poke at. I don't do this nasty way.)

Kate said, and I agreed with you for a long time, but I couldn't imagine Yoshiku and the dog owners, such as the resurrection of Van Dam, who was relieved by Kate's slapping anymore.

"I'm going to tell you something personal, but I've heard about the desk for a long time now, and I've solved years of mysteries."

The dog keeper talks.

"When I won the Brain Reduction Literature Award, I came from a lot of places to cover it, but I'm going to cover it everywhere with the right attitude, so I was also awesome - I was answering it appropriately. But if there's only one of you, there's a guy who's going to cover you honestly. I seriously answered that guy a lot too... I looked at his newspaper articles and they didn't reflect what I answered, and I just wrote cod. But I was wondering then. The reporter who interviewed me wasn't such a rogue copycat."

"I'm sure that reporter must have been hard...... You didn't mean it, and in your heart, you're apologizing to the dog owner."

Smudge and Shizuku say.

"Can you twist and bend with the company's intentions?"

"I guess that's what I mean. Like I said, the desk's gonna be a mess."

"Apparently - does that mean it wasn't the same in your case?

"My place is amazing - I was blessed. The desk speaks well, and I have a good sense of common sense, because he was a good man. I got a cute eye for it too. The stable worked under that desk in heaven, too. But I've heard so many bad rumors about other places."

The desk was a senior who adored Yoshiku during the university rugby department, and at his invitation, Yoshiku joined the newspaper.

"Even if reporters are desperate to use their feet for serious coverage, the desk is championed and insane, finishing up with garbage-like articles that distort the content of that coverage, and so on, it's a daily tea meal. When I say why I do that, it's to fan and distract readers, or for impression manipulation, including Provaganda - you can say it's for money eventually. Even reporters who go to the field to interview you, even if they're sincere or enthusiastic at first, if that's repeated, that's what makes them desperate for their job. That's why so many reporters are such rotten twats. Continuing with cotton, it's the newspaper's rotten schematic."

"I see... Is that what that was about..."

There's something wrong with the rotten rashes, and the dog owner laughs. It's even stranger that I've been aware of that since I was a reporter for a long time.

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"It's not a good interview with Kate at the stable. Worse guys touch people's deaths relentlessly, too. Ask questions that you don't think have very people's minds. To a child who lost his parents in an accident, he said, 'What did you think when your parents died? How do you feel now?' I don't mind asking because it's better for the masses. And one of these days, 'cause this is press work,' I self-justify, and I seriously don't know how to hurt people and I fall back on being a moralless piece of shit. I've seen a lot of guys like that."

"Sun Takada still belongs to Katta, sir."

Kate tells me how long I've been here.

"It's like Van Damme doesn't react. Is that a scorch play? I know you're up to something."

And, the dog owner changes the subject again.

"No, Sole must be, Kara, who fought with me, depressed by that shock and untouched by how many nanos"

"Huh?"

To Kate's overly unexpected words, the dog owner spills a bitter laugh. Yoshiku has his mouth half-opened.

"I'm a Sowie. After a fight with me Sita is so depressing that it also interferes with my work. I'm... a bad woman, Death. I figured it out, Ite, aimed at it, and I deliberately jumped out of the fight cite and it's Kita. to the tame that delays his actions."

"Something's starting to make Mr. Kate look like a lass boss."

Dog breeder who jokes and laughs.

"Shikashi, even Wake who's always depressed. Asumasen. It's time to get back on your feet and move on to action, Death. Besides, once again, the spearhead was pointed at me, and as for Taunton Saleta, he would be absolutely silent and naive."

With certainty, Kate said.

"Mr. Van Damme is not the only one who moves. Border Irane Press Corps and Hepatic Cedar."

Yoshiku says.

"When the hepatic cedar is moving in the shadows, don't set me up again"

"Oh, we have to deal with this."

The dog owner said, and the prostitute nodded.

(Dealing with it)

The dog owner had a few things to think about.

(This guy looks like me. Because they are similar. I generally know what you're thinking)

Dog breeders began to think so as they looked into the liver cedar, and the handling of the dog breeders was flashing.

"The only reason the liver cedar is still eating Omama is because, no, it survives is because of luck. It's some kind of miracle that you're out in public, in a standout position like this, and you would have bought a scattered grudge, but you're surviving, protected by a shitty supporter and supporter. But that's over, too."

Yoshiku speaks out in anger. From time immemorial, hepatic cedar is a journalist's disgrace, just like the belly of a squid.

"Let this guy take responsibility. Let's get this guy guilty."

"I was gonna say that, too."

The dog owner said with an invincible grin to the prolonged words he proclaimed in his true face.

(Of course, legally, it's not just socially, it's just my way - in a way that Shizuku and Kate don't look good - but)

Dog breeder who doesn't put it in his mouth and adds so.

"The next target is liver cedar? I've already had sex with Uchi for a long time, and I'm in charge of Hepatic Cedar."

Said the dog owner.

"What are you going to do?

"Secret. Well, leave it to me."

As soon as he asked, the dog owner gave him a thumbs up and made him laugh.

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