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Both Ryujiro and Yu have been active in the Murder Club for nearly four months and have also experienced many battles with supernatural abilities.

But still, it's not like they're both backstreet residents with combat training. We don't have the skill to erase signs, nor the acumen to perceive the gaze directed at us. I mean - I didn't realize we were being seen.

"Recently, there have been people who have been targeting and killing customers of our organization, and many have been killed. I kept investigating who did it, but I finally figured it out. Ryujiro Suzuki, a member of the murder club you're running right now.

"Heh."

Even when Akino Kaori told him that fact on the phone, Junko only voiced a seemingly indifferent voice.

"I want to know if this is your instructions."

"Different."

'Right. Next, I want to know if you tolerated this fact after knowing it'

"You didn't know that, did you? Even Kaoru must have taken a while to notice. I'd do about a homicide investigation, but that's only about social titles and what kind of person, and I don't even stick around to such a private person as whether or not he's a guest of the president pickled in formalin. Come on."

It's the police, not Junko, who's actually investigating the murder, but without saying it, I'll decide it's me.

'I see. Well, I wish I knew that Junko didn't have instructions. And this killer will be destroyed, won't he?

"Go ahead. Yeah, well, then you should ask the Brown Resistance."

Junko finally recommended by name to the incense that takes pale confirmation.

"Do you have any plans?

"If you're scared, I'm not saying you can't."

To Junko, who laughs like a prank, incense hung up without saying anything more.

Brown Resistance Office.

Earlier, a President pickled in formalin requested the capture of a member of the Homicide Club. The reason for this was well explained.

Shaking did not consult with me for ten nights, and I received this lightly.

"Am I supposed to take the request of the President pickled in formalin? You've been asking us to do this a lot. I was related to the president who pickled formalin before, and I know that Junko and I are kind. No sign of anything that might suck? Aren't you trying to frame us?

Ten nights looks unexpected and asks you to shake. Normally, we don't ask for them. Though I wondered if it would be shaky to take it.

"I hear Junko recommended it to us. Junko, I wonder if you're still connected to the President pickled in formalin. I don't think it's the President pickled in formalin who's up to anything, but Junko."

And, shake.

"It seems that Junko's relationship with the President pickled in formalin is getting worse and worse. We don't have any more business cooperation, and we can say that the murder club we're running is a substitute for the President's merchant enemies."

While brewing coffee for three, Says:

"I honestly don't like it. As of the request of the President pickled in formalin...... I wonder if it's really okay."

Ten nights doesn't bother me at all.

"Target is also a bastard in the murder club. So let's just go. Ugh."

Forcefully put together, shaking to drink the coffee served.

"You lost sight of the height of the gala and got a job."

I knew right away because I was once employed by a formalin-pickled president.

"Junko has an idea, he recommended us, and he has taught us that, so let's dance to Junko as he wishes."

Just one thing about Junko's recommendation, as I am concerned about Nori, was seen at ten nights. As for ten nights, I'm anxious and I wanted you to say no, but it's hard to disagree any more because I'm willing to go as far as shaking.

"I didn't ask you to kill me, I didn't ask you to capture me..."

There is another element of anxiety in the Ten Nights. Honestly, it's more difficult than the end.

"If you aim where you don't have company, you can do something about it."

Says:

"But the request is to capture all my people if possible. I hear the target Ryujiro Suzuki's capture alone is fine."

In response to a shaking report, he frowned.

"By capturing everyone, I mean... would you like to make a show of your people in front of that target?"

"Still a bad hobby organization..."

Ten nights listening to the speculation and not wanting to do it more and more.

"But that's a better reward, and the murder club is a bunch of lowlifes who enjoy killing people, and it's more challenging."

Ten nights sighed on the shaking decision.

The day after visiting the formalin-pickled presidential branch with Ryuji and Kishio Husband, Yu visited the Snow Oka Institute alone.

"The dog owner came recently. Ah? Oh, here you go, so-so."

Junko puts a tea treat in front of the table, and Yu lowers his head with a pepper.

"I came the other day. I was wondering if we had a little discussion about the future of the murder club. So, what about you? Mr. Kishi, how are you?"

"As we talked on the phone, may it still go crazy once in a while. There's a lead over there, and when you wake up over there, Mr. Shore's consciousness seems to fly."

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"Hmm, looks like you're not adjusting well. It's difficult because it's an operation without his consent. Well, I'll keep tweaking."

Hearing Yu's report, Junko said with a troubled face.

"Junko goes out with the dog owner, is it old?"

Yu asks, while he puts the coffee on his mouth.

"Yeah. I mean, it's shallow, about a minute before I created the murder club. Midori and I have known each other for quite some time, but come on."

"Really? Dog breeder, I knew you were in and out of thin bliss megalodon, but you didn't tell me anything about a kid named Midori."

"Midori didn't seem to know about Yu either. Do you want me to call you?

"No, that sounds good. I'm familiar with people. of which."

He was somehow a casual superior at the point where he knew a girl other than himself the dog keeper.

"It will be time to move on to the next phase because I will be feeling mannelli"

"You make enemies, don't you?

Yu instantly discerns the sincerity of Junko's words. I didn't spot that because I read Junko's personality. Because that's how it unfolds, in line with the novel by the Murder Club. And Junko runs this murder club in a way that has been almost in line with the novel.

"Yeah, I already have enemies. I've noticed lately, too, that people with bad behavior, especially those with bad behavior, are being killed by kids who don't care about the murder club inside me."

"Uh oh, to what extent... are you going to get killed?

They told me they were already running it, and Yu got a little anxious.

"You don't have to worry, Yu and the others are fine. I mean, even if you join a murder club and you're a murderer, there aren't that many people who kill without sight. At the point of joining a murder club, it's because you have a sense of purpose that someone wants to kill you, but you're more likely to choose someone to kill based on your circumstances and beliefs."

"Uh, not a lot. How many bad people exactly would kill anyone or him?

"I wonder about 30%. Anyone who fails to file and starts murdering on their own will generally come out of it."

Yu thinks it's plenty enough, but I guess it feels like it's not much by pure child standards or assumptions, so I left it out of my mouth.

(Who in Junko's body would kill a member of the murder club on his own in a way that would betray Junko... is that girl after all?)

He was an opponent I knew. I haven't spoken much, but I've seen him face to face several times at the lab. And he - Makoto Aizawa, in front of Junko and Yu, had spoken of words and deeds that openly disgusted him about the murder club.

(I serve Junko, but he's a righteous kid, like Akiichi, right? And Junko understands that, too, and puts that kid down... It's kind of funny. It's kind of tricky)

Excellent insight and imagination excellence had somewhat discerned a true relationship with Junko with only the information so far.

"So, Yu, Ryujiro, you and I were at a presidential event pickled in formalin, right? Ryujiro, have you seen your killing?

Of course Yu knows that our behavior is outweighed by Junko.

"Ryujiro, the organization is also finding out that you are targeting the President's guests pickled in formalin. So, they're sending assassins. For me, this is an unplanned development, but I can't say this is an adversary."

Yu wonders if Junko might have guided the President pickled in formalin. The person named Junko Suzuoka was thoroughly suspicious without warning or belief, and Yu has been told in advance by the dog owner.

"I hired a pretty strong kid in my mouse. I'm not careful because I'm a strong enemy."

Shut up about what you recommended, Junko.

"When the heroic mouse who disobeyed me commits murder, it may strike, so don't be alarmed."

"Yes, thank you for letting me know. Welcome."

After finishing his coffee, Yu lowered his head with a pepper.

"It's been weird for a long time, but what the hell is he? Of all the members of the homicide club, you seem to have a special eye."

After Yu left, he came to the reception room with Junko, almost as if he had misplaced him, and talked to him.

I truly know that a girl named Yu is the one who asked Junko to create a murder club. But it is true that I do not know for what reason such a request was made, until the details of the circumstances.

"I'm a key person at the homicide club for once. Don't just lay your hands on that kid. Well, True, you're not the type to want to kill, so I don't think you have to push it like this."

You mean you're not going to teach me now?

"It's better to keep it mysterious. True, you can enjoy it. I still care a lot about you."

To Junko, who smiles like a prank, true for a moment, but spills a smile so he can be stuck.

Seeing that, Junko takes out his fingertip phone at an awesome speed and cuts the shutter.

"What's up?

Junko's sudden movements took True aback.

"Yay! Look, look, look, look!

That's how Junko projected the picture he just took into the air.

"You were laughing now... me. I mean, don't bother filming this."

"Uh, it's rare because of it, and I was going to take a shot - Ah, that's cute, already..."

Seeing the display and looking at Junko, True left the reception room suddenly.

The next day, this photo will be used as a poster and decorated in the living room, and the truth will be stiff in the morning.

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