When Goku Himejima, the first patriarch of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness, was in the other world in a car accident, the question of succession first surfaced within the Order.
Three candidates were named. He was an executive as a friend of Goku Himejima, a person who was essentially number 2 who was taking on the administrative management of the Order, and Midori Himejima, his real daughter.
The dog owner and the person who was number two declined, and Midori lightly became the second generation patriarch. If she was still a patriarch in elementary school, the followers of emerging religions on boulders could only be decorative patriarchs.
But Midori did not become a patriarch of decorations. I chose the path to enjoy, to the fullest, the status of patriarch who has rolled in to me. She had that wisdom, and she was equipped with the techniques and abilities that were right for it.
Unsurprisingly displayed in front of the faithful a sense of interest and life that they did not think of as children, and even captivated the hearts and minds of the faithful with their adorability and life nostalgia.
He divided his spirit with the art of Shizuno, interfering in the hearts of others with his equipped abilities, and began to bring in those desperate for society as new believers.
At this point, Midori was just serious about gaining the faithful as patriarchs and saving their hearts. I didn't plan religious terrorism from the beginning. I wasn't aiming in that direction either.
Even in Midori's heart, there was certainly a desire for destruction. Many of the faithful are desperate by the repression of society. If they had launched their lives as fireworks - the idea was stuck in my head.
Ideas that Midori is supposed to have. The idea and end of Megidball, Midori's favorite band. I was paranoid about combining them with the situation I have now.
One day that delusion becomes realistic. Rumors spreading within the church also entered Midori's ear. Rumor is that liberation day. Rumor has it that on this day, which Midori, the patriarch, has ordained, those who hold grudges against the world will turn their lives into blades of vengeance.
Midori didn't have such a plan or anything, and I didn't know where such rumors came from at that point.
But Midori would not deny it, and he recommended it to the faithful in the form of rumours, and preached the idea of destruction. Midori himself began to aggressively gather those who curse society.
"What the hell are you going to do?
The apricot, who heard the story of Liberation Day, went out of his way to the church to blame it on him.
"Ababa, there's a boat across the street."
I looked up at the apricot face that seeped my anger, and Midori laughed as usual.
"It was easy for Midori to deny it, but that's how Midori felt in her heart, too. That's why I didn't stop it."
"I have one, too. But if you do this, you're in danger, aren't you?
That was the biggest worry about apricots. I don't want to lose a few friends. I know what Midori is like. We also know that before that, parting will come for incomprehensible reasons, but that's why we can't shut up about losing it in another way before then.
"Li Mei was angry, too. Unlike me, she has a straight temper, so it seems more unforgivable to be a murdering patriarch."
"Li Mei's sister must be ~. I think I've done something wrong."
Midori really thought so when it came to being in a way that betrayed his credibility.
"But me, you know, sometimes I think it's okay for that to happen in the world. It actually happened in the last century. It's not like that again. I want to make Midori Puluosu's religious terrorism a festival that raises the fireworks of life more seriously. In the form of those who kill, and those who kill, will be killed because that's all they've done. There 'll be plenty of guys out there who do things like passing through, but that's also, well, social evil karma."
If it's irrelevant, Apricot does find it interesting as a case. People enjoy people's misfortune. A major incident in which a person's life is massively lost makes it a story whining and intriguing. Either way, I enjoy it.
But if it has anything to do with it from the beginning - let alone being a party to it - it's not the story.
"I'm sure someone will show up after you. You can't keep a secret plan."
"We're all going to repel you, huh? Midori has so much power."
"Still, you should put on your escort. Li Mei and Viper, too."
"Surveillance under the name of escort."
Midori laughed and said sarcastically...
"At the end of the day, in the name of an escort, we all want to spend some time together."
A grin disappears from Midori's face at that word of apricot, giving her a look of sorrow.
"You don't think about preaching the joy of living, not letting believers go to death?
Midori looked even more bitter at the apricots that hit the question that could be taken for granted, and he thought a little before answering.
"Of course I did it at first, but I don't know how to talk about it now. 'Cause this is how it went, huh?
"If it's possible, can't you tell the followers of suicide terrorism that it's worth living? It doesn't have to be now. Use your abilities to touch their hearts directly just before they die."
Midori the boulder and Midori the boulder also cease to be at the request of the apricot.
"He's... cruel, Sister Apricot. It's the opposite of 180 degrees at the moment. It's like letting them die in despair."
"No, it's not cruel, it's not to despair. Because it's that moment, and because it's your word they profess, you can't just end it with suicide terrorism. Wouldn't it be unfair if I didn't? It is unfair that you know the value and joy of life, but at first you even preached it to the faithful, and now you are only urging them to die. Because it is the word of a patriarch who believes, they also die convinced. Of course, it's best to quit the suicide festival."
"Heh... if I die in an instant and my soul flies to the Underworld, I guess I can't do that either. It will only be for people who have had enough time to talk at the moment... If Sister Apricot wants you to do that, why don't you do it as much as you can? Besides... I don't think it's a completely pointless act. If Midori's words can be engraved into her soul's record, she might be able to encourage her soul to grow and live a little more decent in the next life."
Midori kept his promise to the apricot, so that he would automatically release his spirit, which divided him, into the spirit at the death of the followers of the leading group, and when he could afford to die, he auto-set to preach the value of living as well.
There were many cases where I could not afford time to just nurse it, but if I could tell it at the end of the day, as the apricot expected, I would not despair, and I believed Midori and died convinced.
"Oh well... I see what Sister Apricot is after. I knew it was cruel."
At one point Midori told Apricot.
"I wanted to show you everything about the death of the believers. You wanted me to have a breakup interaction with those guys. Plus, the reversal of the value of affirmation of life - I even clapped my hands back, and still showed those who believe in Midori and die. Wow, that's cruel. For me. Terrible, Apricot Sister."
Midori's point had been made. The aim of the apricot was exactly that. I also knew Midori wasn't an insensitive person who didn't feel anything about it.
"The weight of the people who will die believing in you - you should carry it firmly. This is a slight punishment I will inflict on you, which cannot be judged by law. So Midori... you want to live with it on your back"
It was an apricot that stared straight at Midori and complained in the face, but Midori smiled and waved.
"I'm sorry. I'll make amends the way I decide. I'm glad Sister Apricot cares."
As Midori's determination remained unchanged, the apricot changed to a blatantly dark face.
(True, sorry. I look like this too, and the truth is that I'm stubborn and clumsy. with my apricot sister.)
I looked at it and apologized again in my heart, telling her without putting it to words.