When the four of us, Junko, True, Midori and Tired, were relaxing after dinner, the night wide show began and there came a familiar name and tellup.
"The Murder Club, spoken of by former Governor Taryan, who was shaken out in weekly magazines and on the Internet and died! It is a terrible rumor that some privileged class people who join this organization can kill people and play! Are the rumors true after all!? Tonight, we are approaching that truth!
Everyone who didn't watch TV or anything else has their gaze focused on nature and television.
"That biggest reason this group of crimes wasn't in the bright light is because the police are cooperating, he said. Those in power are putting pressure on the police, and they're putting people's lives at risk. At their earliest convenience, they went to the devilish act of sacrificing the lives of ordinary people!
"Finally... Is it even a TV wide show?"
Tired squeaks.
"Cut this guy to the skin, he's going to get gunned down. They beat me up."
I say strangely, Midori looks at Junko and shows her teeth and laughs.
"Currently, on the Internet, the names of people who think they belong to this murder club can also be exposed. Will it be true after all?
"While the exposed facts are exposed, don't you tell the boulders their names on TV?"
"It's not like I'm taking ura."
True and Junko said.
The show also touched on The Homicide Club Victims' Party. Besides, he put out a "Victims' Party and Members" terrop and was even flushed to the scene where he interviewed him under cover of his face.
Then we move on to interacting with the moderators and commentators.
'I can't believe this is real. True, the facts are stranger than the novel. "
'No, it looks like you're reading a comic book. I'm hard to believe, too. But as long as there's a backstreet, it could have happened. "
"At the time of the meeting, Governor Gu Min Hi-tang revealed that it was the murder club that killed your son, but Gu Min Ji-tang has committed suicide since then. I'm also suspected online that this is really suicide. He made it look like a suicide, and I thought he was killed. '
'Is it powerful enough for even the governor to be killed? It's like some noisy country where even the president gets killed.'
'I can't forgive you for turning it down. Those in some privileged classes are playing and taking innocent ordinary citizens' lives. There's no way you can overlook such evil. '
"Besides, even the police, who are supposed to protect citizens, say," I didn't know you were protecting a murder club. "
The most face-to-face moderators and commentators stir it up.
"When they say privileged classes or something, it sounds like the rich and powerful are dying for their lives, don't sound like that. That would be about a formalin-pickled president. They've been left alone forever."
True to say in a flattering way.
"In fact, you're a member of a murder club and you have more common people, right? It's a good place for a pure sister to provide dreams, pleasure and power to ordinary people from day to day."
"Eh heh, not so much"
Midori praises, Junko laughs and cheeks lightly.
"The price can be life, but still much better than a formalin-pickled president, I don't think."
"Ooh, I can't believe True you praised me face to face. Oh, I'm already vulnerable to this kind of thing. It lights up."
"I have no intention of complimenting you."
He was a pure child who was more overjoyed than when Midori praised him, but he was struck with a truly cold word, and shrugged.
"Let's see how the internet reacts."
Midori opened the holographic display with pleasure.
"When I got my name on a weekly magazine, I thought this magazine had fallen short of just a city legend, but I didn't expect it to get grand coverage on TV."
"Me, I'm in a position to see backstreet related websites, but I've been accepted as a homicide club for a long time on the backstreet."
"You were through when the governor was exposing you, but why are you getting all the press this time?"
"It would be laughable if the police protecting the citizens would help kill the citizens or if they were serious"
"How can a man of power enough to manipulate the police not contain television? It's crazy from there. '
"There's also the case of Junko Yukioka, and perfectly regulating the press doesn't that mean it's impossible?"
True and tired watched TV as it was, but Junko and Midori were browsing the internet.
"Jun Sister, don't you always have to confront yourself by doing a selfie online?"
"I'll leave it all to Yu this time. If I do anything before you ask, it could get in the way. Originally, Mr. Kettlehill was the man I prepared to make enemies of the murder club."
To Midori, who stirred him, Junko told him with a gentle smile.
"Don't remind me of Luciferin Dust."
And, true.
"I don't trust people who do justice to their voices. Whether it's Luciferin Dust or this murder club anti..."
I say it in a face where tiredness seems unpleasant. In fact, I know the murder club is evil, but the press is using that evil to do business, and the common people only get tired of it when they enjoy talking about it.
"The race of those hands is largely the pattern of what you do. It stirs up the vernacular, it stirs up justice and righteousness, and it stirs up the people to move them as numbers. I've seen it many times with human history."
Though Junko says, a man named Mihei Kettle Hill, the mastermind of the matter, sees himself as a different type than that. But even if the pot hills are different, the pattern of the other stirrers goes hand in hand.
"Because it is established as a pattern to create, the pattern of collapse - until the pattern of collapse, is largely determined together. There are countless weaknesses. It is also a weakness that we do not realize that we are a pattern. It is also a weakness not to realize how to be collapsed. It is also a weakness not to admit that there are weaknesses. Even though there have been plenty of examples of failures in the past, it is also a weakness not to try to see through, rather than learn at all. Well... I wonder if Yu and the others will notice there."
He was a pure child who seemed to speak with pleasure, but the truth is that he is not willing to underestimate this enemy. Those who use resentment as a driving force and do justice. In terms of being able to keep public opinion on your side from the start, Luciferin Dust and 'Sea Chihuahua' are so strong that they are not comparable. Whoever sees it, the schematics of the victim and the perpetrator are established. I know which is better and which is worse.
"The pen is dirtier than the sword. But Kettle Hill gave his name."
I groaned in disgust and then truly saw the name of the representative of the Victim Survivors' Association on the internet.
(How can you pierce your evil with faith against an absolute majority of good?
I really didn't understand that Junko was letting the spare wind. Known so far by the public, and treated and beaten as absolute evil, the fate of the murder club, because it seems like the earliest wind headlights.
This hasn't happened. There's no way the police are protecting the murder club. The powerful will not be able to ignore it either. Japan is a democracy, even if it is an ostensibly haribote. Shaking that ground is really inconvenient for the real rulers of this country. I can really see that.
(He originally said he planned to end the murder club, but that was by the hands of Snow Oka. I would never admit that Yukioka would end up with someone in this way. Even if I was going to finish it, I'd leave it and then finish it. That's what this guy is. But...... what are you going to do?
The bell rings when the truth thinks that far.
The visitor was a dog keeper. Passed to the living room, not the reception room.
"I'm sorry about the night. So, can I ask you to give me a little favor or can I give you a ride?
"Go ahead."
It's not a phone call, and I guess it's hard for everyone to ask for it because they've come all the way to visit. Perhaps you also expect Midori's defense and Midori's push on the spot.
"Will Junko keep an eye on the murder club victim as long as he can, or at best thoroughly support him? The solution is... I want you to do it nicely"
However, the difficult request of the dog breeders was fundamentally different in direction from what the four pure children had assumed.
"Just a fight with the formalin-pickled president. Well, it looked like indigestion. It's a really good opportunity for Yu that such a joke has appeared."
"Can you leave it to me? In a way, he's a much worse opponent than a formalin-pickled president. It's not something we can solve with violence."
Truth pinches my mouth. A group of righteousness and resentment are the enemies: the survivors of the victims. From the true eyes, I feel that the loads may be heavy on the good guys.
Junko was also a sign of leaving it to Yu, but this only seems to me to be someone on a scale that Junko should work on, not Yu.
"I know. That's why I'm here. It's good because you're a nasty opponent. I have anxiety. I want to show Koji up close so Yu can fight them. I thought it might have a good effect on him."
"Without having to tell the dog owner, Yu named me after herself. We'll figure it out ourselves."
To the words of Junko, the dog owner opened his mouth with a pocan and was surprised, then he raised his voice and laughed.
"Dog breeder, I can't believe you poured that much love on a girl other than Midori, you jealous tu"
"I was just on Candoville's side, and I thought I'd see Midori's face, so I stopped by."
The dog owner said as he cared about the gaze of the other three, joking and clutching to the dog owner's feet.