Chapter 828: 828 6.

Morning - in front of the private Van School Gate.

"Ugh, Yu"

Something hugs me from behind and pushes me through the soft feel, but Yu doesn't even surprise me. I'm so used to it.

"Good morning. Sachiko."

"Sometimes you show me your maiden reactions. Why are you always so calm - or my pace? I think I'll give you some boobs."

"I don't like that. My underwear is ticking, and it hurts."

It was the tall female student holding her gently. Yu has heard that there were 177 in physical measurements this year. She has glossy dark hair stretched straight with semi-long and wears thin makeup. He's got big eyes and a face that seems to contain Caucasoid blood.

Her name is Tatsuko Hashino. This is a friend Yu has been able to make since he went to higher education at Van School.

"Oh well, you want me to put my hand in the bra. And in front of the public. Yu is not horny."

"I can't come up with a good return, so I'm going through."

I always talk about horny things in Gatilez, but Yu is so used to it.

If you look at it from Yu, a little stranger like Tsuko feels that the horse suits you better. Being friends with normal kids doesn't really mesh. I don't like to talk about normal girl topics.

In middle school, she was Yu, who was in the Ota group, but further education alienated her from them, and Yuko, instead, was a friend who didn't bore Yu enough.

"By the way, what kind of new guy is that?

"Well, they asked me yesterday and yesterday on the phone."

"Thanks. It's like you're in a knob to forget. Maybe it's not impressive or funny because it was the answer. What? Oh, yeah. You were told not to bully me or something. Is it the type of bully you want to bully?

'Cause whoever you're dealing with is going to be bullied.'

"Uh, I'm just messing with you, I'm not bullying you. Hey, Ryujiro went to level 15 and got a third ability? Like what?

"Come on? Honestly, Ryujiro doesn't think we need to remodel anymore."

"Sure. I don't care what you think about that one of his, it's against the rules. Yu, too."

We were talking about a murder club. Mitsuko was also a member of the Murder Club, which belonged to the same group as Yuda.

On that day, Dog Breeder Ichi visited the Snow Oka Institute.

The purpose is just to show your face. About the murder club, Junko Yukooka and I got along nicely, and there's Midori at the lab.

"Yea, you seem to be eating only vegetables, dog breeder, as always"

"I eat meat, too, but it's just a snack."

The dog keeper smiles and returns to Midori, who raises one hand and speaks to him when he is passed into the living room.

"Murder club freaks, have you noticed?

The dog owner, who lowered his back on the couch, turns to the pure child and asks.

"I've mobilized a freelance informant, and as far as I can, I'm checking my members' movements outside of club activities, but some of them are gone."

The funds to hire the informant are covered by the sale of murder footage. Murder club operations cost a lot of money, as they also require funds for mountain-blown confectionery and other work to police upper management.

"Someone's killing our members?"

Junko reconfirms with a swallowing voice.

"Oh. Sounds like you're totally after the murder club moves and the members. I think this is a little threatening, but what do we do?

It is a murder club that has operated smoothly until now, but since the activity is an activity, enemies have finally emerged. No, I originally thought if I did this, it wouldn't be weird if the enemy showed up, and the dog owner doesn't look particularly hasty, but he can't leave me alone.

"Jun Sister... That's a little..."

"Hmm, that could be it..."

Midori and Junko look at each other with a bitter smile.

"Oh, you know what I mean?

The dog owner smiles and asks intriguingly.

"It's amazing... but I don't know what's going on."

Junko smiles and cheeks.

"Well, if it's on my mind, I don't think Yu will be in danger, so I think you can leave me alone."

"Oh well. Well, that's fine."

Junko was a dog breeder who had nothing to worry about if he was allowed a spare breeze and, above all, his superior safety was guaranteed.

Surprise - I had no doubt he won the lottery first prize and got much better luck than getting billions of units of gold.

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There is an area in this world where you can't do anything with gold. I got myself the privilege of not being able to buy it with gold. That's what he had in mind.

Applying for membership in what would become a murder club, he was elected, throwing himself into the pleasure of killing according to the rules. No, it's not just killing. Instead, another act was better said to be the main thing for him than killing.

Killing is fun, of course. When I am the chosen one, I can be intoxicated by the all-powerful. I am always conscious of the joy of being included in a great organization called the Murder Club. I can look down and rejoice in the awareness of other people who are different throughout the city and of their chosen self. Always a state of bliss.

For him, today is the day we've been waiting for to lift the ban on murder.

Free homicide is defined as the number of people that can be killed in a month. He can only kill up to two people. I would like to raise the membership level quickly and the maximum number of murders, but the requested murders with a lot of murder experience don't come around inside.

According to a story I learned on the community site between the owner's unofficially present, homicide club members, some of the homicide club members are gathered together to form a group. It was said that there are multiple such groups and that commissioned murders tend to take precedence over groups.

He can't, like, hang out with other people. I don't even want others to know my sexuality, even if I'm a member of a murder club. Most likely, the police who are ruining my murder will know.

As was the case with the application for a murder permit, he has to go to the execution of the murder.

In front of a certain elementary school gate, he stretches his target out. His appearance is invisible to passers-by. I was given that ability at the Yukioka Institute.

A target girl appears, and he flicks a hazy, creepy grin on that fatty bumpy face.

Make sure the girl is dropping out of school by herself, and he expands the range to which the effects of her abilities extend.

Confirming that his abilities extended to the girl as well, he stood in front of the girl.

The girl solidified into a creepy obese man who suddenly appeared in front of her. He looks down at himself, shows his dirty teeth, narrows his eyes nasty, and laughs slightly.

"Come on, it's number one fun of the month. It's an honor."

Saying in a netique voice, he lowered his pants and trunks all at once, exposing himself in a combat position, in front of the girl.

To a breathtaking girl, he covers himself with a body weighing over 120 kg.

"Yikes!

"Ha, cry out. Nobody's gonna help me, but I don't know."

"Help!

They scream at passers-by walking right next to them, but as if they can't see themselves, they pass by.

When he activates his abilities, it is that if he is in a state that is not recognized by anyone before activation, he will be unrecognized in any way, visually or audibly. This can be used for myself and others.

However, it does not activate in the midst of being recognized by someone, and you must use the same abilities for yourself and others when interfering with others. If the other person doesn't have the ability, the ability is solved just by touching someone else.

Other than that, I can't get rid of the smell. It only lasts three minutes. When abilities are used in others, they are recognized from the subject. There are also many shortcomings, such as being enlightened by sharp, well-researched people and people with excellent inspiration - the ability to solve them at the moment of enlightenment.

The downside of only having three minutes is that there's nothing wrong with him. It is premature ejaculation that lasts less than a minute, but it is late.

That moment when he tried to crack the girl's clothes, the sound of something playing, blood erupting from his shoulders and a little on the girl's face.

"Ha!?

He couldn't swallow the fact that he was shot in the shoulder from behind.

"He's going to be a member too... give up his candidacy altogether..."

There was a voice coming from behind, and as he looked back, a little beautiful boy in a uniform with a gun in his hand was standing.

And at this point, he finally realizes that an awesome killing spirit, which can also be called ferocity, is directed at him. It's the boy who shot himself right now who's letting himself go.

"You're lucky you got into a murder club or something. It's nice and generic."

Tell him pale, boy - the truth pulls the trigger even further.

"Agi!

Now he gets shot in the abdomen and collapses next to the girl.

"And how to give them the ability to commit crimes easily... Well, there seem to be a lot of weaknesses, and paranormal abilities don't even seem to work for the residents of the back streets."

He is stunned by the dialogue. I also know that I am a member of the Murder Club. I also know what I do. On the contrary, a rhetoric that even knows my abilities.

"Hey, why..."

"A particularly tough guy like you decides not to overlook it"

True to say that and punch in many more bullets. It's not a hobby, but it's a slaughter. Given what this man has done so far, I'd rather taste plenty of fear, pain and despair than let him die easy.

Eventually he stops moving.

"Go to hell"

He looked down at the body and said in a voice where the truth was shady. Though rarely such a straightforward poison is true, I have become aware of how many daughters this man has murdered in mausoleum before, and pitied his bereaved family.

(I wish I had noticed a little sooner. too many murder club members and it's hard to follow the move)

I shook and glanced at the girl looking up at me, without speaking, and the truth walked out with my back turned. A passerby who wanted to go through seemed to be screaming when he saw the body, but it didn't go through with it either.

In front of Junko, he said it was time to obstruct him, etc., but in fact it was true that he had been continuously murdering members of the murder club for much longer.

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