Have you ever been strongly maligned by a particular human being?
Have you ever been molested by a certain human being with intense malice?
People malice people because they don't want to clear up resentment, or because they just don't like it, or because it interferes with their purpose. By malice, people hurt and fall.
Being exposed to the malice of others as a delight to see them suffer. It would be an impossible feeling to feel, no matter how much you explain, to those who have never experienced it.
How painful it is to live your life with yourself constantly exposed to malice.
And how horrible it is to know that the malice extends not only to you, but also to your dear family and friends.
The boy understands everything, he's aware of it, he tastes it.
In time, it should be noted, I have honed my body and mind with the intention of fighting the malice directed at me.
He was trying to find out who his malice was, and he was trying to acquire the power and skill to resist.
Exposed to ill-intentioned malice, he was never frightened by it, aware of the malicious opponent, and constantly stared into his heart. I was always staring at someone I'd never actually seen before.
To the extent that he had the strength to hope, he could know the names and roots of those who turned against him in bad faith.
"I'm sure I'll see you soon"
Makoto Aizawa whines as he soothes his tired body after a harsh workout in the hottest tub of the bath.
Truth is, I had a hunch. Just a hunch. But a strong hunch. No basis whatsoever. Just a hunch. But a feeling close to certainty.
"True you, these pants are torn."
"How many times do I have to tell you not to go to the bathroom when I'm in the bathroom?"
Because of this, I created a serial mood, and I was immersed in it, but the girl's overheard bouncing voice ruined it.
"True, I'm the one washing your pants, so don't complain like that."
"It doesn't matter..."
It was true to vaguely think that the person who was malicious towards him was also always haunted by this pace of the girl.
That was a few days ago.
That day, Rainshore Lily was calling dozens of people.
The monotonous task of taking days to find out where it is, making a search, and then calling simultaneously on the same day to communicate exactly the same content. Honestly it was painful to try to be a lily, but no one else can leave this to me.
I didn't even think about leaving it to a corpse doll who doesn't have a soul but has the thinking power, but I wanted to do this task myself exactly and also check with them. It requires direct conversation.
"Yes, to avenge the Eight Rippers who murdered your loved ones unharmed...... yes... is that right? Sorry to hear that."
The other person says no to the story he made. Now for the first time, I have checked the lilies. Whatever it is, keep a good record of the numbers. I don't know when or in what way that will help.
So far, only one in five responded to the story Lily had.
"Yeah...... is that right? You're ready to take revenge. Then..."
There are more things that the other person doesn't tell me about themselves, so when the person who responds shows up, it is a lily with a broken expression and a bounced voice.
"Do you know a place called the Snow Oka Institute? Yeah, I suggest you go to this place. Find out for yourself later and make a good decision. If you have made up your mind, please report it to me again. We will spare you our cooperation."
Lily exhales loudly when she hangs up the phone. The last person on the phone. The long work is finally done.
But now it's the real deal.
Lily making more calls. But this time it's a different purpose.
"Long time no see, Junko. Experiment bench applicants will be pushing you there forever. I taught you. Of course, you can ignore it. Yeah, I just wanted to let you know that it's via me. Bye."
I told him almost unilaterally, and Lily hung up.
"I've been provoking you for a long time, but will Junko come up?
Before the lily, Zero Hayasaka, the eater, appears and speaks up.
"Yeah, she doesn't ignore these kinds of provocations."
To zero words, Lily smiled gracefully with her hands on her mouth.
"Weakness? I wonder what you're talking about. This is just character. From Junko's point of view, it can't be a weakness."
Lily was a little angry at the way she said it as if Junko was underestimated. And then I realize that I'm angry, and I'm crazy and I laugh.
"Well, let's try to convince that kid again"
Lily takes the phone again.
Among the people I called from one end, there was only one person who cared.
The person, while returning the vague answer of thinking about the story of the lilies, said clearly no to the story of coming to power at the Snow Oka Institute.
'I thought I told you. You don't have to do that,' cause I already have the power. '
The other person returns the same answer.
"Actually, it was Junko Yukioka who created the Yagami Demon. In other words, Sakura-san's loved ones are the root of all the evils that were killed."
To the words of Lily, his opponent, called Saki, was silent.
"Then consider feeding both the Eight Rippers and their Mad Scientists their rewards"
The person on the phone - Saki Takemura - gave me the answer I expected, and Lily giggled.
That was a few days ago, too.
I think the novelist Dog Breeder Ichi will come later. I was wondering if it was destiny's guide that I was interested in the existence of the Octopus Ripper at that time.
Dog breeders believe there is a certain thing called destiny. I also believe in the presence of God, who presides over destiny. And sometimes it's a terrible prank.
The identity of the Eight Rippers has been found in the back streets for a long time. A killer named Hatsumomo, who once held himself in an organization named "The Sweeping Vacation," which used to give him a width as an organization specializing in killers, is who he is.
Junko Yukioka in the back street asked Junko Yukioka to sanction Mutsuko, who goes around killing people on the front street, and Junko Yukioka turned to his dedicated killer - Makoto Aizawa as an assassin, but the sweep vacation showed a gesture of protecting Mutsuko, so the result - it would be worrying that Makoto Aizawa would be wiped out.
But only Harumi, the octave of the heart, missed it, and as a result Harumi was designated as a 'taboo', and the center struck out a non-interference attitude.
Strangely enough, the taboo-designated Good Moon - a mystery that the Octavian Ripper will then make him go away.
The dog owner was attracted to this story and was following the whereabouts of the vanishing octave demon.
Even though I said I was after him, I asked some freelance informant to do nothing in particular after that. If you have any information, I'd like to see you and talk to you.
Everything is for the creation of dog breeders.
"Someone is in contact with the surviving family of the victim of the Octopus Ripper. And I'm inciting you to take revenge."
One of the freelance informants hired reported to the dog owner at Kewi, a coffee shop located within the excellent town of Kandoville, Amusement City.
In contrast to skinny dog breeders, the informer has a privileged physique that is just ripe. Shoulder-width, you can see the chest plate thick even from the top of the clothes. He's also quite a man in the face.
"In the meantime, I'm urging you to go to the Snow Oka Institute. You know what? Yukioka Institute"
Hearing the name spoken by an informant named Yoshiku Takada, the dog owner had a meaningful grin.
"Of course I do, because I'm involved in the back streets. So you're trying to convert the survivors to Snow Oka and get revenge on the Yakuza Demon Rakuzuki. Was the person who was inciting it also killed someone close to the Octopus Ripper?
"Not everyone is on this story either. Some people don't take revenge, others seem to have pulled it off at the time of retrofitting in human experiments."
The dog owner nodded so much in the report.
The dog owner, who left the coffee shop after breaking up with Shizuku, walked hanging out inside the department store in Candoville with his hand in his pocket and in a cat-back position.
"The Snow Oka Institute... a place I don't really want to get involved in, but I wonder if I can get any information via Midori"
Dog breeder whining with an unwilling face. Naturally, the dog owner also knows that there is its Snow Oka Laboratory in the basement of this candoville where he is now.
"It's getting interesting, and there's no pull here."
Whimpering, the dog owner took out his fingertip-sized phone.