By way of example, Kehiko was following Jingsai from the subspace tunnel.
Gradual Jingsai waits at an internet cafe for over an hour. A snap appears.
"The original Al Rawneh will reveal himself at the venue of the event you're going to have tomorrow."
Before Jingsai spoke, he cut it out of Tsuki's side.
"A child named Sandcastle Dream sounds like an enemy. I heard it originally. It was a challenging thing to say at breakfast, and he said he was openly inviting me. So, I checked with a backstreet informer and soon found out it was Junko Yukioka's mouse. You didn't check the child's identity?
"I don't like searching the internet right away."
Kid, take the head, Jinsai.
"It's tough over here, so I can't get a gesture over there. But Arlaune's original is going that way."
"The original alone is a hundred manpower. Who are you parasitic to? There's always been an original in someone in the denomination, and Starichiro reveals it to you and not to the awkward monk, and it's creepy and bad chest shit."
Ji was a little surprised to see Jingsai uncommonly revealing his discomfort.
"Did you have such feelings, too?"
"I don't care if tomorrow is the day of my life. Scattered and wicked. My life is like an omelet right now. But... everyone in the church is worried. Let's gather for the Awkward Monk... I tried to start the Patriarch with the intention of sinning, but this is fun inside."
"I don't want you to die if you can. No more... I don't like losing people"
To Jinsai, who talks like a liar, Tsuki makes a weak voice.
(All right, all right, I could get some good information inside.)
Kuhiko, who was secretly recording the conversation between the two in subspace, giggled and sent the recorded content straight to three people: Lai Dream, Dog Breeder and Junko.
I get a call right away. It's a dream.
Did you send it to Junko and the dog owner?
"Mochi"
"Ok. I hope you don't do anything extra, dog breeder"
"The mountain fire surprised me."
Kehiko laughed when I remembered.
B Mon 7 8: 30
"He's as busy as ever."
As usual, while knitting, Lily was smiling strangely, via the Good Moon, when she heard the contents of the phone call she had received from her coming dream.
"You don't really hate lilies about coming to dream, do you?
"I'm busy, but I can't hate you?
Mutsuki and Akiko ask, respectively.
"Right. I think she and I might feel comfortable. There are some similarities. We just met and had a little conversation, and that's what I felt."
"Bad mouth is a good fight. Hey. Aha."
It's not just my mouth.
Lilies in a profound tone to make fun of during a good moon.
"She also has a hobby for suffering and enjoying people. I knew right away."
"Are you going to go too?"
Akiko comes next to Lily and confirms with a slight laugh.
"Right. Shall we go... even if I say I won't go here, it seems like I'm being mean, and I'd like to enjoy going out with you guys once in a while."
Mutsuki and Akiko were not separately surprised by the lily spreading the refreshing grin.
After the battle with Junko, Lily had changed considerably. I had a feeling I was getting round before that, but now the lilies are perfectly calm. Still, Lily is a lily, and the fundamental part remains the same, but both Mutsuki and Akiko thought it didn't have to change there otherwise.
B Mon 7 10: 48
Kumi was preparing for tomorrow's event with a face that wouldn't float.
I have a plan today, and I have a rush to get real soon tomorrow - I'm not making that a problem otherwise. Executable. I have asked people from such vendors to use the same euthanasia civic stadium. Arrangements for venues and events are likely to continue unabated. Depending on the size and location, there are no problems unless it's a city.
The problem is that the dreams come and make disturbing remarks and there is an atmosphere that seems daunting.
My dream has always been a strange child, but I have never had any particular problems before. But my dream this morning was obviously a strange attitude. I clearly found myself hostile to Jingsai. In time, Jinjingsai was also showing her plans to respond.
"Wow... I have a bad feeling"
Kumi squeaks in a low voice as she slams into the living room seat table. There are only Kumi and Shinzo in the living room right now.
"Surely your dreams of coming were strange. Even if you ask... you won't say anything. Not like that. He said he'd call people, too, and I wouldn't expect him to do anything. Is there something we can do right now?
"Thank you, take me seriously"
"Huh..."
Suddenly Kumi smiles and gives an example, and Shinzo is upset.
"Did I say something funny?
"What am I mistaken for? I just thanked you normally...... oh well, you didn't have enough of my words. Whether I talked to my friends at school or not, they used to just gavel me properly and so on. I'm the only one who's serious, and it feels like I was floating alone? But Shinzo thinks about it, and he takes it seriously."
"No... but I just said I don't have any good ideas and I don't know anything"
"That's okay. Attitude is important. I can trust you because of your sincere attitude."
Kumi laughing brightly at herself, Shinzo was so happy that she seemed to cry. I was recognized for that by someone I admired, scorched, and also envied. That's all I felt was extraordinary.
"I'm on Kumi's side."
Kumi is surprised by Shinzo, who tells him in a serious way.
"What's going on? Constitution III…"
That wasn't a confession or anything like that, but it looked like Kumi, as if Shinzo knew some more horrible secret and was a precursor to unveiling it. Kumi also has twice as sharp an eye for observation.
That's when I hear a unique footstep. You'll soon find out how to walk in this hallway.
"Kumi..."
Shinzo embarks on herself and puts her own face on Kumi's face. Kumi takes a serious look at Shinzo without wandering.
"Mr. Jinjingsai is not a good man. We need to be careful..."
Vigilant of the approaching footsteps, in Kumi's ear, whispered in a whisper. What Constitutional III wanted to tell you the most.
But from Kumi, that's halfway information. I don't know what's going on and Constitutional III is urging vigilance, I don't know that. I don't even know what to look out for.
I just know you don't trust Jin-sai. And if you try Kumi, if you say which words you believe, Jin-sai or Shin-san...
"Just now. Kakaka, what is it, just the two of us? Am I interrupting something nice?"
Jinjingsai opens her eyes well and looks at Kumi and Shinzo and laughs.
"Hey, Constitution Three, I need to talk to you. Come here."
"Am I not supposed to listen?
In response to Jin-sai's call, Shin-san stands silently, while Kumi looks at Jin-sai with a challenging look and asks.
"Well, I won't tell Kumi. It's a secret conversation. It's a fun conversation between men. Do you envy me? Kick-ass!
In a tone of relief and in his face, Jin-sai took Shin-san out of the room. The remaining Kumi sighs.
"Tomorrow, the Lord will finally fight for us."
Far enough away from the living room, Jinsai told Shinsai.
"Tomorrow? Why? With whom?"
I know roughly what you're talking about, but still, I dare ask, Constitutional III.
"If it's tomorrow, I don't like it. But I know. Just be prepared."
"Now you're gonna kill me?
Jinsai opens her mouth pompously to the words of Constitutional Third, who spoke with a dark face.
"Um... I can't help but believe in the Awkward Monk, but I can't use your Lord to throw it away. But I'm not sure it fits the dangerous eye. Be prepared for that. The Lord has already set foot in the realm of irreversibility."
Though it was a gentle mouth-watering gradual sai, it did not solve the mistrust of the Constitutional Third. But I also know I have to.
(Tomorrow... what will happen to me or Kumi...)
Anxiety raised and I was scared, but I managed to enjoy it.
(Only Kumi needs to be protected...)
(What, suddenly I'm in the mood? Hmm...... I don't know what kind of change of heart it is, but that's fine)
From his courageous and determined Constitutional Third, he felt the aura rising, and Jing Jingsai smiled satisfactorily.
B Mon 7 13: 02
After lunch, Kumi returns to his room with Yayoko.
"Kumi, turn on the engine too much. Too much stepping on the accelerator. Let the heat cool down a bit."
When you return to your room, Yayoko advises you to relax.
I know what you want to say, even if it's abstract. Kumi is always saved by this tender old woman.
"Thank you, Yayoko"
Kumi thanks Yaiko for messing with the tapestry.
"You watch or mess with that tapestry...... that funny?
Kumi asks strangely. All the tapestries are old fashioned westerns.
"Yeah. There's something that strikes my mind. I'm sure that's impossible to explain in words. It's not just a painting, it's a textile..."
Yayoko cut the words along the way and stuck his mouth shut.
(I wonder if it's also some bad memories...)
Kumi reckons.
"Yes, I don't know either. I'm sure there's something - I know. But I don't remember."
"Amnesia?
"It's not like I don't remember you at all. Some pieces of the puzzle are spilling."
Yaiko, who speaks in loneliness anyway. I've never seen her face like this before.
"Yayoko is who you've been, can I ask?
"On a weekend of two moons overlapping... from the sky... something terrible with strong winds..."
Where Yayoko spoke, the footsteps in the hallway echo.
"Yayoko, Kumi, are you there? Come here for a second."
Voice of coming dreams. Kumi and Yayoko look at each other and stand up.
When I opened it, I had a dream with Kehiko. They both have bright faces.
Kumi and Yaiko were surprised when they went to the front door of the mansion in a way that followed the dreamers.
There was a sketch of all the members of the church on the front door wall, carefully painted with a pencil.
"Sakuma drew it."
A dream came and said.
"Look, Kumi's bright face. Did you know I always talk to you like this? Something sad happened to Kumi yesterday and Sakumi was wondering if I would show her this, but I told her to make it look strong."
"Forcefully."
Kumi looked over at the sketch and smiled, even as she was frightened that it seemed to be coming. Yayoko is impressed, too.
"Something... I'm curious that we're going to work hard for our people. I'm worried about my dreams."
"I hope you're looking forward to it."
In Kumi's untrustworthy expression, the coming dream gives a distorted grin.
Kazuhiko and Kazuhiko leave the front door first.
"Honesty... it hurts my chest to crush us here. I know I can't help it because it's my job."
Kehiko whispers as he walks.
"Right. But the memories that have ruined a good time together are certain."
The dreams of walking ahead look back, walking backwards, smiling and saying.
"In a crushing position, that kind of thinking is unsolicited or terrible..."
I hugged Kehiko, who said with a sunken face, so that her dreams could jump from the front.
"What, all of a sudden"
"It can be terrible. Because I'm evil. But Brother Kehiko, I'm sorry I let that evil come with me and make you sad."
A dream that comes in my face and whispers in my ear.
While Kehiko had an ambiguous grin, she realized that her tendency to sink had been blown away and energized by her coming dreams.