Ten nights later, the four men, Shook, Tsubaki and Chick Man, were walking in a place called North Namida Shopping Street in the immigration cave.
Compared to the South Namibia shopping district, the roads are wide, with department stores and drug stores lined up rather than simple cabin, privately owned shops. There were also three members of the Dull Resistance going out shopping with the chick man.
Already, you've been following me through a lot.
As he walked, he said with a grumpy face.
"I'm trying to blame the tea time on the battlefield, but the culprit is the Immigration Revolutionary. Self-produced demonstration to attract angry immigrants to expand the organization. These guys are pretty tough."
"Ahh....."
A depressed chick with a melancholy face.
"Whether you've suddenly tried to sin against the Hollow Resistance, or you've acquired the power to remodel it at the Yukioka Institute, it's all a derailment."
"I don't care to say that in front of me and Mr. Hayashi who's been remodeled....."
Ten nights into a wobbly dialogue. Shaking turns from a grumpy face to a loving smile.
At that time, I got a call.
It's me. Speak up and let the shore hear you for ten nights. "
It was a true phone call. Shake the speaker as directed.
Simon Bell, number two tea time on the battlefield, wants to meet and talk to you. They want to put their hands together if possible. "
Good!
Shaking agreed in two replies.
"You said you'd answer immediately without asking for any details...."
The way he responded to the shake, he was stunned.
(I understand why Aizawa instructed me to be a speaker)
Ten nights I think secretly.
"No, Senpai Aizawa brought me a story, so I can trust you."
He says, "Stop thinking about that."
The answer to the shake is pointed out with a calm face.
"He wants to meet me in a place that is as discreet as possible. I'm injured and I'm back at Yukioka Lab, so please come over. I'll be back tomorrow."
"Senpai is wounded... and the enemy is so strong that he can stay in the inn and heal himself..."
Watch out for a guy named Bob Maligan. He was cyborg with one arm, and he was smart enough to shoot a beam out of his palm, shoot a grenade launcher, and wire out. "
"Well, tell him I'll meet you at the coffee shop in the north Namida shopping district in Sudow Yodazo."
Okay.
I can hang up the real phone.
That's why the four of them entered the department store next to each other and waited for Simon's arrival in the coffee shop.
Simon arrived after a while. But Simon wasn't the only one who came.
Oh, I saw you the other day.
Simon first turned to the chick and shouted.
Are you still there? No... you were number two in tea time on the battlefield. "
The chick moans.
Meanwhile, the three members of the Dull Resistance focused their gaze on Simon's side.
"Hayama...."
Hayama!
The appearance of Hayama, a cleaner who once fought at the Temple Biology Laboratory, surprised the three members of the Resistance.
"Oh... it's been a long time."
Hayama turns behind Simon and greets him uncomfortably.
Did you know each other?
Simon smiles.
Sitting face to face with Simon, Hayama, and Chicko, the three members of the Hollow Resistance discuss each other's circumstances and circumstances, and even exchange information.
(She looks very good. The smell and affection are good and calm, and the place warms up just by being there?)
In front of Simon, I think it's ten nights.
(This is another incredible vision...)
On the other hand, he couldn't help but be surprised at Simon's vision. Behind Simon, who smiled gently, lay the demon Asura, who had six arms on his three faces, and the Maitreya Bodhisattva, who smiled with mercy on his face.
"I mean, the tea time on the battlefield was really trying to make this immigration cave a business place."
"Hunting humans is not stupid."
Hearing the chick's words, Simon shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, it was a huge harvest that I was able to meet with the great teacher on the battlefield and clearly see where he stood. I also found out that the human hunting site was deceiving me."
And, uh...
"Our purpose and Simon's immediate purpose are almost the same. We have stopped the Revolutionary Immigration Army runaway. Simon sanctioned the wet nudist school. And the Immigration Revolutionary Army and Nudist School are connected."
I see. Because I wanted to put my hands together, I was given a contact place. I thought I could trust them because they assured me that I could trust them. "
"Ahahah, we were able to make contact with each other with peace of mind because Senpai Aizawa assured us."
Hearing Simon's words, he laughed with a good shake.
"Regardless of Aizawa, who is he over there?
Hayama has a sharp gaze. Hayama glanced at Rin for a moment and then panicked.
"I don't know what he's up to either. Well, I know about it, but it's not as hard as forcing me to ask."
Simon looked at Hayama and said.
"Maybe... it won't hurt Simon. At the moment, it's like checking in an immigration cave....."
Yeshan answers with the subtle truth and lies that clouds his words.
"There's no hostility to immigrants in the immigration caves, is there?
"Of course not. How can you be so suspicious?
Hayama's eyes were rounded to check on the chick.
"No, I was a little nervous... I'm sorry. It's happened so much, and there's a lot of people involved, so...."
"Nobody believes you anymore? A skeptical ghost?"
Listening to the chick man's dialog, he asked with a wonderful sound.
"Not everyone. In the end, there's a part of me that only believes in immigrants. Because of the feeling of inferiority in the immigration cave and beyond...."
A chick who talks with a smile of self-immolation.
"We immigrants look like insects if we're Japanese. Many immigrants are aware of that. Neither do I."
"No, I look like a maggot too. Uh-huh. You're not a perfect Japanese."
Hayama was waving around beside a chick man who talked with a bitter look.
"Hey chick, don't say that kind of negative stuff. At least I don't think so. That kind of thing makes me sick. Next time I tell you, I'll ask you to come down. I feel humiliated."
The shake is unusual and the tone is very tight.
"If I, Mr. Ten Nights and Mr. Hayashi are looking at the chick consciously with such discriminatory eyes, I will not accept the request from the beginning. If we don't believe in the refractive consciousness of the self-discriminated, then this is it. Why did you ask an unbelievable person?"
"Okay... I'm sorry, I won't tell you again."
The chick nodded and apologized for being blamed by the shake.
"Sometimes you shake."
The crocodile smiled at the direction of shaking.
"Er? Occasionally. But sometimes you praise me."
I was delighted to be praised and still smiled, and my mouth was loose.
Pedro jumped out of the Immigration Revolutionary Army and ran desperately through the homeless streets of the riverbed.
(She ran away. But what do we do if we run? Did I make the right choice? I betray the dying Vivian... and I'm sure Vivian is sad...)
As he ran out of breath, various thoughts came to mind and disappeared.
(No, I made the right choice. It happened now, but this is fine. My heart refused violently. I can't bear to keep following you and doing bad things.)
The Immigration Revolutionary Army and other activities were also carried out by Pedro because of the presence of Vivians. It didn't resonate with the idea at all, but I couldn't endorse the method of killing the same immigrants and setting them on fire, or the revolution that just started the riots.
A rental car stopped violently in the driveway along the homeless street as he tried to escape, climb up to the dirt, and run straight down into the immigration cave grounds. It was just in front of Pedro, as if it were inhibiting Pedro's movement.
Pedro froze when the car door opened and saw the face of the person in the driver's seat. Kelly Murdock, the boss of Nudist School.
Murdoch gets out of the car. Pedro was stuck in fear, but he managed to move his body and crawl up again.
"Stop."
Murdoch called from behind and Pedro stopped. Now I can understand what Murdoch is doing without seeing it. I didn't want to understand, but I understand. He must be pointing a gun at himself.
Looking back afraid, as Pedro imagined, Murdoch was pointing his gun at him.
(This is... the end... Stupid....)
Pedro looks desperate. Faced with death, feelings of regret for what I did work.
"Oh dear... a nice old, scared kitten like Kitten." It's disgusting..... "
Murdoch sighed and lowered the gun he was pointing at Pedro.
(Eh....?
Seeing Murdoch behave like that, Pedro looks good.
"You're awake. I don't know...."
Refers to a car that Murdoch rides with his thumb while looking at Pedro.
"Get in."
Pedro has expectations and suspicions about Murdoch's dialogues. I wonder if you're going to kill me if I let you down.
"You don't trust me? Then I'll be gone soon. But if you're going to ride, I'll take you somewhere safe by spreading a chase."
But Murdoch's calm tone was very unlikely to be that of a man with evil intentions.
"Why...?
"Why don't you talk in the car?
Seeing Murdoch laughing, Pedro was ready to enter the passenger seat.