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As a child, Cornelis Van Damme simply had only the calculation of interests in his head and had no understanding of the minds of others.

Regardless of what other people's minds don't understand, there is a reason why they can no longer think only of their gains. Because his father failed in his business and became all over the debt.

Seeing his father then, Van Damme thought that defeat was miserable. But looking at his father's attitude, Van Damme was moved. His father didn't give up. He aimed to regenerate his business and thrived.

Seeing him not quit the challenge just because he lost, and seeing his father who didn't escape the battle, Van Damme became obsessed with victory. I concluded that the only way to win was to think thoroughly in my favor in everything. In time, the nature of not knowing the minds of others combined, few friends could be made, and my parents moaned me. I've always been such a person until I graduated from college.

Van Damme looks back at herself when she sees herself as a monster. I meet a good partner named Kate, and I think I could have been human.

(It's different in nature from me, which was once a psychopath, but you sound like a monster too. Whatever it looks like, it's different in my head. The structure of the mind is different. of people. Not that)

Looking at Junko, Vandam thinks. Awareness makes the emotions of hatred unnecessarily boil.

"This is what happens. I know what you're trying to say."

Opposite Junko, who approached him right next door, Vandam smiles. But my eyes aren't laughing.

"You really want to settle this next time, don't you? Me too."

"We're talking fast."

Junko spreads a grin without grin. This one is neither a loving laugh nor a sales smile.

"Can I make arrangements with you? I just want to play a game that you and I can settle for. Simply bumping into each other with violence is unfair to you and me. I want to fight for parity."

"Only Mr. Van Damme decides? That's unfair. There's no need for me to hang out with Mr. Van Damme about the settlement method game, but if it really makes Keri, I think I can take it personally."

"Is there a way for the two of us to talk and win or lose that we can both be totally convinced of? It would be ridiculous to talk to you about that."

"Well, I guess we should propose one duel for each of us and do both"

"Huh?"

Hearing Junko's suggestion, Vandam frowned.

"Are you telling me to kill each other twice for sure? I wish I was a cat, not a human. Hate, there's only one life left for me."

"How about a two-part outpost and a main battle? In outposts, it doesn't necessarily extend to the taking of life, and if you're lucky, you can survive. However, the winning side of the outpost starts with some favorable conditions in the main battle. The main battle is a death game that ensures one of them dies. Both in a way in which the presence or absence of paranormal abilities does not necessarily divide wins and losses"

"I see. But don't have any new problems there. Which devises the outpost and which devises the main battle"

Vandamm tells me, Junko puts his hand on his jaw and conceives for a few seconds.

"Why don't we set a date to do it, and then, in the time leading up to that, we can come up with a proposal and adjust to each other? Of course, we agreed on the contents of the game. Only if you decide which one is the outpost or the main battle, here is the place to start."

"I see. Then we should set a deadline here, too. How about in a month? In the meantime, set the rules and contents, and prepare for the game. And you need to do what you did when you lost and died."

"Oh, no, that's not even Mr. Van Damme again. I don't want to have to do that because I'm going to win."

When Junko teases you, Van Damme spills a self-derisive smile.

"I've tasted a bitter life of absolutely nothing."

"Heh, I have no image of a life full of bitterness, and Mr. Van Damme today speaks a lot of unexpected dialogue."

"Thanks to you. Now let's decide here which one of us decides the outpost or the main battle. Can I help you?

Van Damme held his fist. Raise one hand to confirm. Junko also nods and raises one hand.

"Sasha hagu. Jahn."

Junko was the only one who called. Junko is par. Van Damme was a choke.

(I would like to say this battle... but by making it a convenient game for me in the outpost, I can take this battle in my favor. Of course, the content of the game will require mutual agreement in advance, so it will not be possible to be too explicit)

Van Dam to think about.

"By the way, I'd rather be in this fight. I was going to choose the main battle when I won."

Junko speaks with a slight laugh to a long-thinking van Dam.

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"Right. Then, as you wish, I will devise you for this battle, and I will devise an outpost."

That's what Junko said, so Van Damme took the form of accepting it.

"Hmm, did you read the back? Or behind the back, behind the back."

"If it's going to be something that we have to convince each other of, it would be nice to have an outpost where we could also have a fight here, albeit a substitute that could never be a death game. I'd rather call it WWI than outpost."

"Be. Well, I guess I'll ask the backstreet center to stand up for the battle."

I'll take care of it.

Van Damme wasn't willing to reject it, even though I thought it would be a spectacle for the back streets, like in the meantime anyway.

Van Damme leaves Junko and returns to the building with Tyrone and his escorts.

"I will take my vengeance. With my own hands."

Van Damme is determined to look at the numerous bodies that still roll inside the entrance.

"Now, think of a game where I can carry things in my favor, win easily, and let Snow Oka snort me."

"I wonder if I'm going to go along with that game."

"Of course it will. Nice to meet you."

Van Damme told Tyrone cheeky with an unpleasant face, expressionless.

"Ringtone, we're coming back."

Courage speaks to the ringtone of truth and the tiredness of embracing truth forever.

"This sign..."

Fu Tired felt signs that those he knew well approached.

"Oh."

A tiger appears and glimpses himself from his head with courage.

"I was feeling signs of coming, but it was too late. I'm almost done playing."

Courage strokes the tiger's throat with both hands as he is licked with his head in his mouth.

"Do you know him?

Tired, the birth parent of a tiger, asked courage.

"Oh. You know this tiger that way?

"Because it was created by me. It's what my soul lived in the image that I created."

Courage asks me, and I smile embarrassed by tiredness.

"Guru"

The tiger now rushes over to the tired and hits his tired head as he roars.

"Why do you have a tiger..." "I want to fuck you too"

Seeing a tiger with his tired head in his mouth and tasting it around with his tongue, Gaye pulled, and Maye looked envious.

"Mmm..."

After a while, only Detective Panda stood in front of Grimm Penisville after they all left.

"What the hell is Detective Panda doing here? Isn't this a clown who was just empty?"

Looking up at the blue, clear sky, Detective Panda whines vainly.

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