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"I don't know if I'd ask straight from a man's side. And abruptly. Make some more mood and then ask in a romantic way. That's why I demand a redo."

"Stop teasing me, knowing I'm not the man who can do that"

I wish I had said something extra, I regret it sooner rather than later.

"Half the tease, half the seriousness."

Slight spills a smile.

"You're quite bold, as opposed to me, or aggressive. Just met me..."

"Didn't I tell you I've been longing to hear from my father?"

"I don't even know if I admire a guy I haven't even met because he was just talking to me from an old man."

"Almost every day they gave me a name, and they showed me pictures, and they told me they were cute like my son in the organization, and they even told me you wanted him to marry him in the future because you wanted him to be my kid, and in my life, Liao Er's name was the default"

Old man... what the hell are you thinking...

"You've never dated a man, have you?"

"No, unfortunately I do. From kindergarten until the fourth grade or so, I was always with the kindergartners."

Think about it at your age and can you say that was dating a guy?

"I... am afraid to hang out with a woman. It's already... tight."

Though I felt sorry for him, I turned away from him slightly with an honest mouth.

"Once you lose it badly. You won't understand if I tell you, but I'm traumatized..."

"Those who flee, those who keep avoiding, are cowards in the face of only one defeat. No one knows the depth of the wound. The pain of the wound is not transmitted to anyone. But everyone knows that the pain of the wound has to be overcome. Everyone knows how to bury a wound. Chewing off the pain, without turning away, facing each other. Don't run away. Avoiding. Fighting. Know that fighting can be easier than running away. From then on, when you turn your back on pain and fear, when you stop and look back on its feet, the pain and suffering will be relieved, and the fear will disappear."

"Don't turn it into poetry."

I also have the impression that it's more like a proclamation than a poem, this time.

"Does it make sense to live for someone who doesn't have a heart to love poetry?

Slightly unscrupulous, for some reason, I spill a laugh.

"People are people because they have a heart that loves poetry, but because of it. Feel, think, shape, look at that shape and feel it again. This would be what human beings are called. If you don't have a heart that loves poetry, no matter how intelligent it is, it's no different than an insect. You can't call me a person even if you look like one."

"Then I'm a little worm."

It's me sarcastically, but I grin slightly.

"Let's evolve. to humans. Let me guide you."

"I mean, now you're talking about bugs."

Evolving into a slight human being is suddenly poem mumbling like a slight, and I don't even want to imagine the scene where I'm running that kind of thing.

"And I'll tell you one more thing, I lost it terribly, too. I'm still sick. But I wonder if that hard past will make me feel much darker and have a negative impact."

"I look exactly like that. I'm dragging my dark feelings all the way."

Shortly after I said it, a slight change of complexion takes out the phone and projects the footage into the air.

Let's get a camera response.

Slightly correct, two men had opened a secret entrance leading to the Snow Oka Institute. Face it, from a leg job, it's not a key pair, no matter how you look at it.

I'm sure this is the right time, but in case it doesn't taste good, we need to investigate whether or not it is a constituent of the released kid.

"Seems for sure"

I projected the report into the air and said slightly.

"There's two of us, and I don't know how many hours we'll wait for the remodel to finish, but we'll wait for it to come out anyway"

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I snorted at my words with a slightly tight look.

I kept waiting for a while, but never took a night as slightly, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, two men came out of the entrance leading to the institute.

One is an obese shaped man in a red polo shirt. The other was a man who mowed the sport in his back and glazed it. What an old, stinky Yakuza tissue chimp. Behind them is the figure of Snow Oka.

Does the fact that Snow Oka came out with us foresee that we're straining ourselves? Or are you aware of that?

He wants to see the battle between the mice.

"We're out of time for a good chat."

A slight rise off the bench.

"You've been a great number of poems in the last four hours or so."

I get up a little late, too. I was trying to sleep, so I let him sit on the bench trying to put him to sleep, and this guy kept talking.

From inside the building, two remodeled chimps emerge as released elephants.

"It's balanced two to two. Make up your mind which way to go."

"I aim for the fat guy in the red polo shirt. You do the sports pruning on your back."

"Be careful not to roll out"

I don't want to be a donkey in a place like this, but I have a situation here, and I can't help it. If we don't settle this quickly, the police will come and get us into trouble. There are more things you don't know about fighting in unseen places, but if you don't pat yourself on the boulevard, it's a boulder...

"Just finish, let go and go to the elephant's Ajito, and give Koganei the guidance. More and more modified humans if left alone, and we can't keep checking here all the time."

There is also a possibility that when we were released and headed to Ajito the elephant, a person who wished to make a modification came to Yukooka and the modified person went to Ubar in Shiba, misplaced. It's unlikely. Because if the modification of Snow Oka is completed very quickly, we will talk about it.

I'm talking about Yukioka in the first place, and she's still got two other modified mice in the elephant that got released.

"Now how to ambush"

From the top of the pedestrian deck, slightly with me following three people walking out of front of the building towards the station. You can tell me the interest is here, but the problem is when to set it up.

Good thing they're walking me down the road along the pedestrian deck. Don't feel like setting me up from here.

"I'll shoot you as soon as I find the opportunity"

Me drinking outlets and holding a pistol in the back of my jacket. Opportunities are when good things come in and passers-by don't get in the way, even in places that are easy to shoot from above.

"Then at that time, I'll jump. Because my abilities range from proximity to mid-range and are not suitable for long distances."

If you're going to jump down and set it up, I also felt a little better going first, but there seems to be a little thought, and I'm going to let you do the slightest thing here.

But maybe I'm thinking the same thing a little bit, and it suits me... so I'm dumb.

Follow the three of you down the road from the top of the corridor, surrounded by comfortable tension.

When I approached the station for the most part, I had the chance to shoot something good. The distance from the target, the angle, the lack of shelter, the passers-by are also interrupted around, at the best possible time.

Gunshots stick. It was a slightly uneasy distance to shoot with a pistol, but also with the power of an outlet, he shot through the back of a red polo shirt fat man.

The passers-by walking on the pedestrian deck are freaking me out because they saw me shoot guns all over the city. Passengers walking down the road are still stiff, too, seeing gunshots and scenes where people fall.

A slight stands on the railing and jumps big.

I didn't jump straight down to the ground. Of course. It's more than upstairs. Fly to the upstairs window of the store that was nearby, plus the entrance roof of the store next door (I don't know the official name. vinyl-like that one) and jumped from there to Glasansport pruning all at once.

"Amen!?

A slight ambush almost failed, as the other side was about to be defeated and alerted by the shooting. Sensing a slight presence along the way, Glasansport pruning turns slightly and screams.

You see, a little went first, and there I was better shooting at each other.

Glasansport pruning waves her arms slightly over her. Is that a flying tool? It was definitely a throwing motion, though. I don't see anything like it.

Shortly afterwards, around slightly below the waist in the air, it was cut straight to the side.

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