Chapter 345: 345 28

From Yumi's point of view, it was probably the decision that this was the biggest point of interest. Later on, it seemed true that the decision was correct, but the truth then was that it was the exact opposite way to receive it.

As Yumi saw it, Toichi was distracted and distracted from his gaze for a moment to show a gap, but even from the truth it was an unexpected event, delaying for a moment what he was meant to be.

Fire - and a blood splash.

The true bullet only blurred around the bottom of the right shoulder of the total, but the total foot stops for a moment.

"Oh, my God!"

The anger of the first was directed not at Yumi, but at Yumi. I would like to recall instructions from Junko Yukioka and decide that the other side has given me the opportunity to execute them.

It was true to continue shooting, but a total of one dashes and dodges.

As expected, Toichi turned not to the true, but to Yumi.

(If you don't stop here, Deer Mountain will be killed)

True to desperately shoot further, but it doesn't rush up towards you, and you can't capture the movement of the meter one moving in another direction at high speed.

The moment Yumi's neck was snapped, I did see truly that she was smiling toward herself. As if to understand your end and truly tell you something.

True forces the trigger. Shortly after Yumi was killed, I was convinced that this would be a hit.

"Shit teacher...... ahhh!

Targeted where the movement stopped, he eats a bullet in his left leg thigh, and Toichi makes a short scream.

"Bastard here......"

He trembles into anger, and Toichi rushes toward the truth in pain.

At that point, his fate might have changed somewhat if Toichi had noticed that there was a big change in his body. I didn't even feel pain when I was shot in the shoulder just a few seconds ago, but when I was shot in the leg, I was in pain.

True to fire two shots at a total of one coming towards him, but both were removed and a total of one flying kick hit between his true abdomen and chest.

A true little body blows up about a meter. Even the power of this kick did not raise many questions of anger. It was actually a miracle that I sent two true bullets just before that.

"I'll kill you..."

In the form of anger, Toichi approaches the true falling horizontally on the road.

"Ooh!

Roll out a kick with your true legs up. Toichi believes and doesn't suspect that he should have crushed his leg with this.

"Damn, it hurts! Shit!"

Kick more arms. Kicking is a shot in the leg. I felt like I couldn't stand when I axised you.

(Face next. This guy is going to mess it up with my hands directly)

Grabbing a true collar and dragging it abusively, Kenichi sees his true face up close.

Its neat face, which is still excessive in its awkwardness, remained, as usual, faceless. Keichi, who was the first to see a true face so close to here, unexpectedly forgot what he was trying to do, crushing and observing the construction and placement of each and every facial part, fascinated him. Well made.

A complete ideal form in which I want, wish, can scorch, nothing more.

(Yes, that face. What you envied more than anything. What I admired. what I liked)

A void appears abruptly in his head and speaks to him in total.

(It's what you wanted. You're beautiful. You're adorable. That's nice. You're dazzling. You'll be surprised. You'll love it)

"I'm not saying anything disgusting... But you're right."

Flesh voices emitted towards the void. Of course, I really have no idea what Toichi is talking about alone.

"This face is everything. This is what tormented me. This is it."

Grab a true face with your left hand with a groan full of hate. Seeing that the area I grabbed was distorted, Toichi held something like guilt and my chest ached.

(Don't do it. Don't break it. It's not something you can break. Something cute, something beautiful, something beautiful. Unlike you. Break this guy and you'll be more blasphemy than you broke that Kikuchi Reiko)

The warnings of the phantom were, as it were, the best of intentions. But...... only the heart I don't want to admit.

"You're kidding me! I'll break you!

With the anger, wave your right hand up loud. If it's my power now, I can break it easily. I can tear it down. I can dust the culprits who tormented me scattered.

At that moment, Toichi, who tried to tap exactly the fist he shook up, saw it. I saw it, but I stopped moving. Cowardly, the movement stopped.

While I obviously knew my face was going to be crushed, the truth was I kept my eyes open and hit a piercing gaze in total one.

(You'd be absolutely frightened and eye-meditating, wouldn't you?

The idol laughs spirally. Jesus. Totally right, I'll admit it.

Pressured by true gaze, the movement of the total one stopped completely. I took Toichi out of the cold. And Kenichi became aware. Compared to the presence in front of me, I became completely aware that I was a very weak and miserable being.

(You were always on the run. I was running away from myself. But no more... this time there's no escape. You turned down the escape yourself. I cornered him. I blocked the escape myself. jealous that you admire from the bottom of your heart, to him)

A void tells in a chilling voice, pointing to the truth.

"I'm the ugliest man in the world right now"

Toichi shrugged as he was truly stunned and scared, dressed with his fist swung up. At the same time, tears flooded me.

"Now? You stay ugly all the time."

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A frozen voice emanates from his true mouth, shaking off his already powerless hand in a rambling manner.

It was felt clear from the truth that Toichi had lost his will to fight.

True beat Toshiichi full of power. A total of one body falls.

"You just said you were stronger."

Step as far as you can on the head of the fallen total, and say the truth in a cold voice.

"You're not getting stronger at all. Remains weak."

"What..."

"You were a grown man when you didn't have the strength, but I don't think he's a strong man, who's going to get stronger and get better. If that trick goes away, you're the same old cunt again, aren't you? What's so strong about that?

Total I did not argue. I was acknowledging all true words. On the contrary...

(Even with strength, it remains a cuss. I told this guy... he stayed beat)

When he was shot through with his gaze in reverse trying to break his true face, Toichi admitted it. As a person, I am absolutely inferior to the truth.

"Jen and Zongde were much stronger than you."

True to step on the head of a total with even more force than earlier.

"I can't believe that such rotten pigs killed Zongde, Jen, Kikuchi, Mother, and Deer Mountain..."

Reminds me of Jen's dream to become a detective and that Zongde said he would inherit the family business to repay his brother. The path was closed by such a garbage man. To that fact comes endless anger and remorse.

"I won't kill you easily"

A voice with a clear intonation of hatred and anger is emitted more than true. Shoot your hands and feet out in turn with a gun. Screaming. The effect of the medicine is no longer completely cut and I feel the pain clearly.

Toichi didn't realize that the medicine ran out faster because she took too much medicine and the medicine ran out sooner than usual.

"What's up? Let me hear you talk like you just did. Let me see your face."

Truth is I was comfortable leaving my heart to anger. Cold but hot black vortex. Such an image floats in the truth. That's in the true chest, quiet without any sound, but fiercely wild.

"Is it painful? You want my help? Apologize wholeheartedly to them. Then I'll help you."

(Apologize. This is the last one)

Abruptly the statue tells.

(It's not just life. It's Setouchi whether your heart will be saved or not. Whether you want to stay dandruff to the end)

"I'm sorry..."

Toichi apologized crying. Neither did the last preaching of the statue reach the sum of one. No apologies at all. Apologize only to the upper side, believing in the words of truth and fiction, that if you apologize, you will be saved.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I... can't believe I did this to myself... but now I'm really sorry! Forgiveness…"

In the middle of an empty apology, Truth stomped his head full of strength to block the words of the apology.

"I'm not heartbroken. Just begging for life to help. Then you can't."

Screw the gun in your mouth after you stubbornly trample it as it is. The more abusive your front teeth are, the more you let them force you.

(Whoa! You're apologizing for admitting I was bad! Why won't you forgive me? You're the one who's bad in the first place! How badly are you outrageous that I apologized to you despite all your fault and still won't forgive you!

With the muzzle in his mouth and unable to speak, he turns his gaze to truly beg forgiveness, while at the bottom of his belly he continues to curse and protest with no voice.

"Die."

A word in a frozen voice. Power was put into the true index finger on the trigger.

True recognizes that the ugliest life in the world has disappeared in the near future. Refreshments and accomplishments like when I finally killed the cockroach I was persistently running around in the kitchen spread and filled in the truth. But much stronger than that. Uglier than a cockroach, more eye-catching and hateful than a cockroach, I was finally able to banish a life from the world that was harder to kill than a cockroach - such a feeling.

(Vengeance struck)

Truth is, I understood abruptly. No, I felt it. He said hatred is like a vain ritual of self-satisfaction, to keri only within oneself.

(No, not yet. I need to check...)

After that, Truth was fishing the net for nearly two hours, beside a total of one corpse. The contents relate to the Yukioka Institute and its main body, Junko Yukioka.

At the time of the search, images of a girl who truly knew her well appeared in one shot. A number of the contents about Junko Yukooka that were on the net pushed Truth to the bottom of despair. No, the place I thought was the bottom was just the entrance to Naruto yet.

The more I looked into it, the more stories emerged in which Yumi and Toichi's words supported the truth. Junko Suzuoka said that it was not uncommon for people to move and sometimes bump each other like pawns in a game with mice to be studied, and almost kill each other in the funny half, taking their lives.

(Was I just one of those mice? You think it was all a game? After knowing that Umemu hates me, to empower him, to approach me, to take care of me, to thrust him from happiness to hell all at once... is that the kind of play)

Yumi and Toshiichi's story and online reputation are roughly coded. But still, I wanted to believe that the truth was some kind of mistake. I have doubts about Junko, but it was not a certainty.

(Why was I chosen as the subject of the study? Is there a reason? Like Umemu said, is that someone's clone?

Doubts that come to mind one after another. Naturally, there is no answer.

But there is something clear. It's a bunch of boiling negative emotions that swirl in the truth. And the sense of loss and anger, which had no place to do it, was not enough for a total of one, and he was craving new prey. Anyone who gave power to the sum of one was well worth it.

I thought to myself, the truth is, I took my phone out of Totally One's body. Maybe he's texting someone on his cell phone with a mastermind. I didn't get inside the idea because the truth doesn't usually text me much.

When I opened the mailbox by projecting a holographic display, all records were kept there. A number of instructions from Junko to Total-1. Obviously the text of the tone of Junko itself. There were also countless texts calling the experimental bench for truth.

In truth the presence of the pure child was turning from the object of doubt to the spearhead of definite hatred.

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