The Electric House Gradual Purification Sai and its followers live in a fairly spacious mansion thanks to the provision of one of the believers. Almost all the interiors are Japanese-style, and there are few rooms with no bamboo, no obstacles and no tatami. The living expenses of the believers are also covered by the providers of dwellings.
One of the faithful, Kaihe Shinzo Ayaka Kakenzo, was the newest believer until recently. Fifteen years old. He is a runaway boy, who soon followed Jingsai as he met him.
When I met Jingsai, Shinzo was put in something called drinking. If he was literally screamed for drinking and closeness, strangely, his temper recovered somewhat. A little, but definitely easier. With that experience, I was convinced that Jingsai was not just the patriarch of the Inchi cult, but actually the bearer of superordinary powers.
He has rebelled against his parents, wielded terrible domestic violence, and has run away from home. I've ruined everything in the house to tears. There are some feelings of regret, but more hatred remains than that. Every time I remember that face my parents can threaten, the feeling of scuffling boils stronger.
"You have no idea where we're going."
There was only one junior believer in such a constitution. It's Kumi Hangato, the girl in sailor clothes right in front of you. It's not that it stays in the same outfit all the time, but when I go out to preach, I also calculate the publicity effect and make it into sailor clothes. I am now just returning from preaching to take a breath.
I'm sure she's a beautiful girl with a Rin face, so Shinzo remembers her chest squealing every time she can stare. Just being together makes me feel happy. I naturally know who that emotion is, but I was pessimistic on my own that there was no way such a pretty girl could match herself, and that there was no way she would make me feel the other way around.
"Don't you care about the future or something?
"I just don't have a place to go... because Mr. Jin-sai will accept... that's all. I try not to think about future worries or anything. Is Mr. Hangato anxious to be here?
"I'm telling you to call it by name. I hate that last name. It's nothing. I'm not fine, either. I've been running away from home, too. I'll stop going to school. I sincerely blamed you."
Even if you ask me to call you by name, Kumi is seventeen years older than the third constitution, so there is a lot of resistance to the third constitution.
"You hated school?
"I had friends, I had fun, but the fact is I couldn't breathe. It was tough to honor students."
I hear the word "honor students" from Kumi's mouth and I feel something stabbing me in the chest of the Constitutional Trinity. So did I myself. I was desperately honoring a student. I was trying to be that way.
"It's just that I wasn't able to do what I thought was right, I did it right my own way. This... I'm not proud of you, but I've always been a leader in my class at a glance. I intend to have lived right at all times. Even if you see the sight of bullying, you can't help but stop, Tachi. When I see someone in trouble, I can't help it, Tachi. What no one wants to do is run for it because they think they have to. Tachi. This is, at first sight, a sense of justice, and I might want to be good, but I'm a pain in the ass, right? People with courage, fine people, they take it personally around, but they don't. That's just touchy. I get a mouth or a hand. The result is honor student treatment. Leadership. Trouble contractor."
But hearing Kumi's story, Shinzo remembered his disappointment and relief at the same time. It's as if it's not the same as the fact that the Constitutional Third pupil does honors. Kumi is a natural. Shinzo was just forcing himself to play honors.
"Did you stop bullying and not get resented or bullied?
"Just the first one. The usual pattern. A guy who bullies will never bully you if he finds out he's serious and strong. Half resistance. Then no. Serious resistance. I make a grand appeal in front of my teacher's eyes, and if I have to, I'll stick around from here. And I behave brightly. Then he couldn't resist, and on the other hand, he didn't go to school. So, there are actually more students who don't like bullying, so support leans this way."
Kumi replied with a laugh to the question of Constitution III.
(Dimensions are different from mine. Kumi is... not normal, he's really up there...)
Aware of the difference between Kumi and himself, Shinzo feels a fierce sense of inferiority.
"I know you don't like what you think is splendid, but from me, you think it's splendid. I'm more... boring."
"So I'm an interesting person? But my life was boring, wasn't it? Every day I was about to catch my breath. That's why I'm here now."
Seeing the constitution three tends to sink, Kumi said, spilling a smile.
"I've always wondered about my life riding on the rails. But that's normal, because it's what my parents want, and I've followed it for that reason. But I got out of there, and now I'm really blaming you."
With that said, Kumi smiles refreshingly. He sees no regrets. He also regrets what he has done.
"I'm a little relieved to have someone to talk to here because I was only an adult."
Out of a total of five Jingsai and his four followers, only Constitutional III was a minor.
"Oh well. You haven't talked to him before?
"We had about a conversation, but I knew we were adults..."
"Kick-ass, kick-ass! What a shame! That grown-up!
A handicap opened during the conversation and Jingsai came in laughing out loud.
"Hey Jin-sai-san, let's knock."
Kumi protests in a soft tone.
"I've never heard of a knock or anything on a handicap, and you didn't realize you were listening there?
"Wow, terrible patriarch. Isn't that why there's so few people here?
"I don't know, we didn't have any monsters who came in and left. Kakaka."
Kumi wants to flatly tame his patriarchal opponent, but gradually Jingsai smiles back without his will. Kumi learns to be familiar with these kinds of ease of Jingsai.
"There's nothing to be pessimistic about when you get here. Life can be bad. And I know that bad things aren't just bad, Awkward Monk."
"What Japanese?
"Um, I didn't say it in a good way. Hmmm......"
Being plunged into Kumi, Jinjingsai makes an idea for choosing words.
"Suppose, for example, you resent someone. A grudge is also a fine energy. It follows the law of action reaction and sometimes comes down to others with the power of curse. I can even curse intentionally. But yesterday, the negative energy of resentment, anger and jealousy isn't just completely bad. You seem to be in your own right, and you can turn it in the right direction. That kind of stress can be transformed into a power to positive endeavor."
"Whoa, he's preaching like a patriarch."
Kumi to tear up, but I was heartily and genuinely impressed.
"Mm-hmm. Awkward monks aren't defensive boys, but they decided to work hard because they couldn't do it in an effort to patriarchate honors for everyone"
"Mm..."
Kumi pointed her lips because she had been listening and intertwining the content of the story she was listening to.
"What are we going to do? You keep preaching every day at this rate all the time?
A repetition of going out to towns everywhere every day and Jingsai screaming for attention. It's Kumi, who's getting tired of being honest. In the meantime, the faithful are only behind us the whole time.
"I'm sorry to keep you attached to authentic activities... Well, it's not an emerging religion of inaugural sartorialism, and I just have to start where awkward monks hang up and appeal on the road. That's all I can think of. In time, when I become a major, I would like to change the way I work…"
"You should do it again, even now. I was wondering if you would listen to me, Mr. Jin-sai."
"Whoa, awkward monk, this is how it looks and sounds. He's a good flexible grandfather, so if it's a good opinion, I'll listen to anyone. Submit your opinion with Gashi. Cuckoo."
"Then I'll think about it"
In a denomination without this name, Kumi found her role at this time. I don't have any other suitors, and I think I can only do this to myself.
"By the way, I haven't seen Sakuma since yesterday, but where?
"Sakuchi-san would be for wild life. I'll be back in a little while."
Jinjingsai answers Kumi's question.
Kumi was honestly relieved that the man was gone among the four believers. Because I don't want to judge people by their appearance, but they still looked scary, silent, and very creepy.
Jan 31 at 23: 18
The man's name is Dermouth Sabbath.
He is a small, fat middle-aged man with a large wound on the right half of his face, and his right eye is completely crushed. The left half of his face is also badly disfigured. In a nutshell, it's the owner of the vicious face.
(That's a big mansion... It's smaller than our denomination, and there's a difference between western halls)
In front of the mansion where you think you have the intended person, Sachi thinks. I would have had more feelings for the rich before, but now that I'm being looked after in a big mansion of the rich, it's hard to hold those feelings.
Destroy the mansion's garden gate and enter through the front with dignity.
There was a big hole in the iron gate. Fragments of the broken gate had barely fallen, but fragments and remaining fragments had been blurred with reddish rust everywhere.
"Ha ha, didn't you break the surveillance camera?
A beautiful boy in a school-run appears, smiling and calling out, where his chest has progressed to the front of the door with dignity, the door opening from the inside, and his hair with many habits is impressive. A good moon.
Sa Chest felt what was in his body reacting violently. Understand that the target is this boy. Prior to entering this house, Sa Chest intensified the resonance of those in his own body to widen the perceptible range, and therefore found himself in this house.
"Are you the host of Arlaune, too? Looks like Arlaune in me is responding. I heard from Junko."
Junko had contacted all Arlaune implanted mice telling them that Arlaune held mice were being targeted exclusively, prompting them to be alert. Mutsuki also listens properly.
(Taboo's Good Moon...... I didn't know you were such a kid. Are you sure it's that Eight Rippers' Good Moon? I don't look like such a terrible guy... Shit...... Do I have to kill the kid...?
Seeing the Good Moon, I become conscious. Dirty work is the sa-breast that has been scattered so far, but honestly, I don't feel like killing minors or anything. But that's my role, so I can't help it.
Sa Chest silently looked to the Moon of Reconciliation, which raised his killing temper.
As if he had reacted to it, Yuzuki ejected two brown chunks from his body, flanked with his chest.