Play with Mad Scientists!
When the sun was about to lean, Yoshiku, True, Midori and Mika took a taxi to the apartment where Migitani, the clone sales customer of the President pickled formalin, lived. It's a city centre, so there's a lot of distance.
It would have considerable impact if the video contained evidence that a man of apparent standing, also a director of Miki Valley Konzern, who divides up the pussy group, is buying up a large quantity of clone idols to make a harem.
I would also like to interview him if possible, and Yoshiku thinks. I don't mind if you don't respond. Because if you can get a response to poke the microphone and wander around, that'll be enough painting. However, if he is at home.
(Though it's Sunday for once. I should have let you in for the night. Can I sneak in and wait inside for anything)
And, thinking that far, Yoshiku is gnawed at his thoughts.
(Me, I'm totally, like, a criminal. It's been a long time since I fell into the back street, and I can't believe the law allows me to think of fulfilling my purpose by ignoring it, even though I'm a rookie full of things I don't know...)
"What's wrong? Was it something strange, too?
The same old taxi driver as when he was sent to the clone manufacturing plant looks at Yoshiyaki's face in the passenger seat and his confidence spills a smile and speaks out.
"No, you're crazy about yourself. Are you going crazy?"
"Heh, you feel weird about yourself, and you're personalized - immersed in weird superiority or something?
"No, that's not it..."
Midori made fun of me and Shizuku wondered if there were any thoughtful words, but I couldn't think of anything.
By the time one line arrived at its destination, the sky was stained with orange.
"Not now, but is it possible that we're surrounded by a separate mansion?
True says.
"Ababa, don't have it. He wants to buy clone entertainers for a lot of money, so let's deal with their sexuality. Come on. That's what you do at home every night."
Midori denies the true word with a laugh.
"Your brother is sad because he really hasn't been around lately."
Yoshiku smiled bitterly at Midori's dialogue as a primary school student, no matter how he saw it.
"If he's with me, he's a great topic for paparazzi."
"This is why the mass garbage!
Mika throws up in her nagging face at Yoshinaga's words.
"I'm telling you, I'm an ex-Social Department, right? What an even worse performing arts department. At a meeting of female entertainers, she said, 'Whoa, just tear it up!' Or whispering. It's also a gift of my obsession with making good pictures."
"Hard to understand! I can't accept it! Extreme of the Lower!
"But it's the masses who are also Mika's business partners who want the painting. If we're stuck in shit, people are like maggots boiling in shit."
"Gu......"
Yoshiku wants to try being a little mean to Mika, who clings to me, and speaks in a sarcastic tone.
"Abba, that's a good analogy, okay."
"I have no idea where I want it!
Mika yells at Midori, who laughs funny.
"I think the analogy is strange, too. Mass garbage finds shit and gives it to people in a shithole, doesn't it?
"True brother, the analogy may be accurate, but I don't have the taste... There's no good analogy between looking for shit and carrying shit."
Midori turned off his grin and poked at him, truly speaking faceless and serious of his arguments.
"Well, I wonder how they got in the apartment"
Look up at the luxury apartment that soars in front of you, Yoshiku says.
"Heh, leave it to Midori. Just hold on."
That's what I said, but I'm not going to do anything as I say. I don't know what to wait for, Yoshiku is surprised.
After a while, my uncle in work clothes arrived. Mixed grey hair and bald, maybe you should say grandpa. He came out of the administration room at the entrance, so he's the janitor at the apartment.
When the janitor opens the entrance to the apartment from the inside, he comes in front of Yoshida.
(They think you're suspicious? No way. You wouldn't think so at the time of bringing a child. But it's coming straight this way, and I don't know what I'd have done if I'd been talked to.)
As Yoshiku patrols, the caretaker's uncle offers his hand toward Midori. When Midori also reached out, the caretaker dropped the key in Midori's hand and went straight back into the apartment.
"Hey, I'm coming in."
"No, no, no, what, what? What's that?"
The steward who returns to the control room after not paying any attention to Yoshida, and Yoshida, who alternates between walking out of Midori, asks after Midori.
"What are you doing, that guy? You're relinquishing your duties. It's under my sleeve. Did you even suck at it? Or hypnosis?
"When did you say you had the time to depress your medication!
Towards Shizuku, Mika and True continue to penetrate.
"You can think of it as hypnosis. Actually, no."
As Midori said, he clung to the key hole at the entrance to the apartment and opened the door, which the janitor gave him. Four people going inside.
"This is good - I'll keep it. Good. It's a spare key, but if you can use it here again, you can come alone."
Midori throws the key for a long time.
"What are we gonna do about it being on CCTV?
Yoshiku asks.
"No problemo! No problemo if you don't mind! I'm not kidding. I really am!
"You're talking about it because it was showing. I'm not going to do anything guilty. I don't think the police can sue me for criminal acts."
Towards Yoshiku, Mika and True continue to answer.
Four people take the elevator and reach Miki Valley House on the top floor.
Fingerprint authentication and iris authentication were also required to open the door, but the spare key I received from the management room was also combined with the use of emergency use, so I just stuck the key in the keyhole and the door opened lightly.
"There are signs of people. You're here."
Truth squeals. I have no idea for a long time. At least, there's no light on the front door and the room near it.
The hallway was split left and right, so we headed right first. Opening some doors, but no one inside.
"You're full of rooms. And it's spacious. It's a fancy interior for nothing."
With motivation, I whisper and grumble for a long time.
Returning to the entrance, he proceeded from the entrance towards the left hallway to make sure the lights were leaking from beyond the door.
"It stinks of blood."
True groans abruptly about that, and Yoshiku goes awry.
(Finally, I feel a very dark fluctuation from inside the room. Anger, Threat and Grief......)
Midori whines without speaking up.
Though slightly disturbed by true disturbing words, Yoshiku sneaks open the door and peeks inside over the camera, turning the camera.
Yoshiku was breathtaking at the indoor sight that jumped in through the camera.
Large living room with no idea how many tatami. It also has a counter bar in the back, and even a huge bed that doesn't know how many people can sleep. Quite a few girls stand in line near that bed in various outfits.
Nurses, lady cops, stewardesses, sailors clothes, maids and their dressed in various costumes are all faces I've seen on TV and gravure. These are clone idols. Everyone looked at a certain point with anxious faces and sad expressions.
Moving the camera ahead of their gaze, a naked obese old man with a belly, chest, legs and face full of fat was in the shape of anger, fisting the face of a girl in underwear who nodded with her head.
(That's horrible...... my grandfather's penis, but still bleeding)
Seeing the blood splashing on the floor, Yoshiku flashes his face.
(Hey... he's beating me up...)
The girl, who was accidentally beaten, looked up, and Shizuku just looked at her face.
Shizuku is aware of Mika behind it. Right now, I'm the only one peeking into the room through the door gap, but I think it's only a matter of time before she sees this schematic.
(Ugh... this guy sucks. Mika can't show it to you.)
Midori, who was projecting a schizophrenic and peering into the room, thought the same thing as Shizuku, with a drawn grin.
(Even though I can't be shown, I have Mika's sister right on my side, and it's only a matter of time before she finds out)
I can't laugh when I think about future developments, but I really laugh. Not strange, but this situation has to be laughed at.
(We need to turn the camera around and stick it as much as possible and not show it to Mika...)
Though I thought so for a long time, events soon broke down my efforts for a long time.
"You lousy piece of shit! No matter how long it's been, the song and the shabby won't work! Besides, you can't even talk the same way as the original! It's a bad product! How come they haven't taught you how to look like the original!
The obese old man - Miki Valley has risen and turned to the nagging girl.
"Please, Meunna. Your husband. Micah, I'm working hard on this, and I'll do my best to make sure your husband likes this or La. Kara, throw away Nyde."
A girl looks up and begs Miki Valley crying in a strange way of intonation like a word of Japanese. The nosebleeds have erupted and a little but bleeding from the edge of the mouth. The temples had moles. Probably something I could have done with a beating before this.
(Yabe... the boulder found this out)
With Mika's clone, who had been beaten, she also figured out what was in the room, True and Mika, who couldn't see what was going on inside.
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It would have considerable impact if the video contained evidence that a man of apparent standing, also a director of Miki Valley Konzern, who divides up the pussy group, is buying up a large quantity of clone idols to make a harem.
I would also like to interview him if possible, and Yoshiku thinks. I don't mind if you don't respond. Because if you can get a response to poke the microphone and wander around, that'll be enough painting. However, if he is at home.
(Though it's Sunday for once. I should have let you in for the night. Can I sneak in and wait inside for anything)
And, thinking that far, Yoshiku is gnawed at his thoughts.
(Me, I'm totally, like, a criminal. It's been a long time since I fell into the back street, and I can't believe the law allows me to think of fulfilling my purpose by ignoring it, even though I'm a rookie full of things I don't know...)
"What's wrong? Was it something strange, too?
The same old taxi driver as when he was sent to the clone manufacturing plant looks at Yoshiyaki's face in the passenger seat and his confidence spills a smile and speaks out.
"No, you're crazy about yourself. Are you going crazy?"
"Heh, you feel weird about yourself, and you're personalized - immersed in weird superiority or something?
"No, that's not it..."
Midori made fun of me and Shizuku wondered if there were any thoughtful words, but I couldn't think of anything.
By the time one line arrived at its destination, the sky was stained with orange.
"Not now, but is it possible that we're surrounded by a separate mansion?
True says.
"Ababa, don't have it. He wants to buy clone entertainers for a lot of money, so let's deal with their sexuality. Come on. That's what you do at home every night."
Midori denies the true word with a laugh.
"Your brother is sad because he really hasn't been around lately."
Yoshiku smiled bitterly at Midori's dialogue as a primary school student, no matter how he saw it.
"If he's with me, he's a great topic for paparazzi."
Mika throws up in her nagging face at Yoshinaga's words.
"I'm telling you, I'm an ex-Social Department, right? What an even worse performing arts department. At a meeting of female entertainers, she said, 'Whoa, just tear it up!' Or whispering. It's also a gift of my obsession with making good pictures."
"Hard to understand! I can't accept it! Extreme of the Lower!
"But it's the masses who are also Mika's business partners who want the painting. If we're stuck in shit, people are like maggots boiling in shit."
"Gu......"
Yoshiku wants to try being a little mean to Mika, who clings to me, and speaks in a sarcastic tone.
"Abba, that's a good analogy, okay."
"I have no idea where I want it!
Mika yells at Midori, who laughs funny.
"I think the analogy is strange, too. Mass garbage finds shit and gives it to people in a shithole, doesn't it?
"True brother, the analogy may be accurate, but I don't have the taste... There's no good analogy between looking for shit and carrying shit."
Midori turned off his grin and poked at him, truly speaking faceless and serious of his arguments.
"Well, I wonder how they got in the apartment"
Look up at the luxury apartment that soars in front of you, Yoshiku says.
"Heh, leave it to Midori. Just hold on."
That's what I said, but I'm not going to do anything as I say. I don't know what to wait for, Yoshiku is surprised.
After a while, my uncle in work clothes arrived. Mixed grey hair and bald, maybe you should say grandpa. He came out of the administration room at the entrance, so he's the janitor at the apartment.
When the janitor opens the entrance to the apartment from the inside, he comes in front of Yoshida.
(They think you're suspicious? No way. You wouldn't think so at the time of bringing a child. But it's coming straight this way, and I don't know what I'd have done if I'd been talked to.)
"Hey, I'm coming in."
"No, no, no, what, what? What's that?"
The steward who returns to the control room after not paying any attention to Yoshida, and Yoshida, who alternates between walking out of Midori, asks after Midori.
"What are you doing, that guy? You're relinquishing your duties. It's under my sleeve. Did you even suck at it? Or hypnosis?
"When did you say you had the time to depress your medication!
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"There's no timing under my sleeve, and I'm relinquishing my duties. How come the axes are so different?"Towards Shizuku, Mika and True continue to penetrate.
"You can think of it as hypnosis. Actually, no."
As Midori said, he clung to the key hole at the entrance to the apartment and opened the door, which the janitor gave him. Four people going inside.
"This is good - I'll keep it. Good. It's a spare key, but if you can use it here again, you can come alone."
Midori throws the key for a long time.
"What are we gonna do about it being on CCTV?
Yoshiku asks.
"No problemo! No problemo if you don't mind! I'm not kidding. I really am!
"You're talking about it because it was showing. I'm not going to do anything guilty. I don't think the police can sue me for criminal acts."
Towards Yoshiku, Mika and True continue to answer.
Four people take the elevator and reach Miki Valley House on the top floor.
Fingerprint authentication and iris authentication were also required to open the door, but the spare key I received from the management room was also combined with the use of emergency use, so I just stuck the key in the keyhole and the door opened lightly.
"There are signs of people. You're here."
The hallway was split left and right, so we headed right first. Opening some doors, but no one inside.
"You're full of rooms. And it's spacious. It's a fancy interior for nothing."
With motivation, I whisper and grumble for a long time.
Returning to the entrance, he proceeded from the entrance towards the left hallway to make sure the lights were leaking from beyond the door.
"It stinks of blood."
True groans abruptly about that, and Yoshiku goes awry.
(Finally, I feel a very dark fluctuation from inside the room. Anger, Threat and Grief......)
Midori whines without speaking up.
Though slightly disturbed by true disturbing words, Yoshiku sneaks open the door and peeks inside over the camera, turning the camera.
Yoshiku was breathtaking at the indoor sight that jumped in through the camera.
Large living room with no idea how many tatami. It also has a counter bar in the back, and even a huge bed that doesn't know how many people can sleep. Quite a few girls stand in line near that bed in various outfits.
Nurses, lady cops, stewardesses, sailors clothes, maids and their dressed in various costumes are all faces I've seen on TV and gravure. These are clone idols. Everyone looked at a certain point with anxious faces and sad expressions.
Moving the camera ahead of their gaze, a naked obese old man with a belly, chest, legs and face full of fat was in the shape of anger, fisting the face of a girl in underwear who nodded with her head.
(That's horrible...... my grandfather's penis, but still bleeding)
Seeing the blood splashing on the floor, Yoshiku flashes his face.
(Hey... he's beating me up...)
The girl, who was accidentally beaten, looked up, and Shizuku just looked at her face.
Shizuku is aware of Mika behind it. Right now, I'm the only one peeking into the room through the door gap, but I think it's only a matter of time before she sees this schematic.
(Ugh... this guy sucks. Mika can't show it to you.)
(Even though I can't be shown, I have Mika's sister right on my side, and it's only a matter of time before she finds out)
I can't laugh when I think about future developments, but I really laugh. Not strange, but this situation has to be laughed at.
(We need to turn the camera around and stick it as much as possible and not show it to Mika...)
Though I thought so for a long time, events soon broke down my efforts for a long time.
"You lousy piece of shit! No matter how long it's been, the song and the shabby won't work! Besides, you can't even talk the same way as the original! It's a bad product! How come they haven't taught you how to look like the original!
The obese old man - Miki Valley has risen and turned to the nagging girl.
"Please, Meunna. Your husband. Micah, I'm working hard on this, and I'll do my best to make sure your husband likes this or La. Kara, throw away Nyde."
A girl looks up and begs Miki Valley crying in a strange way of intonation like a word of Japanese. The nosebleeds have erupted and a little but bleeding from the edge of the mouth. The temples had moles. Probably something I could have done with a beating before this.
(Yabe... the boulder found this out)
With Mika's clone, who had been beaten, she also figured out what was in the room, True and Mika, who couldn't see what was going on inside.
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