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The day of liberation has finally arrived, awaited by the followers of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness.

It was to be done upfront to deceive the public eye, but the faithful rather welcomed this. Lots of people couldn't sleep last night with much excitement. But their exaltation has not diminished, whether it be all night.

The faithful were gathered to the superdiocese at six o'clock in the morning, awaiting the advent of the Patriarch. Once it happened yesterday, the tragedy of a friend's death led her to show up little yesterday, and at the same time secretly endangered whether one of today's major events would be held safely.

"Yair, you mundane Mahabu fanatics!

As if to blow away the worries of such believers, he appeared on the stage, his hips down on the stage, his legs folded and a plain smile was reflected upwards on the 3D display behind him, at the same time a voice shouting energetically with Mike in one hand echoed into the super cathedral, and the hearts of all believers rekindled in unison.

"Eh, this is my last speech, so I'm not listening to ear shit."

Midori shows her teeth slightly and makes her laugh as she puts her pinky finger against her ear and takes a gesture of twisting her hands around and screwing them inside.

"Hey, guys, what do you think this world is all about?"

The inquiry arose, and Midori set aside for a little while. It's as if we let the believers think about that answer and gauge when the answer will come out among them. But the answer is already in them. Midori naturally knows that.

"It's a shitty pot, right? Yeah, I've said it many times. So, all the stuff that's stuck inside is pussy. All the bipedal creatures in there are worms."

A series of dirty words pound from the mouth of a girl with an uncontrolled adorable grin.

"Many of us have thought about death in despair of living -"

So he cut off his words again, and Midori looked at the believers who moved only the eyeballs and lined up beneath them.

Midori could see why they had come here to believe in Midori, why they had decided to destroy the world, pulled from their heads by these words all at once. I was feeling it. It was pouring in. Memories for all the believers gathered, thoughts, everything. And Midori was enjoying it.

"Everything in this world is equal. Everyone is the same. Everyone does the same thing. I never think of myself as shit. Let's say I'm shit but myself. We're shit-eating bugs. We're -- all the worlds are eating shit, scattering shit, drooling shit, showing shit to each other, throwing shit at each other, eating shit, kicking shit, just having fun in a shitty pot."

It looks like a textbook speaking pattern: denial, denial, affirmation, subtly different. After reminding those who have been denied of their memories, they preach equality by denying those who have denied them. The equalization of what is denied affirms their existence. The patriarchs they worship affirm.

The choice of words, the way they are taken between them, and the flow of speech are all calculated. It was calculated by Midori. By taking the time between them in moderation, the emotions of the believers that boil in Midori's words do not disappear in an instant. No dark emotions, no exaltations that blow up dark emotions.

Midori was unnecessarily annoying and savoring their thoughts as if they were a superb treat. Midori connects his mind directly with all the faithful here, letting all the ups and downs of a huge amount of memory and emotion flow into his own head and handle it.

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It is processed by a second brain that is precisely in subspace. If we send the memories and emotions of hundreds of believers simultaneously into the original brain, the brain's capacity and spirit will be flat.

"Yeah, so we can have fun, too? In a shitty pot called the world, enjoy it with the shitty bugs who enjoy shitting ~. Let the shitty bugs squeal and sing a shitty poem? You want me to break the law of shit and show you the law of shit? You want me to sing a shitty life full of shit to you? Well, we all fell into the shit at the front and got shit all over us and died. After spinning the shit in the pot and spinning it all over it, I just have to die to get out of the pot. We were born in a shitty pot, so we play with shit that's only worth as much as shit that's flooded in a pot, and we enjoy it, and then we die."

Never before has it been uttered in speeches and spoken directly to their spirit, to the pleasure of ruin. No need for revenge catharsis.

But it was not only a matter of great freedom for them, but also a proof of righteousness for their vengeance and their ruin. Justice that passes through and passes on only among them and the patriarchs. But that's too much.

"The protagonist of the shitty pot is the shitty bug inside. It's us. I don't care what you do. This world is a playground reserved for you. Freedom to do anything. Have fun!

Cheers up. The faithful were all united in joyful ways. Everyone smiled. But not a single distorted grin. It was glowing beautifully. It was pure.

Their lives, which should have been denied, are affirmed and completed at the end. It's never been better. If the thought of vengeance is all the way there, and if whoever worships it pushes his heart with all his might, he loses all his wrath and distortion, and is elevated to purity.

(That's what the public calls madness, though)

A dog owner who was listening to a speech behind the sleeves of a super cathedral stage thought as he looked around at the joyful expression of the faithful, zeroing a distorted grin unlike the faithful.

(Nothing is more troublesome than these purities. Midori knows that and she does it deliberately, so that's a bad touch. Me, too)

Dog breeders look at Midori with that in mind.

If you say so, who is my beloved accomplice?

The dog owner's distorted grin turns into something close to the grin of the faithful he called madness.

"And finally, most importantly - I have a word I want to tell you. Keep this in mind most of all."

The grin disappears from Midori's face and the tone of her voice is lower. Further down from the top of the stage onto the floor of the stage, holding the microphone in one hand, moving only his eyes and looking over the faithful many times. The faithful are also put on their faces and await the next word of the Patriarch with seriousness.

"No matter how much they deny us all, how much they hate us, how much they treat the bad guys, I am the only one who refuses to be on your side. Only I will definitely affirm everyone to the end. I know all the regrets, the hard feelings, the feelings of loneliness, the feelings that have come to my head, and I will not forget them until I die. Midori's heart is literally with everyone to the end!

A cracking cheer boiled almost simultaneously. The fiercely expensive sight of the believers blows like a storm, and the spirit of Midori takes it all.

To his pleasant sensation, Midori closed her eyes with a lucid expression, opening her hands naturally towards the faithful. The faithful who saw the sight were even more expensive and never stopped cheering for a while.

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