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The bowmen who proceeded to the back of Ajito encountered the enemy's second formation, which was once again a fierce shooting, but unlike the shooting at the entrance, nothing was immediately settled.

The bamboo breaking constituents have built a barricade in the aisle in front of the workshop to resist violently using powerful firearms as they enter and exit the workshop.

The bowmen were out of touch with them, gathering their bullets and keeping barrage close.

"You're buying time."

True squeaks with his back deposited on the wall at the corner of the aisle. True only, I don't try to shoot a little first and then always shoot the rest. Nor does the truth of the boulder leap out in the rain of a different kind of bullet.

"Buy time for what! To get these people out of the back door!?

Eagle Hiko responding with only a gun out of the corner asks him to scream.

"I guess I'll buy you some time before I can do the toys. Well, if they stiffen up all that protection, they're glued. I don't think they're going to actively discuss it."

"Toys? I remember hearing those words before?

Just when the bowman truly asked, the shooting from the other man stopped.

"You're here."

When the truth squeals, he throws himself unconstitutionally out of the bend.

"Maybe it's a feint. That's very brave of you."

With that said, Eagle Hiko follows true, and until then moves on to a space where bullets had flown countless times.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work. I finished it earlier than I thought." Okay, everybody stay out of the back door. "

(This voice...)

A pleasantly bounced voice in a familiar ear. But when he heard the voice, there was something cold running through the bowman's spine.

"What's up!?

One person sees a bowman who doesn't try to move while on the spot, and Mika looks suspicious.

"I don't know either, but you're freaking out, this"

As true told, if it was true that I was still on the experimental bench and would be sampled again from now on, I was going to be able to fight Junko, but Junko of the day showed up and just heard his voice before I saw him, the bowman cowered. Instinct tells you aloud. He said we shouldn't fight.

The bowman rides himself out of the bend as he desperately pushes his fears to death. The eagle hiko and true figure removing the barricade blocking the passage. Mika looks worried to see this one. There is no such thing as a key figure.

(It's been a long time since you felt so scared... since you fell in the back street and had your first life-threatening battle. But the quality is fundamentally different from that fear)

The bowman had a big backpack on his back. Put it on the floor and keep your mouth wide open. Inside were a bunch of firearms in the hands of the constituents here that died during the earlier attack at the entrance. Sub-machine guns and assault rifles.

"You can help me, too."

Speak to the bowman and let Hawk Hiko throw the box placed in the aisle to the side and open it.

True went first, through the collapsed barricade, into the workshop. Hawk Hiko and Mika follow it, and finally the bowman enters the workshop.

"Hey, there you are. The Battle of Las Bosses, Hajima-ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Junko greets her with a wide spread of hands and an uncontrolled grin.

"Hey? What, that pervert looks like... Persimmon."

More than Junko, Hawkeyok's eyes went to Kamauma, who had been modified by the Phantom behind him.

"Oh no, you're as cute as ever. This."

A bowman who breathes and speaks to Junko, who hasn't resumed in years, this one smiles and smiles. I recognise that after all these years I remain an adorable and beautiful girl and that I am once again a human being apart.

"Ah, stay thankful..."

Truly take it and illuminate it, Junko with cheeks.

"Bowman, you've changed the vibe a lot. Your face remains childish, but Aura doesn't feel like a proper warrior."

"Haha, people often tell me that it looks like I painted a picture of human and animal harmlessness. Yeah."

While he taps lightly, the bowman realizes his legs are still trembling in small pieces. Instinct is issuing another warning. Don't go any further. He told me not to get involved with the girl in front of me any more.

For ten years, I've been diving through a training ground, and I've never been more afraid of the crimson-eyed girl in front of me. This reality, described as a rare revolutionary and transformed into a major hero on a global scale, is trembling with an unparalleled threat.

No, I've been diving through the training ground, which is why I'm hypersensitive to the danger to my life. The danger to life is always entangled, but the buzzer of red flags has never sounded so loud so far.

(But, you know, there's this fear because I'm willing to fight this kid from now on. I'd rather not have to fight if possible)

I already know the art of overcoming fear more than ten years ago. Those who live in this world, whoever they are, live in a world of death and neighbourliness because they have fear together, and because they can make a compromise with fear.

"I heard everything from you right there. My attempt to crush the bamboo break was by your guide. [M] Is that true?

"Yeah. It's true."

To Bowman's inquiry, Junko affirms lightly with a smile.

"Hmm. So, for what purpose do you do that?

"I don't care if they ask me that question about Mad Scientists. It's just research greed and playfulness. Am I supposed to talk about that research purpose itself?

Junko jumps up backwards and sits on one of the containers. It is jumping more than two meters lightly without any help.

"I'd rather be an Olympian than a scientist."

Hawk hiko shrugs.

"I've been researching paranormal areas for hundreds of years now. How can only a very few people touch the power of paranormal? How can you not notice when more people should be able to notice the power, the realm? Well, until ten years ago, there were reasons why information was manipulated in every country, and they were supposed to be fantastic."

"No way. Did you make all the paranormal people in the back street?

"Haha, no matter how much it is, it's not."

Junko denies the Bowman question strangely.

"God, ghosts, magic, demons, post-mortem worlds, alien worlds, reincarnations, those invisible paranormal realms, why do you think humans think of them in their heads? It's not just aspirations and fantasies, it's because genes, souls, or both know they are there, isn't it? I think that the instinct to pray to God, the instinct to fear the dead, the instinct to admire fantasies, these are all instincts equipped for a creature called man, the key to opening the door to the power to sleep in man. According to the statistics I took, the more people who wish to turn that key, the easier it is to open the door to its sleeping power."

"Hmm. So it also leads to the story of people who want great power, who despair of living, gathering rumors like urban legends, and turning them into experimental benches."

Junko's story was long and the bowman was helpful. In the meantime, the bowman can calm his feelings.

"Right. Although some people are born with special abilities, wake up with some trigger, train to meet and draw strength from the form of art, that is limited to a very small part of it. I've been searching for ways to wake up more freely and easily the power of sleeping in people and make it easier for anyone to acquire it."

"Hmm, is that what you're here for? Something awesome."

Eagle Hiko as impressed. I can't understand or empathize with why Junko wants that, but I can only admire the scale of the purpose.

"Well, I wonder if it's one of the purposes..."

Junko moves his legs flat and spills an ambiguous grin for some reason.

"But if that research comes to fruition, the world is going to be so chaos..."

And, bowman.

"Sounds interesting. But it hasn't worked out for hundreds of years."

Junko sighs small, letting her smile stick.

"Like you guys, I've tried giving supernormal powers to tens of thousands of people, but I don't really know how to make sure it works. No, a little bit of a sure way, though, I've established. But most of them died of strange side effects, and their life expectancy shrunk dramatically. Otherwise, it's not a big deal. So, as I said before, you and Mika are just coincidental products or original qualities that have sprouted. There's got to be something that hasn't been figured out, right? I want to figure it out. I want to poke clear scientific evidence."

"I understand Junko's purpose in life, but you don't know why she meshes us or the bamboo break. True, I heard from you that it's a stage to gauge my power, but didn't you have to take such a roundabout shape?

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If we are serious about using ourselves as research material again, we need to capture them more quickly and force them to experiment.

"It's okay because I'm going around on purpose. I wonder if it feels better to be unpredictable than to make things as easy as you want them to be. Don't you find it funny to have the stage ready and have the play in an add-on without just giving the lead the script? I guess that's my hobby. But even with this play, I have a philosophy and a belief. It will be a vivid memory for those who survive. For me, of course. I'm making those memories."

(Making memories…)

Hearing about Junko, the bowman remembered to faint for a moment. He genuinely speaks of the words stage, plays, fun memorabilia, etc., while involving a large number of lives and keeping others' lives at bay.

(Evil. Nothing but evil to defeat. He gave me the power to live a new life. I was grateful and respectful......)

There was anger, but more remorse, sadness and naughty than that, swirling in the bowman.

"Really? It took me a long time."

The bowman set his belly.

"True you there said you wouldn't mind me being Junko's research material, so you would help me. I know it's very, very bad for you, but I will break the curse with my hands."

A bowman pulls out his gun and points it at Junko, who sits on top of the container.

It is also true that I did not want to develop into a contest with Junko, who is greatly grateful. But what came out of Junko's mouth was the worst substitute for bowman's imagination diagonally. Never admitted in a bowman, unforgivable. Whatever you think is evil. I can't overlook it.

"Well - I knew it would happen -. So, what do we do? Makoto."

Standing up on the container, Junko looks to the true with a smile.

"Has this become the most unpleasant development for True?

"No problem. I also expected this to happen. You told me to anticipate every development I could imagine."

True leaps out quickly in front of the bowman, in the form of a break in between him and Junko. Look at that. Eagle Hiko sets up a gun, too. The end of the muzzle is true, of course.

"I see. After all, do you take Junko's side?"

A bowman smiling toward the truth. I also assumed this development, so nothing surprises me.

"For once, my role includes protecting this guy. They can't just shut up and overlook anyone who tries to do harm."

True mouthfeel like other personnel.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but it means we're going to have to end this together."

Can you turn to the enemy a true man with exceptional combat power and a Phantom with unknown powers brought by Junko, even Junko, with powers beyond intelligence, to fulfill and win? The bowman has not calculated such a status quo. Anyway, I'm just caught in the feeling that I can't help defeating Junko.

"It's unusual. I can't believe you're so helpful to me."

Shortly after Junko said it, True looks back, and Junko fires a shotgun. Junko had already moved to the end of the container when he shot him.

Neither Bowman nor Hawkhiko could follow the move with their eyes. It looked as if he had changed his place when he noticed, as if he had also done on the teleport.

"Whoa? What are you doing, this guy? He's an enemy, an ally, a busy man."

Hawk Hiko, who was pointing a gun towards the truth, flashes. I wondered if I was still an enemy again, I would shoot at Junko, and Hawkko couldn't tell if I could shoot the truth.

"Nobody said anything about cooperating. He's a waste of time to make it your toy. Let me interrupt that, too."

True stands between Bowman and Junko and raises his hands, pointing a sub-machine gun toward Bowman and a shotgun muzzle toward Junko.

"Uh, uh... I mean, is that it? Trying to prevent me from killing Junko, while also preventing Junko from capturing me at the same time by himself? Um... maybe even if it wasn't, wouldn't it be very difficult? It."

"Oh, my God. I have to take care of two idiots."

I gave that back to the bowman, who laughs funny and asks, not really a voice lacking in the usual discouragement, but with clear frustration.

"Mm, you don't know what to do. Hey. He's on the bowman's side, and he's gonna kill it..."

Eagle Hiko gives Mika a glimpse on the side as she tours. Mika has a brisk face and stares at Junko.

"You've grown up, Makoto. Yeah, nice, nice. That's a great and interesting decision. So let's go back to the last game."

Beard a happy grin, Junko jumping off the container.

"The transfer of bad luck!

but the moment Junko jumps, Mika screams, Junko slips one leg at the point of landing and puts a huge buttcake on it. We changed the bad luck we had stocked by paying for the bad luck earlier to pure son by now's fateful manipulation.

"Amma."

I look at Mika unexpectedly while dressed with a butt cake, Junko making a statement.

"No matter how true, the two guards are burdensome! It's not a sprinkle! Junko! I'll take care of your opponent!

Mika points and says off Junko who fell over.

"True! Convince your body not to kill you! Say it again! Don't kill me!

"I don't want to kill you either, but I can't give you full assurance."

True to dump the sub-machine gun and set only the shotgun against the bowman. I wonder how this can be done to such an extent that I don't kill him, a bowman who is crazy and laughs again.

"Persuading your body is something nasty, this"

says the bowman.

"It's nasty to think so! You sexually harassing revolutionary! Let's get it over with!

When she gave the bowman a glimpse and shouted, Mika pulled out her gun and pointed the muzzle at Junko.

"You... Mika, you're giving up the job I asked you to do? Is that all right with you?

Junko asks with a laugh as she gets up and wears her white coat.

"No problemo! This is what you would want! Junko!"

"Hmm? What do I want?

"You gave me strength! In time you recommended to me to be on the side of justice! I'm promising! Say it because it's special, unlike any other! I care about that, too, and I do what I can call a righteous ally! I'm willing to continue this way of life beyond, and that's what I want and that's what you want! And the work of righteous allies......!

Mika shoots two times at Junko on the way we're talking.

"It's about getting in the way of the bad guys!

"I don't think it has anything to do with my waiver."

Junko dodges two bullets after shaking his body only slightly. The smile remained intact, and it appeared in the bowman's eyes in a way that there was plenty of room.

"Didn't you also tell me it was special or promising... it. That's something, isn't it? Looks like Skekomashi's got the same dictation every time, another girl dictating around."

The bowman was sure that he would be saying the same thing to other mice without a doubt. I was honestly happy when I was told that myself, but I was disappointed to hear Mika say it now.

"It's not the most powerful and effective spirit to make kids like you care about it. But, hey, I know that complaining about it and giving you good results means you're on track."

Junko gently pays his right hand back. The persimmon swamp that was in the rear right reacts to it and moves out.

"I'm going to put on a one-on-one threesome, I wonder if it's just right."

"What? I'm not the Phantom Persimmon's opponent."

Hawk hiko gives a very unpleasant voice and puts on his face.

"Phantom number 77377, Kakinuman. I'm not trying because I'm strong there."

"Is that? Is that what you're rooting for me? Even though he's an enemy?

To Junko smiling at herself, Hawkeyok smiled back happily, pointing a gunshot at Kamaguma.

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