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The next day, Yoshiku went to the city centre to interview Van Dam.

Mika's interview was given to a regular video site, as seen by residents of Seiko Street. My name is also written in the Contributors section for sale at once.

Mika Tsukinawa's statement and declaration of war, which have remained silent since the discussion show, make the video quite topical. However, the impact on the content of the video itself still seems scarce, and it seems long overdue.

(They're watching, so I need to hear your reaction to Mika.)

Yoshiku sees that that will be the most important part.

Yoshiku was told by Van Dam to come to the Grim Penis Japan Branch Building. This is not the first time that Yoshiku has come here. Possibly a location designation considering Van Damme's safety aspects.

Less than a minute to wait in the reception room inside the building, Van Damme soon appeared.

"Welcome. Well, when you look at the actual thing, it's a medium body. I guess it's a little different than I imagined."

Give me your hand and Van Damme will praise you along with the sales smile.

"Because you were playing rugby. Here we go. This is Yoshiku Takada. Thank you for today."

Laughing frankly, I shook hands with Van Dam for a long time.

Yoshiku remembers a strong awe in this man named Cornelius Van Dam. I made Junko a man who exposed him to the surface, even though it was only for one day, that matter I stuck with by the time the police arrested him was trembling when I watched him in real time.

(Oh that's what I wanted to do)

I was so excited to even remember that there was a man in the world who could make it happen.

"Are you sure you want to come in for an interview soon?

"Of course. Just tell me when it starts."

"Then I'll start. Three, two, one, start"

"Fast and fast. Please edit it later."

Look at the van Dam you say with a laugh, Ho Shizuku. He said he seemed to be easy to do because he seemed to be somewhat of a good knoller and a good dealer with people. I'm tired when I'm someone who's difficult and doesn't make any sense of jokes.

"Best wishes. Now for a quick question, have you seen Mika Tsukinawa's statement that went up to the video site last night?

"Of course."

"What did they think of that one?

"It's only natural that she wants to be rude. That discussion show significantly lacked fairness, it was a substitute for a joke. I tried to simulate in my brain a few times after I left, but honestly, I'm relieved to see what I would do if I was in Mr. Moon's shoes. Isn't it the witch hunt itself? And I was also unknowingly part of the witch hunting side. From the middle of the show, my remarks would be grossly scarce, wouldn't they? That's because I realized it and I also learned a fierce rage on the side of the show. I'm sorry about Mr. Tsukina-san. Honestly, I just wanted to go home."

First of all, Yoshiku is roared inside by Van Damme, who enters from the theory of program criticism. After seeing the show being slapped by the public, I did the proof here that I was uncomfortable with the show myself, not the excuse for the later-attached safekeeping. It is also a sure fact that Van Damme was missing his remarks along the way.

(Whether people believe it or not is another matter.)

And I think Yoshiku. Of course, I haven't peppered him for a long time.

"I'd also like to know what's the reason she's been stuck for two weeks. Were you grinding your fangs during the silence, or were you just healing your heart wounds? If it were the latter, I would appreciate it. If you're a delicate girl to the point where it takes two weeks to care for her heart, it's not that hard to hurt her again and make her out of combat?

I think Yoshiku heard that the rhetoric is better. But even if a Japanese father of the same age said the same dialogue, I don't think it would be Sama. It is picturesque because it is Van Damme, a vigorously elderly outsider.

"Well, I'm not looking forward to future moves. But... he wants to discuss it again, but I don't feel comfortable with it."

"Why?

To Van Damme, who vomits unexpected words, protruding further.

"I'm not a supporter of Luciferin Dust for once, and the idea is to make it hard to acknowledge the existence of a back street. But I still can't have that discussion show. You can't turn your hand around from behind and set a trap in that way. It's not pleasant to watch. I also trapped Junko Yukioka and exposed him, but that's fine. That must have made everyone feel good watching, right? This difference."

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Junko wants to see his face when he sees this interview, and Yoshihiko sneaks up on it.

"Oh that's the way to do it... even in the position of a supporter, it's true that you want to keep your distance. And against Mr. Hanging Moon, I also feel like a draw. Maybe Tsukina-san wants to do it again with the same mentions as that show, but I think it's in good shape to fight fairly either properly one-on-one or with the same number of helpers"

"Uh... aside from the matter of Mika Tsukinawa, I heard the truth about you, but Mr. Van Damme told Luciferin Dust..."

"Just like I said. I didn't like the way I did it, so I'm also hard to say with organizations that can be praised for letting go, and I'm even beginning to want to get along with them at a distance. Unless, of course, the organization admitted it and showed a reflective pose."

To Van Damme, to be clear, Yoshiku trembled. It is a very resistant act in a Japanese society where the wholeness of thought suspension is half defaulting, such as openly making criticisms of the same faction as myself. I'm sure Luciferin Dust will have a head too, if I flush this interview, I readily suspect.

(Or the pose of criticism with the intention of defending it - but it's how the organization itself, Luciferin Dust, will take this. No... maybe I'm also nashing to criticize you internally like this in an interview beforehand. Or is it possible that Van Dam and Luciferin Dust are squirming and because of their restraint)

It was a long time to rotate my head at high speed and explore all possibilities.

"Is there any other dissatisfaction with Luciferin Dust? The organization is terribly secretive, and the public doesn't know what's going on."

"It is only natural to keep that reality a secret when it comes to fighting back streets. You have no obligation to publish it. You should have guessed around it. And the question is, naturally, there are several dissatisfactions. Now, I've said one thing, and let's not do this any more. They'll be in trouble."

I saw Van Dam shrugging my shoulders and wondered if I could get the information out so well on the boulder, but I wouldn't even pull it here.

"No matter what the circumstances, no matter what the courtesy, I don't think people trust organizations that move Kosovo in hidden spaces, etc., do they? Could you please appeal to Mr Van Damme so that he can be a little more open to Luciferin Dust? That would make it easier for me to interview and tell the world what Luciferin Dust would be like."

In a way it is a very casual request, and I know for a long time that pinching in the middle of an interview I plan to publish is close to irregularities.

"Ho, are you going to ask me for that grandiously in between this interviews? That's interesting inside. No, you're a convict. Oops... I wonder if this was a different way to use the word convict"

Van Damme was also prepared for the possibility of showing discomfort, but it was only a matter of concern. Van Damme is smiling strangely.

"I know it's rude, and if there seems to be a problem, I'll cut this part."

"No, fine. That's how greedy I am, and I need to make my calculations work."

In the long run of putting in a no, Van Damme takes the phone with a smile.

"Hallow, Mr. Kofu. Cornelis Van Damme. Can you give me one informant, permission to enter HQ, and permission to interview me? Of course I wouldn't call it full open. Whatever you can. It's not good to go too far with secrecy, either, and I'll guarantee you he can believe it. Well, a quick answer would help. His name is Yoshiku Takada. That's right. That's who put Mika Tsukinawa's interview up online. You're interviewing me in front of me right now. Mmm. Thanks."

Turns out the person on the phone is the great Luciferin Dust.

"That's why. They say you can only enter the ground floor of the headquarters building. He also says interviewing constituents doesn't matter depending on the individual's permission. Cut the phone part right now. I've also given the names of the people involved."

"Thank you very much."

Keeping the camera fixed toward Van Damme, Yoshiku bows his head deeply. On the other hand, Yoshiku laughed that it would be the convict who gave the names of those involved.

The interview proceeded inconspicuously afterwards, but after that it did not end up as a particularly noteworthy story.

"Thank you for today"

But I think I've had enough meaningful results, and Yoshiku thanks me with satisfaction.

"You're an interesting man inside. Well, it didn't fit into the standard of a newspaper on the street. But that's why, what about an informant on the back street?

Van Damme's mouth for a meaningful dialogue caught on to his protracted heart when he broke up.

"Mr. Van Damme was more interesting than I thought."

I don't come up with a thoughtful return word and return an answer that I don't intend to take for granted.

"I'm paying attention to your future activities."

To Van Damme, who tells him with a voice that obviously included something beyond the boundaries of a social decree, Yoshiku learned a strange feeling, apart from a simple joy, that would stick to something in his mind.

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