In the studio that has frozen, Mika continues her words without showing any bad looks.
"Don't decide the back street is cheaply evil! The people who live there, like the street, have a hot blood tide and are human beings!
Mika continues to scream with a volume that also far surpasses the loud dami voice of Ueno's azitate. MC, New Year and Ueno were overwhelmed. Sarah doesn't change her complexion and Van Damme looks at Mika, laughing slightly funny.
"Evil, actually"
Big Moon says off, as if laughing with his nose.
"As I said earlier, how many people a year are caught up in backstreet protests and think they're losing their lives? And trafficking in human beings, organ trafficking, and this product are people in the general community. There are theories about how that happened. Rumor has it that some people are killed in a murder contract. If it's worse, you think there's even a show business where you enjoy killing people? What do you call this without saying it's evil? Yeah?"
What a clap from the audience at the venue when Mika pressed her silence on the big moon, which was wrapped in a tiny tone.
(I applaud you with little left......!? This is...!
Mika quickly broke through what was going on at the right time as if she had shown it to each other.
"It's as if the residents on the back street have no blood or tears, but that's not true!
Mika still screams as she is left to be drunk by the air on the field. As a person who has also experienced several live shows in Awegian venues, it is not easy to flinch this far.
"I was targeted by top notch dangerous criminals in the back streets, and I've been raided live twice, but in doing so, the residents of the back streets I know risked their lives to fight and protect me!
"No, no, what about that happening in itself... There's no way you could have fought for your life."
The venue is engulfed with laughter, as if to agree with the words of the New Year.
(It's still totally awesome! Isolated, helpless! Soldier struggle! This show itself is like being hacked into falling for me! No, it's against the back street itself that you're in! I could tell from the panelists arguments and standing positions from earlier that this is not a show of the spirit of asking the truthfulness of the back street, but a show tailored unilaterally to the bad guys!
Mika gets angry about this joke show. I don't even hide my mouth-watering expression.
"I'm not saying it's all evil. Some people, like Tsukina-san, usually try to solve backstreet problems."
Says as if Sarah defends Mika.
(Are you going to stand so that my fans and supporters don't turn to the enemy! He's looking good!
That's what I thought, Mika, but I can't talk about it on a boulder.
"But it is also true that the harm of being is enormous. If Tsukina-san is working to help the average person out of the trouble on the back street, you'll know better, right?
"Right. If the back street was a good thing in the first place, I wouldn't be able to do Mr. Tsukina-san's job."
The audience at the venue laughs again in unison during the New Year's teasing in the form of a ride to Sarah's words.
"Residents on the back street won't want to admit that it's still evil. Still, it's an important place for them."
Van Damme told him with a slightly grumpy face and turned his sympathetic gaze to Mika.
(I don't like this way. Exchange only one opposing force, hang it up and be the bad guy, etc... It's like a witch hunt)
The show itself breathes Luciferin Dust, but I also knew Vandam had made it this way, but from Vandam's aesthetic, it feels too blatant, barbaric and nasty.
"So, Mr. Tsukina-san, can you say the same thing in front of the victim? Same thing I just said."
Big Moon laughing and asking.
"I can tell!"
I immediately assure Mika that the new moon was eaten. This Can You Say the Same Thing in Front of the Victim was the treasure knife of the classic Grand Moon heirloom, sealing their claims in the form of an appeal to conscience and conscience, but for the first time I've ever seen it, such as the one who ripped it off so grandly.
"No, it's strange to be able to say that ~. You don't have people's hearts, do you? If you say that, they're gonna get hurt, right? Hurt me. But you want to get through to yourself? I despise you."
"Natsuki, that's too many words for anything."
I see a MC on a boulder and it takes control.
"Hurt or not, but it's where I live! My friends live in the back streets too! They won't deny it! Whoever you are in front of, whatever the situation is, I'm telling you!
Mika totally comes to mind and repeats the same claim. It's almost a quarrelsome, buying-word dimension to selling words.
(That's immature. Though the fierce ones who have been playing Don Patch on the back street, are they still teenagers?)
Van Dam sighs when he sees Mika calling out lightly emotionally. The more emotional you call it here, the more evil impressions your audience will solicit, I don't know. From Van Damme's point of view, Mika now is painful at a level that makes her unconscionable to watch.
(Even if it's a favorable interpretation, For her, it was a field that didn't suit her personality or nature - and so on. From here on out, only one-sided developments are predicted)
Van Damme decides in the direction of refraining from speaking as much as possible because he can't even do with it. By the time the show started, we spoke scattered, and even though the role would have played well enough.
"Ha! That's what I'm telling the thieves."
Uenohara said in a tone that showered Mika's gaze down and scorned her.
"There should be no crime. I've never been over it. Where I complained how much a criminal could only live as a criminal, it didn't accumulate who fits the harm, and it's very unacceptable, you. Something about an outlawed world that admits criminals, if you try to make it people who are working seriously and moving the world unrelated to crime, you just have to cry and fall asleep. Huh? The criminals did that, you're a vicious beast who lives by seriously working and feeding the living. And a backstreet is an evil, extreme presence that publicly acknowledges the criminals. Imagine, ladies and gentlemen. Tomorrow, but you could be caught in a backstreet disaster and lose your life, right? But the back streets are necessary and evil, and those who have been killed by the back streets and their survivors are crying, aren't they? Can I be forgiven for fulfilling this!?
"That's right!
"That's right!
The endorsement is raised from the guest seat.
Ueno's tongue was entirely of azitate. Hearing that, Big Moon laughs bitterly when it's completely the usual Ueno.
"Clearly, it's sweet, sweet. Even though ordinary people sweat on their foreheads and work hard and seriously, I can't believe I can only live in the back streets. That's the idea, it's sweet, and it's a run. You, too, are an idol in the back streets because you're a kid. I'm not talking about it. Kids do their best to encourage them to study properly and get into a good school. That's the right look to have. And women are cautious, they marry and have many children. That is the right woman's contribution to the nation. It's all sweet for those who can't do it to make excuses they can't, sweet eh?"
"That's right!
"That's right!
We're in an audience gathered in the studio, and Ueno supporters say, "Yes!" I'll call you back.
(Hmm, no. I envision myself as a great clever looking person who loves my country, both hot bitter and dull heavenly state fathers...... And how they seem to like it, a sermon they don't have. Oh, yadda yadda)
Big Moon, usually in conflict with Ueno Hara, who saw the condition with his cheeks, took a deep sigh of boredom.
("Merchant of Thought" just appealed here? Fine. You should take as much as out of the sheep who pretended to be people)
Van Damme, on the other hand, regarded Ueno as just a merchant and appreciated his greed in his heart. But...
(Nevertheless, it's a different matter of whether you keep the sheep properly or not. Besides, his attitude of honoring his morality is good in itself, and it is doubtful whether his ideas themselves will lead to morality.)
Van Damme praises Ueno for letting go only of his greed.
"How dare you preach after you have so greatly condemned me to my work! You're my parents!
"Behold, this way of speaking to the man in sight. I have even lost my character because of my unreliable temper. Even if you just saw this, you'd be proving that what I say is more right, wouldn't you?
Uenohara bears an abominable grin and asks for endorsement with an extra mouthful of Mika.
"That's right!
"Right -!
And to Ueno, supporters who send endorsements with a dummy voice similar to his. The supporters were all elderly, and their outfits were significantly lacking in decoration, and the countrymen were round even when they saw the landscape.
(Even the argument of gaze from above such a joke is tailored to the schematic that I lose...... This is no longer... no matter what you do)
At this point, Mika's heart broke. I gave up completely with the remorse that my intestines seemed to twist. I was just trying so hard to keep myself from crying.
(I'm sorry about something like that. But...... This defeat is not your personal defeat. [M] Right now, the prelude to the end is being played. Even if I don't know now, I'll know soon enough. If you had spotted it now, you would have fought back desperately, even if you didn't win, not if your heart was broken)
Van Damme was talking in an untransmitten voice as she became a nagging addition and watched Mika completely out of her mind.
Mika didn't talk about it afterwards at all, and the host and other panelists felt sorry for her, she didn't try to talk to Mika, she even continued to blame the back street unilaterally, and the show was over.
"That was a serious chest shit bad show"
Tired said. I was also driven by the urge to quit seeing along the way, but I also tried to carve memories into my heart of the people who were going to have a bad chest, and I saw them through to the end.
"Heh heh heh... Mika's sister's shitsukuba. Totally silent on the way. Well, I'm enjoying it. I can't, but come on, if they put me up there,"
Midori was more full of sympathy for Mika than anger for the show.
"There are people who are totally exposed in Away, but I also don't think the place itself is suitable for Mika. Well, if there was a return match, Mika would be well prepared, too. Come on."
"Is there such a thing as a return match? Well, even if you had that chance, you wouldn't be in such a ridiculous hanging place that lacked fairness. It's no use just going."
True pokes at Junko, who calmly analyzes. Like I was really tired, I was angry and I couldn't help it.
"Whoa, even the anonymous bulletin boards on the internet remain noisy. Mika, Anti is thrilled, some writings beat Mika to pity that she didn't talk from the way in, and some writings she sympathizes with. I tried so hard to change my ID, but I defended Mika."
"Junko, I don't care, I think you should stop being an anonymous bulletin board addict and selfie"
"Yea, I agree with you very much -"
"Me, too."
To Junko, who reports calmly, Midori and True, who stick around and agree with it.
At that time, Junko's phone rings.
"It's from Mika."
Junko reported while picking up the phone. More and more air wraps up the living room.
"Junko... I'm... ugly..."
Hearing Mika's tears, Junko instantly lowers the volume of the phone to a minimum so that no one else can hear her.
"Yeah, yeah, I was watching. Yeah, Mika was trying, and nothing's wrong, and I think the people who watched that show knew it was weird themselves. Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry. I get it. Don't let it get you down. Right?"
Junko comforts Mika with her most gracious voice as she hears her stupidity.
"Mika sister... I called Jun sister first ~"
"Because there's no one else to fool around with. He doesn't have any friends but Yukioka."
"I see. Wow, you don't want me to cry and look sorry for you in front of the clones. Ababa. Mad Scientist Under Heaven is my best friend in a way, but it's amazing."
"At the time I appeared on that show, if it was just ugliness, I'd have exposed you enough. Condensing all the shame and humiliation that ordinary people experience in one life, it's as tight an ugly as it's multiplied."
"Aboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutaboutno. I know it's pathetic, but it's definitely an ugly thing to do in history."
'I hear you! True! Midori!
Despite the volume minimum, Mika's tearful rage echoed through the living room.