Two days after there was a sharp one duel. The new Ajito had four people gathered besides Takuma and Kishifu.
Mr. Shore, I'm not answering.
Yu reports. I haven't heard from you on the phone.
(I'm curious...... I wonder if it was time for some change)
He is a good man in close proximity to Kishifu, but he also doesn't know everything about his actions.
"Mr. Takuma says he can't come to another relationship."
"Didn't I tell you he didn't have any friends?
Listen to Ryujiro, and Sharp One says it unexpectedly.
"We all know there was a new commissioned murder to notify those who aren't here right now later, right?
Ryujiro cut out the story.
"It's a job I honestly don't take for granted. At my discretion, I talked to Junko, and if I broke the subject's heart, I would treat him like I killed him, so I got the whole story together."
"You did something on your own without any consultation. How did that happen?
Akeichi asks Ryujiro.
"If the target isn't a bad guy, he's not a murderer."
"I see."
Ryujiro shrugging his shoulders. Sharply convinced to hear that.
"The target is a freelance journalist named Mihei Kettle Hill. Especially dealing with backstreet related cases, but usually the eggy part of the backstreet doesn't expose inside on the surface street. But this time he's trying to expose the murder club through a weekly magazine called" The Mosquito Moment of Mass Rape ". For life's sake."
"I don't know if he was murdered by a murder club or a grudge line."
Koko opens his mouth.
"Maybe it is. The weekly magazine has already decided to sell this article, and tomorrow it looks like the name of the murder club will be rambling on the train's suspended leather ad."
"If you got that far, wouldn't it make sense to kill him?
"Not at all. No, by the time we got there before that, Junko didn't realize he existed."
Said Tsuruko to Ryuji. Sharply thought the same thing.
"At that point, there was a leak in information from the editorial side of the weekly magazine, and Junko also learned it through the information organization."
And, looking at Sharp Ichi, Ryujiro says, he goes on and turns his face toward Kuniko.
"It doesn't necessarily just end this time. So hey. There is a good chance that the person will continue to act against the Murder Club."
Ryujiro told me, and Tsuruko was convinced.
"Good man, bad man. Kill without sight in the first place, bad because we make it an evil organization. Besides, there seems to be a lot of scraps like that for members of the homicide club, and like us, there's only one thing we need to do to limit the way we can kill them."
The sharp one, whose tail is still drawn the other day, reveals his disgust.
"I agree with Akiichi. 'Cause I think I'm an organization like a Special Punisher, and I work here."
And, Tsuko.
"The line that it's okay to kill is up to us."
Ryujiro smiles bitterly.
"Even if it's a casual draw, it's not the same as it is. How many guys do you think were in the homicide club before commissioned murder? They were the ones who became obsessed with the killing itself, ignored the rules of the murder club, and started killing indiscriminately. Like the sharp ones in the meantime, I didn't buy grudges from people, just ordinary people who suddenly get killed in a playful mood by members of a murder club."
"I'm gonna make it on this one. I figured that out. Something that suddenly takes a person's life one day is relegated to the wild, and the side that took it is unreasonable to be protected. It sucks."
Tsuko and Akiichi, while in a hell of an organization called the Murder Club, now had strong doubts and discomforts about the way that organization was.
"I know how you feel, but do you speak in our shoes? It."
"Even in a world where the right to take it is lost, I think it's strange"
Shortly after Ryuji said it, Yu, who had listened in silence until then, opens his mouth.
"It's also weird that someone who hates you as much as you want to kill, and when you kill that person, you're punished. It's a very irrational society that those who do enough to make you want to kill will survive if you don't touch the law. Murder clubs are unreasonable in the opposite position."
"Isn't that a different matter from this?
Yukako pokes at Yu, who speaks the theory, but shakes Yu Hakabushi.
"It seems that those who are considered bad guys also have the right to do so. At the time of birth in this world, good and evil are equally unlimited and free. It's a cage called society, tied down by an invisible chain of laws, restricted, but breaking them is something that everyone can do."
"Is that what you mean when it's strange to limit only the bad guys"
Sharp One understands what Yu is trying to say.
"Of course I'm not asking you to leave the bad guys alone. If you don't like it, I hope you kill that too. But I don't think I'd be the one asking you to make the evil or good guy's offering a criteria for joining a murder club. Well. Homicide clubs should be a purely homicidal organization, unlike righteous workers."
"Junko made it that concept, so I know I can't help complaining."
Exhales like I gave up. But I wasn't convinced.
"Right. You can also use it as a discovery device for the lower house. That's what I'll cut it off. If you find someone who wants to kill someone who kills indiscriminately, or not, and enjoys killing himself, you can sign up for a duel and kill him."
Yu's words were unpleasant and extremely sharp, but she also guesses and accepts what she wants to say, and throws up like that. Where I swung my ideal theory, it doesn't change the murder club itself. I'm just being stupid.
"Hey, Makoto. He went to help you last night, didn't he?
Junko touched on the matter when we were alone in the living room of the Snow Oka Institute.
"You didn't say anything yesterday, I can't believe you put it away for a day and then said it"
Truth is, put down the lanobe you were reading, and turn to Junko.
"I thought Kenichi Serizawa's anger would be better. Anything wrong with the addition? I'm an outsider, and I don't know the rules of that organization. Or do you want to target me and commit murder?
"Hey, hey, don't bite so hard. I'm not blaming you."
The same expression, but the blatantly grumpy aura of the true, pure child can be avoided.
"How many tragedies do you think just because that organization exists?"
"Hmm, Yu said it before, but I think society can have the right to kill you too."
"There's a guy in the world who says he should die, for sure. I wouldn't complain about an organization like that that kills tailors exclusively. But your murder club is a substitute for killing irrelevant people, whether they're good or not. The average person was killed in the play half, and I don't blame you for killing him. Can you forgive me?"
True to erupt dissatisfaction with the way the murder club is here all the time.
"Because I thought we should give the bad guys some rights, too. Hey. Besides, it would be more interesting to try mixing those bad guys up. Sharp Ichi, your duel application is truly one of the forms I wanted. Even within the same homicide club, I can't imagine the drama of a well-informed member standing up who looks like an outrageous member. Oh, it wasn't even supposed for True to hunt for a member of the Murder Club. I was hoping you might enjoy it."
"Anyone who dies or is killed because of that play, it's not funny or anything."
It adds true frustration to Junko, who seems to have fun talking.
"But it's weird to just blame the murder club, right? One day, suddenly and unreasonably, someone takes their life, and Japan has been mocking us for a long time, right? What do you think that is?
"I guess you don't say cars or anything"
"Ping Pawn. Big right. Come to think of it, there's nothing that's allowed to exist after taking the lives of so many people. God's gaze - or from an alien gaze, I think it's awfully distorted. Because it's convenient, because it's troublesome without it, and because it's common in the world, I'm allowed to. They're giving up. But it keeps taking the lives of a great number of people. If it's simply the number of murders, it should be regulated first. Come on."
The car is not built for the purpose of killing people, but the murder club is telling us this because there is no such thing as that border in the pure child, although the truth denies in the heart that killing people in entertainment would be the substitute for the purpose. I know that too.
"At least the Murder Club doesn't kill people more than cars, and some members choose the right target for murder, so it's not as ruthless and cold-blooded as cars and kills people without vision."
"So you think there's a murder club?
"The criterion of good and evil is nothing but vague dictated by human values. It can change in times and countries."
"No."
Truth immediately denied Junko's words.
"If people had been killed in half of the prank in front of me, there was no question, and that's evil. The Murder Club has its unquestionable evil done"
"Even that evil means something that does exist in this world. Of course, you're free to say no to evil. True, I hope you crush that evil."
"Okay. Crush it with all your might."
Hit Junko with an angry gaze, and the truth declares.
"Haha, this hasn't happened recently. It's been a long time since True and I fought each other so hard."
Junko laughs with pleasure.
"You used to be pretty good. All the time, I was desperate to get in your way. You read to the point where I scratch, and you can't get through... You've been getting rounded up lately, and you've been pretty shabby, so I forgot."
"I wasn't very conscious, or it felt like I was away from this kind of play naturally. I think I was probably tired of it. But it must be B to do it again when I forget."
Truth stands silently and tries to leave the room.
"Where are you going?
"I don't want to see your face for a while, so I'm gonna run away."
When I told him to throw it away, the truth shut the living room door roughly.
"I've told you many times not to be emotional... That's where she gets her charm."
Clear the grin from your face and Junko squeaks uncommonly clouding his expression.
Shortly afterwards, the living room door opened and the truth returned.
"It's childish to be mean like that, so I figured I'd stop running away"
Hearing the true word, the cloudy look on Junko's face dramatically restores its brilliance.
When I did it, I looked back at Junko, who looked at me seriously with joy, and the truth was I was pulling a little.