Chapter 8: 8 7

After being put to sleep on the table and his consciousness interrupted with general anesthesia, he seemed unconscious for quite some time.

It seems that Junko's surgery was all over while he was unconscious about it.

It was already morning when the ten nights woke from a long sleep.

The ten nights of awakening were all heard by Junko about what modification surgery had been performed and what force had been acquired.

"Ooh, ten nights, you're safe! Good -"

A swing that was passed to the living room and sat across the table, true to one another, greets the ten nights with a fragrant smile. Breakfast for five was prepared on the table.

There was one person in the living room who didn't know ten nights and a shake.

He is a beautiful boy in Japanese clothing with pale blonde hair and an angelic and adorable look. Due to his height and appearance, I thought ten nights might be a senior year in elementary school or at most a medium one, but I'm not sure of one thing because I'm racially white.

Ten nights and shaking in front of him, he bowed with a small drop of his head, even as he turned a frightened glance.

"This child is tired of you. I live in this lab with you and me. People are intense, but don't worry about him."

"Shizuno Tired....... Here we go......"

A boy called Tired introduces himself in a fine voice. Ten nights and shaking will also complete the introduction.

Junko and True and Good. This tiredness, the fact that I live in this institute alone with my children, was a ten night night feeling strange.

"So, what kind of modified surgery did you have? He said physical enhancement or something, but how?

"It's a pleasure to see - Well, it's really just an enhancement. You just made power and speed superhuman. Okay, I'll have it."

To the shaking of asking, Junko, sitting next to her true, smiles and says, hands together in front of the meal. The four men "will have it" at about the same time as they learned to do so, and took the chopsticks.

"Let's go as soon as we're done eating. I think they're waiting for us."

"Where are you going?

Surprised at Junko's words, Ten Nights asks.

"Mm-hmm. I told you yesterday. I asked you guys to do your job, put it on video, deliver it online, and sell your names. Just in time, there's an organization that's hostile to me and is in the middle of a war, so I was wondering if you'd like me to dong pat you on that. Ten nights to see the results of your remodeling will not be included in the experiment."

No matter how much power you have in your hands, suddenly you're told to fight the backstreet organization, etc., it doesn't seem like a realistic scarcity of stories at ten nights. But Junko is not joking. Laughing, I'm making that demand for real.

"More than that, I heard a joke from this guy last night. You better get rid of that one first."

and true pointing thumbs at the sway in the front.

"It's about debt with visceral collateral that's going to be sold to organ-trafficking tissue, Safe Incision. So they borrowed it from that malicious dark gold organization," Eldorado next door ". And 50 million yen."

"Fifty million..."

Knowing the amount of the shaky debt, the ten nights are taken in disquiet.

"You can generally imagine what you used it for, but you think it's an amount you can pay to the extent that you just split each person's body apart? I don't care how expensive human trafficking is, it's about 10 million at the most.

Ten nights to figure out what the hell you used that forehead for.

I say I can imagine the truth, but I can't imagine it at all at ten nights. Although I don't think it cost that much, at least just for referral fees and gun purchases.

"And that's not all then. If you work in the back streets and you think it's possible, you'll be taken care of."

"Well, you can trample down your debt. That's all you've got."

To the truth I advise, smile and give it back like that. Shake.

"Even in the back street, there are rules. As surprising as it may be, this is the number one world of credit. Whoever breaks the rules runs the risk of no longer being dealt with. Otherwise I'll only have a voice for all the dirty work at the bottom of the worst conditions. He's going to run a freelance kick-off shop, and he's going to trample on his debt. Who would trust a guy like that to get a job? If you're going to put Keri on, you're not going to get any interest."

As usual, he remained faceless, and in a tone lacking in discouragement, but the truth showed in the tenth night's eye, as he genuinely guided and preached about the shaking.

"Hmm, True you're right. Maybe we should clean that up first."

Junko also puts his hand on his jaw and truly agrees.

"If they say so, I don't have that kind of money right now, and what am I supposed to do?

Shaking looks at Junko and asks.

"Hmm, why don't we go to Eldorado's Azito next door for dinner?"

Junko replied with a smile, but ten nights were a little surprised by these words.

That would mean going with Junko, but does that mean Junko will replace his shaky debt with his shoulder? Think about it that way, ten nights makes me anxious.

"Junko, on behalf of your debt shoulder for a moment, are you going to shake in return and also use the shake as an experimental bench?

"Eh, I don't want to be an experimental bench. I'm sorry about ten nights."

"Haha, no, no. I won't force you to do that. Ooh. I will not be an experimental bench except for those who have volunteered for the experimental bench at my will and those whom I recognize as my enemies. Because that's my rule of absolute immutability. Hey. And you can call me off."

Junko laughs and waves at the ten nights of horrible inquiry and the shaking of his face and rejection.

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, well, you know, it's a pro bono, shoulder-to-shoulder thing, and I guess I should just hang with the initial request by asking you to work for it. I shook your debt on your shoulder, and the cost of it was to ask for a shoulder replacement for the battle with the President pickled in formalin. Yeah, now it fits well."

Ten nights reminds Junko, happy to be alone and satisfied, of his doubts.

Junko Yukooka's reputation, known from the early days of the Ten Nights, was a substitute for Satanic figures who used visiting humans as experimental benches and sometimes to death. I've been holding that image for ten nights, but the real thing is far from the Mad Scientist statue I imagined.

Bright and gentle, too kind. As long as we talk like this, there's no bad impression at all, even if there's a good impression.

(I don't care what you think. But online, you treat me like a rare evil person everywhere you look, and I don't know what it is, this gap...)

It is also true that I applied a modified surgery to myself, and although I was told by mouth that I had been subjected to dangerous human experiments that could kill me, it is also due to the fact that I am now living safely, and I lack a sense of reality.

Ten nights has never been very kind to others, and there is so much human distrust that it is not an exaggeration to say that you suspect all but shaking.

If it's the usual ten nights, behind that smile of Junko, I suspect there may be some bad prospects, but if Junko is trying to be pure kind and cooperative, the suspicious behavior itself seems bad.

I was worried about whether I could trust Junko, but to be honest, I wanted to trust her and rely on her.

"Let's all go pay off my debts ~. Come and put on a cat. Oh, fuck."

A swing leading the way mumbles an odd nose with joy as he skips.

"Too shabby"

The truth of walking shoulder-to-shoulder. The same faceless, true way of speaking that lacks discouragement, but not, among other things, oligarchy.

Ten nights, Shake, Junko, and the true four were headed to the Dark Gold organization in the back street where Shake owed money, to the adjacent Eldorado's Azit.

According to the true story, neighbor Eldorado is tissue enough to be repelled from even the residents of the back street to squeeze all the way to the bone marrow of the person who lent him the gold. If the negotiations are broken, then there can be fighting.

A boy named Tired left a message at the lab. The story of Junko is that he rarely goes outside during the day because he is anthropophobic.

"The case of lending money to someone who falls in the back streets is also their usual means. He gave money and toys to stupid hungry ghosts who yearned for hardboiled, and then he stubbornly came to take them away after falling into the back street. That's the kind of malicious organization we do business with. Most back-to-back operations earn a lot better than regular Lehman. Besides, there are shaky cases..."

"Hey, don't say any more!

A wobble in true words. The reaction is also disturbing for ten nights. He was in a hurry with his gaze toward himself, stopping for the truth. It's obviously a conscious reaction to the Ten Nights.

I don't want them to know about it in ten nights. There's something wrong with it, and it looks like they really know it. Did the shake talk, or did the truth spot it?

Either way, I saw that the two of them knew a secret without knowing it, and I felt intense alienation for ten nights. This is the first time I've ever learned such emotions.

"That's the kind of organization, so it's really suspicious whether you can pay for it or not. It could also develop into a Don Pachi. But I've never been over it if it was just a discussion. You may be intimidated, but don't imitate what you did first. I mean, you guys just have to be there, you don't have to do anything."

"Uh, that's boring. Senior Aizawa gave me special training. I want to fight flashy."

It's a shaking mouth of dissatisfaction in a deliberate upward tone, but it doesn't mean you're seriously complaining about dissatisfaction, and your expression remains bright.

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"It's to the extent that I've made a basic gesture. I told you yesterday. The sooner he dies, the sooner."

You said yesterday that nature like me would survive.

"Whatever it is that is natural or whatever it is, a guy who is shy or in good shape doesn't live long. You're pretty nasty in that sense because you're also the type at that rate. You know yourself."

"No, it's just a sermon. But everything that Senior Aizawa said is kind of totally convincing and acceptable. It's nothing like a public sermon about incompetence."

I admired the legendary Big Senior True and the shake of having a conversation that seemed like a heartfelt pleasure.

I haven't seen much of the ten nights, such as the way the shakes are so intimate with people other than themselves. Even when I was dictating about girls at school, it didn't seem like that much fun. Besides, it looks like he admires the truth badly.

I felt like I had been taken from myself, and ten nights had begun to have feelings similar to true and jealous.

"Anxiety?"

Junko, who was walking at the rear of the line, speaks out on such a ten night.

"Ten nights you have nothing to worry about because you and I will work it out. I hope you enjoy watching. Hey. I mean, I might be the only one who can fix it. Come on."

Ten nights when the word fun catches on. It received nuances as if it was certain that there was a wave.

A few minutes walking from the Snow Oka Institute, the four arrived at the apartment that there was an adjacent Eldorado Ajito. in the same downtown area. The same is true of the Miscellaneous House organization and the Snow Oka Institute in the basement of the department store, but there is little realism about the presence of the dark parts of society in such a familiar place.

He went upstairs in the elevator, stood in front of the destination and thought door, and Junko pushed the bell.

"Hello -. Just Junko Yukioka I contacted on the phone earlier. I owe you money, Yunzaka. I don't want to pay you back."

When Junko told him in a bright voice towards the intercom, the door opened from the inside. An elderly disappointed bald head, dressed in a red shirt, appears on the white suit, shaking only his jaw silently and urging him to go inside.

"Welcome, this is Manta Kana, whose head I am here."

A man who was passed to the reception room and caught two strong men beside him greets him with no expression. Unlike his men's strong faces, he was a mushroom-cut grand little man with no intimidation, majesty or snare.

"It's an honor to meet your famous Junko Yukioka. Nevertheless, I wish you hadn't bothered to go out and pay me back"

Regardless of how you look, Kana takes an attitude toward her little girl Junko that was more naughty than she had to be. Smile, but my eyes aren't laughing at all. I know very well that I have a strong vigilance over here, even at ten nights.

"Oh, actually, it's about that repayment, hey. I knew I changed my mind and stopped."

Ten nights and shaking give a startling look to the words of Junko, who told him with a smile and a laugh. I wonder what the hell you're talking about, such as getting here and suddenly changing your mind. And I get anxious for both of us about what we're going to do.

"It won't do me any good to replace you, either. So here's a suggestion, how about replacing it with something else, not money?

"Hmm? Why are you replacing me?

To Kana, who would have a suspicious face, Junko grinned and approached the macho strong side beside Kana, roughly piercing its chest with her bare hands. Junko's hand is buried all the way to his wrist in the man's thick chest, as if it were piercing the paper as well.

Everyone there couldn't tell what happened for a moment or what they did. Probably the same person who was killed. Only Truth stared at the look on his face without expression, and in fact, seeing this behavior of Junko did not surprise me greatly.

"So instead of shaking your gut or something, I wonder if it's this guy's heart? I don't think it's worth 50 million, but it feels like I'm going to let it go. Right?"

Junko, who doesn't even look at the collapsing man, sprays his blood violently and offers his pulsing heart to Kana. That unyielding smile, which has remained unchanged since I met the Ten Nights, is bleeding back plenty.

The truth quickly pulls two guns out of his nostalgia and points them at the heads of separate constituents with both hands to the constituents of the neighboring Eldorado who changed the blood phase and tried to take a critical posture.

The constituents pointing at the gunpoint are freezing in an outfit that tried to reach for their nostalgia.

Seeing what can be described as a hilarious structure, where adults are hard on their little beautiful boy opponents, the shake remembers the excitement and takes a serious look at the neat face where true Rin and adorability coexist.

"If they say no, I may declare war and accept it? As far as I'm concerned, I appreciate that. By my rules, hostile people are free to treat it as experimental material."

"Wow, okay. So let's write it off..."

Junko lets go of her heart with a smile when Kana blushes about how her blood caught her. A subordinate's heart is dropped at Kana's feet.

"Yes, negotiations have been concluded. Hmm, it was a really meaningful negotiation in a form that we wouldn't compromise each other. Go home, everybody."

Seeing the act of Junko who had strayed from the normal track, it was ten nights and a shake that had stopped thinking, but Junko prompted him to go out of the room with a sleaze in the form of a chase after him.

(What is this...?

During the ten nights, the good image of a pure child makes a noise and collapses. Suddenly in front of me, I tried to kill people for disastrous reasons. Well, he's remained the same bright smile since we met. No, there's a hell of a difference in that smile that the blood is snuggling back...

It reminded me of what had just happened, and ten nights I couldn't get my head organized and I was walking trembling.

"That's a lot of peaceful negotiation."

Truth speaks when you leave the office. It wasn't a speech that lacked the usual discouragement, it was an overtly sarcastic voice.

"Um, what the hell does that mean? Weren't you supposed to pay? If I stepped down, the back street was credit first, so I thought your reputation would taste bad? Are you okay with this?

In a tone of mixed confusion and excitement, the shaking arrows to ask questions early.

Seeing such a shake, I was reassured that even the boulder shake was panicky for this, for some reason, ten nights.

"Hmm, I meant to, but I don't. I mean, I changed my mind from the middle of nowhere, or I could pay about 50 million, but I still wondered if I had anything to do with that organization. Come on. I'm on a whim. Well, I don't think it's a problem, because I paid for it, because you didn't step down. That's why he agreed to it. My credibility is the bottom line from the beginning."

During the conversation, pure child's clothes and skin returned blood became red misty, literally misty in the air, and disappeared without slight staining.

Ten nights and a shake that makes me even more surprised to see it. The same is true of organ removal by bare hands earlier, but it was a scene where we could see that the pure son was clearly equipped with supernormal powers.

"Did you really write that off?

Ten nights asks in a trembling voice.

I don't even think Eldorado next door is silent with that kind of imitation of the current organization.

But I also wonder what I would do if I were in his organization's shoes. Would you take a risk and try to avenge someone with such an unusual personality and unusual power?

"Given the power relationship, wouldn't the other side write it off on its own? If you were going to get angry and fight with this one without thinking about power, like I said, as far as I'm concerned, I wouldn't wish it or anything. There are plenty of laboratory benches that I don't mind treating as I please. If that's how it goes, then this matter will be solved."

Junko answers flat with an innocent smile on her face.

"There was no point in me following you. Rather, we didn't all have to come. You're gonna have to do this alone."

True points out.

"Mm-hmm. That's why I thought I'd show you my skillful negotiating skills. I think it will be a good study for these kids to live in the back streets in the future."

"Dandelion."

"Yeah, it won't"

Against the words of Junko, the true shake is aligned and waves in front of his face to deny it.

"That's it. Well, hey, I'm for wild use, so everybody get back to the lab. True, I'll take good care of your lovely junior."

"You're going to do something I can't do in front of you, something I'm not, right?

Into Junko trying to go somewhere by herself, in a truly ironic tone.

"Maybe? But even True you leave the cute juniors alone, and you're not coming in my way, are you?

That's all I have to say, Junko walks out to the opposite side of the way he came.

(Unbelievable...... What the... that kid)

Ten nights groaning without speaking up.

The first murder scene I saw in my life. Plus, the way you kill like a comic book, where you decide your heart out with your bare hands.

No, what was more shocking than that was that beautiful girl herself who killed people and still didn't break her innocent smile.

Too unusual and abrupt behavior. An even crazier presence in an unusual world. A real thing with an even more intense impact than rumors in urban legends online.

Ten nights I learned fear from Junko, while I even began to be attracted to him.

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