At the entrance, Junko was surrounded by Mad Scientists from the Sana 'a Institute and had been asked this question.
"Mr. Yukioka, why do you deny fighting with human robotic weapons?
"It's not just a mass-produced type, it's also negative for combined deformed giant robots, right? I don't know why. That's what we Mad Scientists call sad, dreamy, and romantic."
"No, that's why I'm not interested in that, and I'm not more interested in mass production of Chemomimi Beautiful Boy Made Humanoid..."
"Then you should be a magic girl. Magic Girl Development by Mad Yentist. This one's more noble. Ugh. It's proof of scientific progress."
Surrounded by question-attack argumentative attacks, the county mountains and the village mountains were bickering when they saw Junko in a far-flung fashion.
"It's a fake, Mr. Yukioka."
Murayama with a coffee cup in one hand.
"That's right. He's one of the Three Crazies, and he's the envy of the Mad Scientists. It will make me better invest in this institute for a long time, and many researchers have been courteous"
County Mountain said. He is also one of those close to Junko, but now on this occasion, he is reluctant because other technicians will want to talk to him.
"Oh, you're back..."
There, the truth and tiredness that had broken up with Junko and was out exploring in the laboratory returns.
"How'd it go?
"The east side of the ground floor was unusual. I'm going west and north."
True answered Junko, asking.
"There's a magic girl manufacturing room upstairs. And there's only one person from the Magic Girl Manufacturing Department back, so Kishibe and Yumtsuka went looking for her."
True to try to move, the county mountains speak up.
"Then why don't we finish the ground floor investigation and head over there?"
Shortly after the truth said that...
"Hakushi"
Junko and True to sneeze at the same time and then face each other unexpectedly.
"Somebody... you're rumoring. Huh? True and Junko at the same time..."
"Maybe."
Junko was also smiling small to the tired words she said as she smiled.
In the subspace created by Yukiko, Ten Nights and Yukiko were taking a nap.
Being able to sleep at any time is one of the key skills. If you can sleep at all, fatigue can be greatly restored. It would be even worse if we could go to deep sleep. Both Lucky Son and Ten Nights had worn the technique naturally as a result of having wandered quite a bit through the training grounds.
My body is tired, but depending on my mental state, I sleep shallow and sometimes dream.
Sachiko was having a nightmare. The dream of myself falling into hell being chased, caught, and blinded by those who have ever killed and spiritualized me, crushing my eyes again and again with various tools.
"I didn't even want to do this!
Sachiko summons as she weeps blood out of her eyes.
Born into such a school of art, he was raised as a magician, as a fighter, and therefore had to.
(Well, you should have stopped, shouldn't you?
The other self whispers. That's a good idea. But I didn't have anything else.
"I needed strength! So..."
(In the end, it's the result of the choice. And what are you victim of?)
I stare at the other self mocking, with hollow eyes.
(Only the bad guys are making it a blind spirit, okay? In your spare time, I'm in a fundraiser, okay? Take it all the way to the note, that's really funny. this hypocrite)
"Shut up!
"Which one of you is loud..."
There was a sighing voice, and Sachiko woke up.
"I would have liked to have slept a little longer."
"Sorry......"
Apparently, I woke up ten nights because I had nightmares and I was calling. Sachiko apologizes.
"I needed strength, too. That's why I got this power."
Ten nights of pinching green tights to make you laugh, as a distraction for Lucky Son.
"But that's not the kind of power you get at the expense of someone, is it? My technique requires the death of a person. Besides, to make a blind spirit, you need to crush your eyes, kill those who are losing light and despairing without even realizing death, and let them sustain the despair of blindness and spiritualize resentment. I don't think it's any different kind of technique."
"That's... scary indeed..."
Listening to Lucky Son, Ten Nights gave his honest thoughts.
"But I thought you'd get a lot of power, so you've mastered some of those tricky techniques, haven't you? You made a choice, didn't you?
Said the same thing in the dream, Yukiko gets a little upset. At a time when another self is telling me in my dreams, that's something I know for myself.
"I'm afraid of regret and guilt while I make my choice. That's hilarious."
Spill a masochistic grin, Sachiko says.
"I guess Mr. Du Feng is too good a person. Maybe it won't break my heart if I or Mr. Shake or Mr. Shake master the art of manipulating the Blind Spirit. I think I'll break it off. I think the only reason we can break it off is because the heart of evil is stronger than good, or because the heart of good is not big enough. Humans need evil hearts, too good hearts are too strong. I think I know what they mean when I look at Mr. Du Feng."
"Who said that..."
"Junko..."
He was named the boss of his organization and organization's natural enemies, and Yukiko was disappointed. I accept that there is also truth in that word, and it makes me unnecessarily cheap.
"A lot of people are comforting me and telling me. I can't get through it, I can't swallow it, I can't fold it."
Sachiko thinks it's too vague to be told that the way to do it is to be evil. Are you saying the answer is too flying?
Kouko is even angrier when he is pointed out to a child who is only a little or so alive with half of himself.
"I'm a tragic heroine. Isn't that the result of the choice, too? That's what I want to be."
"Will you stop now?
"Sorry. Sorry. But I don't really care about that."
While I apologize for being flattered by Lucky Son, all I want to say is ten nights to the end.
From the lucky child's point of view, this is the first time I have been told so far, and it was scaly from my eyes. Ten nights of pointing out, I don't even think it's a misunderstanding.
(I wonder if it is necessary to try to get dirty or to get dirty. Being a good person is not a good thing. I guess that's the answer)
While I abhorred the ten nights that you told me to deviate, I also thought it might lead to a change in consciousness, and I was a fortunate child to thank a little.
"What are you hesitating about? Mutual Moon"
Lily speaks out when she sees the good moon, which she never tries to shake.
"You say you can't kill people anymore? You killed me so much, you killed me so much, you killed me so much."
"I even killed Lily's set up play the other day. I didn't want to kill you, but come on..."
A good moon that leans down and makes bitter faces look like lilies.
"Again, just because you missed these two doesn't mean these two will thank you and repay you, and when you're in the opposite position, doesn't mean you'll miss them? He could have killed one of our people. They're enemies."
"I'll miss it. If you tell me about it first, I'll miss it."
Out-of-place chattering voice shaking.
"Ok......"
But Mutsuki, who looked heavier at the valve of the lily than the shake, took aim at the shake and tried not to wave the whip.
(Are you serious about taking time off?)
If you can't do anything about it at the earliest, shake ready to die several times today.
At that time, it snapped to the floor, as if the whip of the Good Moon had been crushed by something. No, I'm actually crushed by something I can't see. To the whip, the good moon felt that way.
"Hey, what's this... heavy"
It's weighed, like being put on something you can't see the whip. I try to move it but it doesn't.
A good moon and lilies surprised by the sudden events. Lily, on the other hand, was feeling certain signs.
(The nearby space is distorted...... You've opened the subspace door.)
I look at the lily. However, the subspace tunnel has not been opened.
It was a lily that wondered whether the subspace tunnel had been opened in an attempt to escape, but there was nothing that could be done now where the subspace tunnel had been opened.
Lily looks around. Seeing as something else must have appeared, the reaction was delayed as soon as I saw someone else first.
It was behind the Good Moon that the door of the subspace tunnel opened. Around the corner shadow. Besides, it was drilled in a hole like a hole in the floor.
Countless long black hands stretch further out of the hole. The black hand, which moves like a tentacle without bones, wraps around its body as it stretches out into the shake.
"Hey, what's this?"
"I'm just protecting you, don't panic."
Out of the hole, a boy of age, thought to be the same or one above the shake, crawled out and told him in a serene voice.
When he opened his mouth to ask questions...
"Hashibilofly!"
A blue-like figure literally jumped out of the hole, along with a soaring call. The voice belonged to a woman.
"Hassibiro Dive!"
With further shouts, a woman dressed in blue full-body tights glides over a good moon. Those hands are turned into wings of a feathered bird.
Mutsuki, whose leech was unable to move like it had been weighted, let go of the whip and attempted to engage the bird woman's attack on the sidelines, but...
"Guh!?
The body of the good moon is also heavily pressured from above, and falls on the spot to lie down. I'm crushed by something I can't see, and I can't move.
On that fallen moon, a bird woman glided by and landed a short distance away.
"Hey, come on, dream! You did something extra at an exceptional time, didn't you? - Huh!
"It was off anyway."
A half-naked neutral beauty boy, slowly floating out of the hole, tells the protesting bird woman it doesn't matter. From its back, things like plates and cloths grow in shapes as if they were imitating wings.
"Oops, I forgot. Blue Hassibiro Kid! Ginseng/Up!
A woman wearing a helmet mimicking a bird on her all-body blue tights poses and gives her a high name.
Sounds like a heroic mouse to me.
With a lily grunt, the three of them, Mutsuki, Tsukuba and Jiao, presume they are reinforcements sent by Junko.
"Are you Junko's dog?
"You're not. He's just an angel passing by."
A fourth person emerges from the hole tells in a conceited tone. The leasent-headed man also knew the swinging and harmonious moon. It's a famous doomsday shop with the painful street name Angel.
"Plutonium Dundee. Haven't you heard this name from the lion's wife?
Looking at the lily, the youngest boy floating in the universe asks. If you only look at your face, you look like a girl, too. But as far as the upper body, which exposed the majority of the bare skin and just gently wrapped around a short cloth cut, I can't see any chest swelling at all.
"I'm dreaming up in the sand. Plutonium Dundee's second generation boss. Killed my predecessor boss, came to kill my lion wife."
Don't make me feel particularly hateful, angry or feeling, and state it pale.
"Rain Shore Lily... I also know that the Lion Wife is under your protection, and I heard from the truth what you are"
Lily turned a vigilant glance at her coming dream of staring at herself and speaking quietly.