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Another day passed. This was the fourth day since the Homicide Club hunt for the President pickled in formalin began.

The first day was a state of fierce fighting, but there was not much engagement on the second day, and on the third day, at least only in the morning, there is zero engagement. The President's side, pickled in formalin, has been unable to locate the members of the murder club who have hidden themselves.

Junko calls me. The opponent is Akino Kaori. I expected it to be time, and I predicted any business.

"I have a suggestion."

"Here it comes. That's a completely unexpected move. haha."

In the first voice of incense on the phone, Junko makes a tear.

"You want to settle for some kind of death-game format, because this one's standing up and it's not revealing, right?

"Still Predicted"

Beyond the phone, I could hear incense sighing heavily.

"We're in a good position, and if you're going to accept all the terms that we're offering, you can ask."

'Then let's start by stating the content of the game here. "Drum Can Kick," okay? Of course, we'll have all the members of the murder club join us.'

Kaori receives a timed game name, Junko conceives for a few seconds.

The president pickled in formalin also conducts death game entertainment. There are numerous classic death games, which are an important source of funding for the organization.

"Or so. I think" Lending Competition "would be better."

'There are too many people to compete in lending. This one can only be replenished by external soldiers, and it is difficult to provide sacrifices in the first place. It's going to be about who puts it out'

"That's the cruellest game of presidential death-games pickled with formalin,"

"I devised that game as an admirable disobedient boss. I don't know if Junko would like it, like the idea power of our boss."

"I don't know your boss at all, but he seems pretty amazing, so I'm interested."

Hearing Junko's dialogue, Incense pushes silence. Kaori only meets with the boss of the organization to which she belongs a few times, so she doesn't know much about the boss, but she wonders how the boss would fight Junko.

"So, on condition, you can publish it on the back street, but everything that comes in is mine. That's zero income."

"I didn't expect you to make such a greedy request."

He is a pure son who has always had a fair deal with regard to monetary relations, but on this condition, he was incensed to eat.

"But if you win the game, you can keep the organization in good standing, right? It was for the Ments that I started a fight with the murder club in the first place."

"Sometimes to crush disturbing commercial enemies. What we want is the obliteration of the murder club itself. Kill no one left, erase them from the world. And let the backstreet know the fact that you turned it off '

Junko also planned to fold up the murder club soon, but decides not to teach Incense that.

"And one more thing. Participants should be allowed to use the internet and phone."

'That's... if we do that, players will be able to grasp the place between themselves and the fun of the game will diminish... Put a few cameras in the game's location and stream the game online on live broadcast. Participants can naturally see it, so they can check out unseen places, and overshadow traditional game content from the ground up'

The request for permission to view the internet and call was quite unacceptable.

"That's better. He said it would be more interesting to work side by side."

There was a certain prospect hidden in this demand of Junko.

'If so… the venue is a place of spread, so that everything cannot be covered by the camera'

The compromise came back largely as expected, and Junko chuckles.

"That's fine."

More places can't be covered by the camera, which means that where the camera doesn't show up, it violates the rules of the game - which means it's easier to cheat. And Junko is anticipating that there's no way the president pickled in formalin hasn't cheated.

"If this one wins - I'll have the surviving Homicide Club members promise not to do anything about it in the future, okay?

"Okay."

"Oh, one more condition, okay? It's nice to meet you and me."

"It's..."

Incense to be extinguished. It's even more unacceptable.

"If you don't like it, you won't take it, will you? I mean, that's where you don't cloud your words. I'm giving you a chance to kill us, okay? Or are we both that scared? You think the two of us are gonna turn the game upside down?

To the teasing Junko, incense can't say anything back. I want to refuse, but I'm not in a position to refuse.

'Okay. Any other troublesome terms?

"Haha, it's funny, I'll say it again when I think of it"

Junko hung up, laughing back at the fragrance of utmost sarcasm.

Euthanasia Police Station Detention Unit.

Detention facilities reserved for those in the back streets are quite tightly guarded. But the policemen on duty were seriously wounded, and the man escaped with dignity.

"This isn't running away. Breaking through. Breaking through police custody."

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Turning to the cops stretching out on the floor, Ondrei Masalik said he told them so in Japanese and left the detention center behind.

The policemen have done enough to help. Against those who intend to kill themselves and on the job, Ondrei is merciless, but decides otherwise never to kill people.

"This is not an escape. Tactics to win sooner or later! If you win one last time, that's it!

With a delightful smile on his face when he left the police station, Ondrei exclaimed.

Shikishizaburo, Sasaki Bear, Kaori and three top executives of the formalin-pickled president were gathered in the same room to discuss a settlement battle with the murder club.

"The story of settling in a death game was announced on the Murder Club hunting site. It will soon spread all over the back streets."

Incense reports.

"Can you win..."

Three days of battle didn't work out so well, Shiraishi Sanro leaks a suspicious voice.

"Absolutely win, etc., and such a certainty, it can't be. You should also assume what happened when you lost."

Pale incense says.

"Rather, I even think I should be defeated"

To that statement of the ancient Sendai executives, Kaori and Shikishizaburo look at Sakuma as surprised.

"What? Why?

Shiraishi Sanro asks in surprise.

"Among the top executives, there are still collaborators with Junko Yukioka. Or those who disagree with her."

Sakuma said.

"We can also unite the will of the top executives and move to wipe out Junko Yukioka himself with all our might throughout the organization of a formalin-pickled president by keeping a thorough loss here and hunting down our organization further. That's my picture, and it's the biggest ideal development."

Incense seemed to disagree with the idea of a satyr bear speaking with a smile.

"Aren't we doing everything we can now?

"With only you and my three top executives in motion, can you say full force, etc? I wouldn't be able to tell you. Moreover, the aim is the destruction of the murder club created by Yukioka. It's not the annihilation of Snow Oka."

Kaori, not Sakuma, answers Shirakashi Sanro, who speaks of a misunderstanding.

"I honestly hope I don't take you in that direction. Where we are united, there is no guarantee that we can defeat Snow Oka, but there will be enormous damage here because it is visible. Besides, to the extent that I lost this time, I can't unify the will of the top executives. Even I'm skeptical, and I want to avoid the showdown itself."

"Well... a little too much idealism. If you ask me, it sure is."

"I will focus on winning the battle for the moment"

With the objection of incense, the bears exhale as if they had given up.

"I wish I had a boss at least...... It's a completely different story."

Sakura squeaks. Incense knows that Sakama bears have tremendous trust and awe in her missing boss.

(I don't know if I'll ever be obsessed with a boss who throws out an organization just because I'm tired of it)

Hearing the stupidity of Sasaki Bear, Xiang remembered that although she thought so, she had once obsessed herself with a lot of things, and felt embarrassed.

The firmness of the formalin-pickled president and the homicide club was settled in a death-game led by the formalin-pickled president, and the announcement of the contents of the game was made and spread among residents of the back street. Anonymous bulletin boards and SNS, where only residents of the back street are seen, show excitement on the subject.

"Drum can kick, by the way"

"It takes time, so it's a troublesome game for you to look at honestly"

'I like it. It's really fun as a group game. There are fewer and fewer participants surviving. "

"If this game, the formalin-pickled president, is serious about killing him, he won't win the murder club, will he?

"I'm sure it will start after specifying the force in advance and there is an agreement with Junko Yukioka. Otherwise, it's not fun to see '

All of these sites are memberships and the residents on the front street can't see them, but once the pot hills can, they also showed the rice crackles and justice that came to the regular meetings.

"There was also a circular for those in the murder club. All members of the murder club are forced to participate. If you disobey, it means you're wanted for murder."

Reisuzume reported.

"I got a call from the truth. He's joining the homicide club faction with owner Junko Yukioka."

Kettle Hill, which I didn't think was particularly important, but which I will report once and for all.

"While they're concerned about the battle with the formalin-pickled president, let's keep this one steady. Truth and lyszme become part of it, so justice asks for my help"

"Oh."

Kettle Hill asked me, and justice snorted. I don't know exactly what kind of help I can give, but I was a little excited to come here and just talk all the time, out of justice I didn't do anything specifically, because I can finally act.

"It's about a day before I'm invited to participate, so I can help you with anything but that day."

"Okay, please."

A pot hill nodded at the offering rice knob.

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