In the Japanese-style room in the corner of the Megalodon main hospital, where only the executives were allowed in and out, Erica and Gwen, young executives, and three skinny men, sat back on their tatami and chatted.
"So, even animated films, like the Bar Reading Lorikon series, can earn citizenship depending on the content and publicity."
Make your nose rough and Gwen waves the hot valve.
"Because I'm not interested from that series. I'd love to play a game if I had time to watch cartoons and stuff."
And, Erica.
"Anime and games are good, but you can read my book, too. It's easy for you kids to understand. Well, cartoons and cartoons are more interesting, I guess. and ho ho..."
It was the dog breeder of the ancient ginseng cadre who moaned about it. I'm currently thirty-seven, but I look pretty young.
He has a skinny long body, a tall nose beam in the long cut eye, a thin, face-length, neat face on the tip of his jaw, but his hair is blurred, his white shirt is also sloppy and buttoned appropriately, and his attraction is halved.
He was a writer who won the Brain Reduction Literature Award at the age of twenty-three, a series of million-sellers with both hands, but has not written at all in the last few years.
"I saw all your dog breeder books. It's definitely very easy to read, and you make sure all of them are drawn in and can read to the end at once. It's a great read."
Erica's praise was not flattering, it actually was.
"Oh. Reading is entertainment. Weirdly conceited, boring is the pinnacle of stupidity. Some assholes don't seem to know where they are."
Shortly after the dog owner said that in a pale tone...
"Which one's an asshole"
The tweezer opened and one man entered the room with a frustrating voice. He has a deep carved, very dark face, and is not old enough to be in his twenties or thirties. He's low, obviously not even 160. Looking at the three people sitting on the tatami, with a glimpse of them, he squeals his nose and lowers his back himself.
This man's name is Daikichi, twenty-six years old. He is one of the executives and head of the militants, as is Erica and Gwen.
"You guys are just cartoons for games, but you're obsessed, and you don't have a little more noble taste? Especially the dog breeder. You must be a good adult. Besides, it's the writer's self. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Accompanied by dog-breeders who are ten years older than themselves and who do not hesitate to eat with words.
"Not at all. Good stuff is good. You can't have anything that doesn't work. No more novels. Expressive technique. Not legally. Words alone don't make it easy to do pictures and videos. That's why I stopped writing. I've told you so many times."
A dog owner falls asleep sideways and says in a troublesome tone.
"Declaring defeat against vulgarity? Pity! Why do they prefer all the vulgar things in the world in the first place? We should look to something more noble!
An accompaniment that exposes anger to its dark face and speaks abominably.
"Music only admits classics! Books only admit pure literature! All the vulgar people who soak their depression in foolish popular entertainment just have to die! Woohoo, I dare to use 'em' and rambling words here!
"I have more works for popular entertainment than pure literature. I've been going and going in the meantime. Well, if you're complaining, make your own noble work and do it. I'll make you my apprentice."
"Fine!
Erica and Gwen looked strangely at the exchange between the companion and the dog owner. A companion who swings and criticizes an argument if he gets mucky right away, and a dog breeder who calls it a float. It's a familiar sight.
"Well, not all the executives are here, but we're going to a meeting. It doesn't make sense to have an executive who's not a militant."
"I'm not a militant either."
The dog owner said, accompanied by a great tone to cut the story off.
There are several other ancient ginseng executives besides the dog breeders, but they are negative about the day of liberation and are not comfortable with the terrorist activities carried out by the thin happy Megalodon. But the ancient senators admire the Princess Midori more than their hearts.
"They're the ones who are ahead of Liberation Day, but they were the ones who were afraid. Be vigilant on Liberation Day, or you'll be arrested before then. So I guess I'm doing what I want to do, alone, before that happens."
Accompaniment to defend. Those who run ahead are in the way of the faithful who are preparing for the day of liberation, but they cannot be controlled.
"But before the day of liberation, there were fewer personnel, and the eyes of the world became tougher, and the assassins were sent one after the other, and nothing good happened. We should make a call so we don't get ahead of ourselves."
"I agree, but I told you to let Brincess do as she pleases."
Gwen pinches the difference in the accompanying proposal.
"That was when I asked the Princess to keep the lead down, she just said no. The Princess didn't order us to. We are free to hold back arbitrarily. At least the Princess won't forbid it. It was the Princess who set the day of liberation in the first place."
The accompanying claims are not wrong either. Basically, the Princess forbids anything. Because all I tell you is to do whatever you want.
"Yes, this is a great contradiction and a trial. Even though the Princess set the day of liberation, she also acknowledges its shackled deeds. But because we mark the day the princess wants to set in the history of the world..."
"The very beginning of the day of liberation was discovered."
The words of the dog breeder blocked the accompanying pleasant speech.
"There are stories of the first believers leaking, but the police and the press know exactly what we're talking about."
Erica with an anxious face. I was hesitant to say what that meant.
"You mean there's a spy."
Gwen turns to face.
"You're more of a traitor than a spy. But if you're a traitor, there's a contradiction. Yeah, why doesn't that spy tell you anything about the Princess? We are all familiar with the Princess, but externally it is known only as the Princess Midori. Detailed information has not been brought up at all. All intruders have been repelled. You know what this means?
For the accompanying inquiry, Gwen and Erica face to face. Dog owners also shake their bums.
"Of course I don't know. I am heartbroken by the Princess, but it may be the work of those who are disobedient to the Order, and I can't help it now. But the traitor could do something nasty again. You have to be afraid of that. We must also be vigilant. I want to find out who it is if it's possible."
The accompanying tone was a playful substitute, but it kept the exact point down, so Erica and Gwen were listening seriously.
"If you use Midori's abilities, you'll know in one shot, won't you? He can read people's minds, and even if he doesn't, he can detect murder and hostility from a distance."
That's what the dog owner said, but now the companion shakes the blindfold.
"Given Brincess's character, he wouldn't do that. Of course we won't even ask for it. There will be betrayal, and I will be forgiven. That's the one."
Because he was such a person, his companions were heartbroken by the Princess. I do not solely admire the position of patriarch. I was fond of her personality and the very way she thought, as a person.
"If there were a few more like Midori in the world, they might have saved us."
Dog breeders who can leak and smoke like that.
Only he always summons the Princess by name. It was the dog breeder who spread the name Princess in the first place, but for some reason he never tries to call it that name.
"Right. If you touch the breadth and depth of the Princess's heart, your prickly heart will heal, and many will be saved."
"That's not what I said."
Dog breeders who bitterly deny Erica's words.
"I thought if there were a lot of guys like him who were as easy to share and could embrace and enjoy any event, it would make a better world. Exactly the very doctrine of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness. But this place has become a terrorist group for revenge on the world. This is different now. What Midori was aiming for first."
The sarcastically sarcastic words of the dog breeder changed the accompanying phase. Erica and Gwen also changed their complexion and look at the dog breeder with blameworthy eyes.
"Don't be ridiculous! This world was just for me to suffer. No, it's not just me, it's not just us. Even those who have not entered the Megalodon of Thin Happiness should have a massive presence in the world like us. Therefore, I will avenge this world as much as I can, bearing their share. The Princess told me to do the same. That would be my salvation. It'll be a salvation for them just like me!
A companion who stands up alone and squirts in a tone that doesn't precipitate.
The dog owner heard it and sighed that what he wanted to say was not conveyed.
"Nothing, you don't have to avenge the world and scatter your life. Midori says if you want to do that, do it, and I even recommend it. You're also telling me to find something fun, right? If you find something fun, don't take revenge. I hope you enjoy your life."
That would be Midori's heart, the dog owner added, without putting it to words. But mouthing this will only confuse and torment the three of us here, and it will not save us any.
"I don't enjoy it. Even if I live, I will continue to be denied by the people of the world. It has been so far. Until I met the Princess, until I got here, I always did. I'm one step out of this delightful megalodon, and I can't recognize any of this world's commodities. All I can be recognized in this world is Princess Midori, who taught me the truth, and Thin Happy's Megalodon! I'll burn my life down just for that!
A companion who stares at the dog breeder, denies all of the dog breeder's thoughts, and proclaims them exalted.
"Your companion is exactly like me... and the world was an enemy to me"
Gwen agreed with the accompanying words of spitting and speaking, adding and subtracting dark faces.
"They don't look like enemies to me."
The excitement cooled and he laughed lightly before his companion lowered back again.
"Let's get back to it, but apart from Brincess, it's better to preempt the executive's discretion and call to curb those who terrorize in the run-up. No matter what the pros and cons are, it's not a pros and cons. We should persuade them to do so properly. And one more thing. I have no idea how to find out about the traitor. Is there any better way?
"What would you do if you found a traitor in the first place?
For accompanying inquiries, the dog keeper asks the other way around.
"Execution, I'd say, but the Princess won't allow it. I'm in trouble. But I can monitor you so you don't make any more strange moves."
Accompanied by a bitter face. A patriarch who told me to like anything, but only a dispute between the faithful was in your hands.