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A few days later, the magazine sold contained fairly detailed information about the murder club.

The rules of the membership, the level of membership How much is written, but not in any way on a matter. It concerns owner Junko Yukioka. Regardless, it doesn't say that you can modify it with a multiple of level 5.

"Being detailed so far is definitely a leak by a murder club member, or someone involved. The target will be the member's traitor, and there will be contact."

While all six were traveling by train to the home of Target's pot hill Sanhei, Ryujiro said while reading the magazine.

"Akeichi, if you don't feel comfortable, don't you have to come?

Kuniko cares about Sharp Ichi and speaks up. When I looked sharply at him, he was clearly a face that came to mind, releasing a negative aura.

"Instead of taking it personally, I don't want to kill this accusating man clearly, and I'm even going to prevent you guys from trying to kill him. This man didn't do anything wrong."

We had already sporadically argued about the treatment of the target, and we were in agreement that we didn't want to kill them all emotionally, but we kept rubbing them with what to do when there was nothing else to do but kill them, and finally we went to where the target was, in a way that kept us thinking until we were critical.

"We're leaving without a conclusion, but we should still make a clear decision here. Are you guys really convinced of this request murder?

Seeing Sharp Ichi speak out against it, Table Mill was a little hopeful. I stayed lost, either way, but I might not have to kill you for this.

"I don't want to kill you either. I don't care how many people are in our way, I can't believe I killed them for that reason..."

And, shore husband.

"I'm an enemy rocking the stalls of a murder club, and it seems natural that you should be gone. But I disagree because dealing with killing can also lead to counterproductive effects. Otherwise, I think you can kill him. Well."

Yu said. Even though he always looks grown up and cute, he rarely flattens out his radical remarks. In a gentle way, Kishifu feels scared.

"Uh... I disagree"

In anticipation of the three against the mood, Table Mill said modestly.

"Has the opposition surpassed? You just have to give up."

Ryujiro sees Kiko and laughs bitterly.

"What we think of as' permissible murder 'is our own rationale. But we care about that criterion, and we choose who we want."

Tsukiko complains. It was a decision that she would have to kill eventually.

"How can you two affirm this commissioned murder? I don't know that way."

With his hands on his glasses, Sharp Ichi alternates between Seiko and Ryujiro and asks.

"Enemy."

Tatsuko replies rustling.

"Even if we don't do it, someone else will kill us - I just want to say... but it may not be there either. Junko doesn't seem to really want to deal with it."

To Ryujiro, who uttered unexpected words, the other five look at Ryujiro in surprise.

"What makes you think that?

Akeichi asks.

"If Junko really wanted to stop exposing journalists, he could have stopped them, too. Even if suspended leather ads didn't make it in time, there should have been enough time to keep the magazine from publishing. There's no way you can make a murder club or anything and have enough power to let them authorize you to kill. Or more violently, a print injunction or an immediate disposition of a magazine that can be done would be possible for Junko."

"You mean you had a reason to dare let me swim, despite the survival crisis of the murder club"

Hearing Ryujiro's thoughts, Sharp One comes to that conclusion.

"Maybe we're being tested." It's never happened before that Junko would bring such a request murder to us who usually choose him. "

"Hmmm, I see..."

"Why would you bother trying that?"

Takuma was convinced by Ryujiro's words, but Takuko was not convinced the other way around.

"You can't ask Junko for reason. I don't know if I'll even read it in depth. It could just be playful."

And, Yu. Yu also felt like Ryujiro's reading was a hit.

"Let's just get in the direction of not killing. So, if possible, let's talk about the other side - and ask what we'll do in the future. And -"

It's time to get off. The station is close, so Ryujiro forcefully sums up the story.

"Apparently, some of these people want to work with journalists on the matter, and if you want to work with them, you just have to work with them"

Looking over together, Ryujiro told him.

1DK apartment, in the area formerly known as Tachikawa, in Euthanasia city.

"Ryujiro said earlier that we even know where they are, and even if we don't, someone else is going to kill us."

In front of Target's apartment, Yu said.

"If you're willing to kill Junko, we're talking about"

"Even if Junko doesn't give instructions to kill, someone who's going to kill him voluntarily may also show up"

Ryujiro and Yu talk as they take the lead, standing in front of the door.

"The plaque does say pot hill, but you're in a dangerous position, yet you're at home swallowing? Aren't you supposed to hide yourself as a hotel or something?

Suspicious.

"It's information via Junko, so I'm sure he's here"

Yu says, and pushes a dignified call bell.

'Which one?'

There was a man's voice from inside.

"Uh, he's from the murder club."

"Don't be grand."

In a grand way, the table grins bitterly.

"No hostility. I'd like to talk to you, so if you don't mind letting me in. I think we can provide some information."

'Sounds like it's not a prank. And he didn't come to kill me. "

That's what I've been saying, the door opens after a while. Ryujiro reckons it took him a while to figure out if it was because he was wearing the chain countless times and it took him a long time to remove it.

"Are you just a kid? And loose."

A sharp middle-aged man showed himself from the inside. There is no particular reaction, even if it is confirmed that some of them are table-milled.

"Ma, get inside. It's a small place to put such a large number of people, and I can't even serve tea."

"Sorry to disturb you"

Yu, Ryujiro and Kishifu make you hammer.

Ryujiro looked inside the door and made sure his guess was correct. It has tons of keys and chains.

"I have a lot to ask and say, but what should I tell you from"

He goes inside, lowers his hips, and Sharp Yi squeaks.

"First, let's talk about why we're supposed to be here and how we interacted before we got here. Is that all right?

Ryuji took confirmation with his companions and then told Kettle Hill their position and thoughts.

"I see. I heard there's a lot going on inside the murder club too... But if you throw the request murder, are you all right?

After listening to Ryujiro, Kettle Hill asks.

"We're splitting up a lot of ideas. I'm not going to take your side."

And, Tsuko.

"I want to help emotionally. But we don't want to end up cooperating because we want to avoid situations where our people are exposed to crisis."

Sharp Ichi tells him while maintaining the arm-wrapped and seated pose all the time.

"Oh, I'm just like Akiichi."

Table grinding, which I say modestly with one hand up. I'm pretending to be the first person to meet, but I don't know where I'm going to bore out, so I try not to talk.

"But you, you know, you can make fun of all that and try to stay home a lot. Junko has a leak about you, and it's not weird when he kills you."

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A sharp one who tells you like you're frightened.

"Right. They know I sold the information. I was told it was a murder club earlier, and I'm stuck."

That being said, Kettle Hill hasn't even shown fine dust from the beginning, such as how surprised or cowardly he is. Someone with considerable courage and in the eyes of the six.

"Are you saying some of the guys were circulating information over here? Whether you're one of my people or someone from the publisher, there's no way to make sure."

Said Kettle Hill, not particularly in a state of crisis.

"Junko probably doesn't think we're going to kill you either. They're after something by engaging us with you. Earlier, Akiichi said it wasn't weird when you were killed, but at least I saw that Junko didn't care."

Ryujiro describes his thoughts.

"If you want me to dance on your hands, I guess so"

Kettle Hill was spotting that too.

"From my point of view, I thought the flow so far was too good. The story was going too smoothly. I was blessed with collaborators. And you're here today, not willing to kill me. [M] Too many developments are happening that are convenient for me. It's as if the anti-murder club forces are being created by the hands of the owner, Junko Yukioka himself"

Listening to Kettle Hill, Tablemill was thinking about the rice knob and justice.

(Maybe I was tailing Justice then, and showing up in front of Kettle Hill is one of those convenient things and Kettle Hill might be watching)

That's a total coincidence, and a tablespoon that spills a smile for just a moment.

"There was no name for Junko in the magazine. That would be convenient for Junko."

Sharp Ichi points it out.

"I don't particularly care about that area, and it's what I expected. Even if Junko Suzuoka doesn't turn her hand, her name is taboo in the apparent press, and she doesn't have to turn her hand."

"I see, have you thought too much"

Hearing about Kettle Hill, Akeichi is convinced.

"Other than you - no, how many other collaborators do you have? Some of the collaborators are members of the homicide club, right?

sharp ichi asks.

"I can't say that on this occasion right now. Because there is no guarantee that you will be on my side. Well, I'll just say a few elites."

"At least what we're going to do is ask. Instead of killing them, we need the proper souvenirs."

Ryujiro says in a soft tone, but his eyes had turned to something sharp, unlike his usual.

"I'm actually still thinking about it. I can't speak here right now, but I have a few plans. But the plan hasn't been clearly defined yet, so it wouldn't make much sense to tell me. My fellow militants have already - or they've been around killing particularly untouched members of the murder club since before they met with me. That's really all I can say right now."

After taking into account the position of Ryujiro and the others, Kettle Hill spoke to the best of his ability.

"Even if Mr. Kettlehill is still thinking about it, others will move, right? The effect in weekly magazines is going to spread everywhere, and others who are not comfortable with the murder club are going to move."

"Well, that's what I put in the street weekly magazine, so I'm glad you did."

To Yu's words, Kettle Hill smiles.

"By the way, why are you guys in a swordswallowing organization called the Murder Club?

Kettle Hill asked, smiling.

"Because there are people who want to kill me."

Tatsuko answers first.

"Likewise......"

With a dark flame in his eyes, the table grind tells him short.

"Is it an artistic activity? Because you get the power and the right to kill people, you have to use it to lose it."

Ryuji laughs and speaks in a bright tone. Kettle Hill slightly frowns.

"I don't know, so far, tour..."

I can't seem to tell you, shore husband.

"I wanted to be on the side of justice"

Sharp ichi says it in its past form without a coward. Hearing the sound of that bitter voice, overshadowing his hopes, he also perceives that there may have been something to indulge in.

"Shall I say rebellion against society and affirmation of darkness? Ah. We must not deny the darkness of a man's heart. You mustn't deny to the dark clouds that evil is evil. That evil is, indeed, something in the world, and I wonder if you're covering it up with a lid from above and sealing it up, and I think we need a place for evil liberation. Well."

With a slightly prolonged way of speaking, Kettle Hill calmed down, not feeling the feelings, Luthanchmann or hope, but only certain beliefs lived in and talked his theories.

Even though the appearance is a cute girl who looks good, she peels herself off and remembers such illusions as the darkness erupted from inside, Kettle Hill gazes at Yu.

"Did I say something strange?

"This guy's scared to the eye. Why are you staring at Yu so much?"

Yu with his little neck toward Kettle Hill and shore husband in a blaming tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

I notice where I was staring at Yu, and Kettle Hill apologizes as a hack.

(What is that...)

Conscious of Yu, Kettle Hill was even sweating. I was feeling something unspeakable and disastrous from Yu, which I couldn't do with just a medium-smelly claim.

"I'd like to hear from you, too, that Mr. Kettlehill hasn't consolidated a specific plan yet, but what's his ultimate purpose? Ah? That's clear on the boulder, isn't it?

Yu asks.

"Naturally, it's about crushing the murder club itself. It's moving for that."

Kettle Hill, who dares to bump the clear question, answers in a strange way.

"What can you say you crushed it with? Are you just going to be inactive? Until all those who were part of the murder club, the operators, and those in power connected to the operators, are brought to justice under the law?

"Oh... that was ambiguous"

To Yu's question, which was then bumped into, Kettle Hill spills a raging laugh. There was something wrong with the way I answered.

"The minimum condition is to shut down the activity. Of course, if you can, I'd like to bring it to justice, but I don't know if you see it that hard."

"I see. Okay. Ah."

Hearing the answer of the pot hill, Yu's policy also solidified.

That night, Yu called me at Ryujiro's.

"I need to talk to you about Mr. Kettle Hill"

"Yes, yes, what is it -"

While I generally wonder what the matter is, I'm glad you relied on yourself for once, and Ryujiro's smile spills.

'I don't care what happens to him, I think he'll be an enemy we can't overlook. Assuming Junko prepared it as an enemy, of course.'

"I guess so."

'But at this stage, I want to wake up with a clearly non-hostile stance. And instead of coming into contact with Mr. Kettle Hill in the future and getting information inside the homicide club from here, I wonder if you want to know as much as possible about what's going on over there?

"I was going to. But I told you not to talk about it in front of the other four, so you called the nail, right?

This is especially true of Akiichi and others, but there are certainly those in a mood near Kettle Hill.

'Yes. It's about Ryujiro, so I thought maybe it would be okay, but still, just in case. And I thought maybe Ryujiro was spotting out what I was thinking, but I still thought I'd put it out in my mouth and tell him clearly -'

"Thank you for taking the time."

There are many parts that are communicated without words and confirmation, but it is nevertheless important to put them out in your mouth and make sure they are properly checked, because they are similar to each other's thinking and the blood circle of your heads is good between them. If there is any discrepancy, it can be irrevocable.

"Did you also object to killing Mr. Kettle Hill, Fake?

There was one thing I didn't know, so I'll ask Ryujiro.

"That seems to be true."

In a swallowing tone, but Yu unequivocally affirmed.

When he heard that, there was a discrepancy early on, Ryujiro grinned bitterly.

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