Chapter 178: 178 27

A barefoot girl in a bumpy t-shirt and a white cat walk down a roofed path in the temple garden.

"Have you spent too much time playing with this hungry ghost for a moment? No, it took me a while to talk to you. '

I look up at the truth of my cocoon-puffed outfit and the milk says in a bittersweet tone.

"The sound of a gunshot explosion just now. From the chapel. But the last gunshot was seen even deeper than the chapel."

"Kuuuuuuuu"

Roaring and nodding at the words of the milk, the cocoon proceeds to the chapel with its unconscious truth. Milk also walks out in a way that follows

"He's funny inside, but you're still an immature fucking kid"

Milk looking up to the truth again.

"The retard thinks this guy is Junko's weakness, so he might give it an extra little bit. I think I'm a snake."

"Ku?"

The cocoon looks back and roars small toward the milk.

"Ah? I wouldn't do that, either. I haven't fallen so far as to use a low degree of despicable hands on a fishy opponent."

One short roar senses what the cocoon is about to say, and the milk returns it that way as if it were a spiral laugh.

'And you said snakes, right? It's foolish to imitate like a bad irritant -'

In the middle of the word, the milk stops to perceive something coming from the front. The cocoon also perceives it and stops in the same way.

"Blue -"

Seeing three men and a blue figure held by one of them, the milk roars low in the audio of the cat. There are signs of severe bleeding from the left arm of the blue, which has already been stopped.

There's someone here.

A man with blue - a brick agent stops his leg and tells him.

"You're a girl and a cat. Shin Aizawa is carrying a girl."

Tension, who walked cleverly steps on just one leg, says with no tension.

"Who is it, you bastards?" What are you gonna do with that woman? "

"Ventriloquist?

One of the operatives was so surprised when the cocoon didn't open its mouth, but it had a strange sound quality.

"No, I'm not. The cat's talking."

"Huh?"

What are the two coworkers saying to the dialogue Zhang ran into? I just looked at him and was a little surprised, but Milk was a little surprised. Little has ever happened, such as being spotted at a glance. Wonder what I spotted on the basis of.

"Uh, as you can see, I'm injured, so I'm just taking you to the hospital. Oh, as you can see, my leg's broken, so it feels like we're going to the hospital together?

Keep your gaze firmly on the milk, and keep your tone open.

(Although they are inexplicable, they do not seem to be lying, nor do they feel malicious. But believe these guys and see if it's something you can overlook.)

Milk to think of.

(That said, it actually looks like blue is seriously wounded, and I can't even leave it to the cocoon, and don't feel like I should)

Deciding so, Milk shook his head and urged the cocoon to make way.

"You can go."

said Milk in a transverse tone.

"Hi. But it's the second time I've seen a talking cat or something, but it was both. I wonder if all cats have this personality."

(Second time -... is that the other one?)

Hearing Zhang's light mouth, the cat in the back of Milk's brain comes to mind.

"Are you sure? Zhang. I have Makoto Aizawa, and should I capture him without leaving him alone?

One of the operatives gives an opinion.

You are reading story Play with Mad Scientists! at novel35.com

"You just have to contact the captain. We should do what we were asked to do first. If you want to engage, you can do it with the rest of us, rather than with the injured."

Zhang answered in an open-minded manner, continuing with only one foot to step forward. The two remaining operatives follow suit and head outside the temple.

'So you're saying these guys are still in the back? Whatever.'

Judging that from Zhang's light mouth, Milk shook his tail wide to encourage cocoons and headed to the huge building right in front - the chapel.

(It's hard to do what looks like a hungry ghost. Besides, he even takes care of Blue and that hungry ghost.)

Vipers try not to see the person they kill as a person. I'm not even aware of killing you. Just tear down the depressing moving object a little bit and break it, and stop moving. That's the perception.

But in many ways, this opponent is no longer able to see it that way. Because she looks like a girl - even though she knows her actual age is different - she goes against his most rooted policies.

Vipers prefer bare-handed meatball fights. In addition to his excellent motor nerves and slippage arm strength at birth, he was delighted to use flesh that was purely fortified to the extreme by retrofitting with grass dew milk and transplantation of Arlaune.

A situation where a person who looks like only a girl is equally trying to respond to himself in a fleshshell battle. From the viper, I remember hesitation in the dual sense, but I saw the speed of the pure son and the movement of sophisticated martial arts, and the stray disappeared in an instant.

Vipers who had a lot of confidence in their speed, but their opponents exceeded that as well. The wide open right palm of Junko, who made an intermission, swung the abdomen of the viper to the left and right.

Even though he feels something cold in his spine, Viper pokes his left knee up with a pure child. Junko tried to take it with his left hand, but with the sound that Viper was accustomed to hearing scattered, Junko's body blew heavily backwards.

Viper's epidermis, which is not even damaged by a shooting by an assault rifle, has been slit easily, the flesh in his abdomen has been dramatically swept away, and he is bleeding severely. It hasn't reached the gut, but it can't be called a minor injury. Vipers who have chipped countless pieces of meat so far, but this is my first experience of getting my body's meat ripped apart with my bare hands.

"Haha, I'll do it. It's been years since I've been hurt. I wonder if it's true since you?

Junko stands up laughing fun. I can tell from the top of my white coat that my left arm is bent in a strange direction. It's definitely a complex fracture. But as if there was no pain, Junko is grinning.

There is blood from Junko's right hand. It's blood from chipped skin and flesh from the viper. When Junko curled it with his mouth, he took the small plastic squarely out of the white pocket with his right hand and spread it out, releasing the meat that was curling, and delivering it into the vinyl.

"Let them break the bones and get the meat. Yes, Sampler. I'd like to bring it back to you as a sample if possible, but if you're as powerful as you are - we have to assume that you can get away with it. Insurance. Come on, just some of it. I got it first."

She applied blood snugly around her mouth and was talking with blood dripping from her mouth, but in the middle of the conversation, the blood turned red misty and floated around her mouth, and when she finished the conversation, the mist scattered and the marks of blood disappeared clean and refreshing.

"Still, this is what fracture pain was all about. I totally forgot. Yeah, it might be nice to know the pain and symptoms with your own body. Pain is one of the flavors of life, so I have to enjoy this feeling a lot."

Viper couldn't move while Junko was talking alone.

This is the fourth time Viper has ever tasted this feeling. The feeling that you can't see the bottom of the confronted opponent and your empty presence looks uninterrupted and bigger than you. Milk the second time. The third time is Ashiya Kurodo. And for the first time...

(It's with what I felt for them. This guy is hungry and potty to look at, but he doesn't have the same contents. If you peel a piece of skin, it's a monster with a soul that mixes manure and hedro from all over the world)

I am convinced that there are things that are considered to be just equal to the Lord's.

"Hmm? Scared?"

Keep a smile on your face, Junko, as if to pee the viper.

"Are you scared? I envy you. Fear is my favorite emotion, but I've never tasted it in real life in five years. It's only in horror games and horror movies."

In fact, the viper was trembling in small pieces. But while I remember fear, I remember it for the first time.

I want to erase the grin sticking to this inexperienced woman's face. The desire to see what you look like when you break it brings a big sickle in your chest.

"Sure, fear is fun. Without fear, there will be no thrill."

Vipers who decide their will and set themselves up again. I decide to use the trump card that was kept warm here.

"Then I'll tell you a little more, too. The pleasure of pain."

Junko ran out to say it. Vipers wonder at the movement of that pure child. I didn't rush out toward myself. Towards that side, yes.

I didn't mean to miss it, but Viper's wielded back fist cuts the sky. Junko slips straight through the side of the viper to the entrance to the bathroom.

"You're running away."

"Different."

Junko stopped his leg when he reached the entrance and looked back toward the viper, denying it with a pleasant grin.

"Not to let them get away with it. Take you."

And it came to pass, when Junko put his right hand against the door, that the door was covered with bright white ice and frost in an instant, along with the sound of a whisper. Its ice, which sprays up white smoke, can be seen from Viper's eyes to be quite cold.

"If you were just going to run, you had as many chances as you had. But now you don't have a chance, do you? All you have to do is pull your hands and feet out, reach the mill, and carry them to the lab."

Junko froze the door back towards Viper, smiling and showing it.

You can find story with these keywords: Play with Mad Scientists!, Read Play with Mad Scientists!, Play with Mad Scientists! novel, Play with Mad Scientists! book, Play with Mad Scientists! story, Play with Mad Scientists! full, Play with Mad Scientists! Latest Chapter