Lunch wide show. Uenohara Uenosuke held a press conference and was touching on the murdered Tsujiro Otsuki.
"Mr. Natsuki fought and was killed worrying about his country! The back streets have been despicably, under pressure from violence! Natsuki was killed to show off! What cruelty! What spitefulness! But! I will never leave! I won't give in! You can't succumb to threats here and get away with losing the fear of dying! Then Mr. Natsuki's death will be in vain! I will fight the back streets with my life!
Snow Oka Laboratory Living Room. Junko and Mika sat side by side on the couch watching Uenohara continue to summon him on the TV screen with a mouthful like an election speech.
"That was a surprise! Looks like he was a spirited man inside!
Mika was impressed when she saw the press conference in Uenohara, where she made a grand statement of determination.
"No, I think that's a shitty score earner, huh? It's a seemingly resolute attitude, but my eyes are slightly cloudy with fear, and it doesn't look like I'm stomached at all."
Junko points it out while eating pokey.
"It sure is when you ask me! But I guess a lot of people get fooled!
After saying that, Mika realised that she was truly now being deceived, and embarrassed herself for being deceived and that dialogue of hers.
"Well, can we just appreciate what came out on the surface without running away? Even though my life is in jeopardy, I think it's nice to use my rival, Natsuki, until his death, to make my own sale."
"It's just unrestrained! I don't trust people who actively step on someone else's misfortune!
By the words of Junko, Mika, who completely changed her view, takes her eyes off the TV and sees the holographic display floating in front of her.
Mika was studying hard in case she should come. I am trying to read various books, accumulate knowledge, and assume various cases to theoretically arm myself. I am also going to learn the argument.
"Some places are disintegrating, but I don't know I'm going to represent the back of this country! You'll never lose next time!
The feeling of responsibility and burning in snowflakes is more overwhelming to Mika today than the feeling of being happy to have her attention.
"There are a lot of people on the back street, but the person on the back street who has the most face on the front street is Mika. I'm also known at the urban legend level."
"Both the front and back are my important places! Protect both! but this time I pour my whole body out to protect the back!
"We should get help from the experts who are going to help us. I'll work with you, too, but let's keep a good mock fight. Yoshiku was there for you too."
"Answer! Thank you!
Towards Junko, Mika smiles and sticks out her fist. Junko smiles, too, and puts his fist firmly against Mika's fist.
"Well, it's a good idea to challenge Luciferin Dust to an open debate, but who's coming out over there? Let's hope Mr. Van Damme doesn't come. If that guy comes out of the boulder, Mika won't win."
"Wasn't it a matter of winning or losing!
"That being said, it is not a battle to bump into compelling words that resonate more strongly in the hearts of the audience. It's just not like talking."
Junko speaks with the same thing in mind again and again.
"The Japanese are hopelessly bad at discussing and arguing, and some people don't distinguish themselves from verbal fights, but they're armed with theories and spinning stronger words than their opponents - beating up claims is not about sealing off their words, but about pulling out all their arguments, and then even beating up their theories, and then going further on. Dive deeper into the depths of thought, and at the same time, rise to the heights. You should come with that kind of consciousness. Mika is always serious, and she's straight, so her power to attract people is extinct. Mika's consciousness will always show up in her words and lead her to attract people."
(Honestly, you'd rather have Junko out than me, you're going to win for sure)
Listening to Junko's lecture, Mika thought so, but as she felt sorry for herself for thinking so, she dismissed the idea and tightened her mind.
A room in the Luciferin Dust headquarters building. Sarah and Van Dam visited Kofu Kotaro's office.
"You're the one who killed Big Moon."
When he appears in front of Kofu, Van Dam has no greetings, and hits him with a straightforward determination.
"I didn't choose the means, it's what I did first. No, I should say that the flow was here, but I did something extra -"
It was Van Dam looking down and telling Kofu, sitting in a chair against his desk, with a chilling glance, but Kofu looked up at Van Dam's face and did not represent any emotion. It reflected in Sarah's eyes watching beside her, as she was cooler than Van Damme in a way.
"If you don't find out, I don't care what cheat you do in the shadows, there's no such thing as a fair play spirit, I'm just trying to imitate you Americans."
Without denying it, Van Damme snorts at the arrogant Kofu.
"Is that sarcasm? Unfortunately, the United States is much more diverse than the unilateralist nation of Japan and elsewhere. If you just look on one side and decide, you'll shrink your feet. Besides, I'm Dutch. Trouble being put together in plural"
Speaking in a quiet tone, Van Damme was staring at Kofu with intense eyesight. Sarah sighs, too blatantly intimidated.
"Let me do this one this way"
Kofu speaks less of a blur. There are no signs of Van Damme's intimidation.
"Right. You should like it. But then, as a supporter of this organization, at my discretion, I'm going to have to strike quite a few hands."
Van Damme said away in a quiet tone, staring at Kofu.
(I've already hit my hand. It seems too late to pronounce it and then hit your hand)
Not in the voice, Van Damme adds.
"Let's not break up. But Mr Kofu, I share Mr Van Dam's view. You're doing it the wrong way. It's a very dangerous bet. If you fail, this faction will collapse at once."
When Sarah went into arbitration, Van Damme finally took his gaze off Kofu.
(don't stink...... thanks)
A glance at Sarah, Van Damme thinks.
With that said, Ueno was a famous actor.
Spilling a smile, Van Dam said.
"Would you kill him, too? By expressing his determination to fight, he put up a line of prevention of being good. It's such a calculation that it would be difficult for people to get their hands on the national broadcast when they showed their death to be unpleasant. But that's some kind of beating, too. By now, that man would be trembling, wondering what he would do if he was really attacked, but what would he do?
Ignoring Sarah's arbitration, Van Damme still stirs up Kofu.
"Are you afraid you'll be targeted, too, and you're strong? After the rap, I really suspect that."
Kofu says in a pale tone.
(Again, yes... Kofu's next target, as expected... is him)
Van Damme, who was putting in an exploration with incitement, was convinced at that point.
(Kofu has not uttered a word of his name. Don't let me out consciously either. In contrast to what I don't say, this man thinks his consciousness is not in me. That's why I don't put it in my mouth. The next step in the match pump is to destroy the pipeline in the way)
The reason why Van Damme came to think so is simple. Because even in Kofu's position, it leads to the same idea.
(I've already hit my hand. It doesn't seem too late to be sure and then hit your hand)
I'm done talking about everything, and Van Damme leaves the room silently. It may even look like such a schematic, like Kofu poking a star at me and leaving the room without being able to be on the spot with much anger and shame, even though Kofu and Sarah think so and make fun of me, Van Dam doesn't even care. The truth only has to be in me, and as planned, I came here to do what I had to do.
While walking down the hallway, Van Damme takes his cell phone.
"As planned, and as you can imagine. Right... you work fast on boulders. Don't show up before him until there's a raid. Make him think you don't have a guard, lure him in."
The person on the phone already depended on the execution of Van Dam's orders. Smiling satisfactorily, Van Damme hangs up.
"I spared no effort to get it out and cut the joker. But......"
For one thing, Van Damme had feelings.
"There's not enough pawns to explore that woman's trends."
I had no choice but to give up on my feelings, and Van Damme sighed.