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We chatted soothingly, and the pleasant afternoon of the Dark Sabbath ended, all on their way home.

We also talked about going out with everyone next time, but there were too many candidates up there to decide where they were going. Pepe replied that it was left to Pepe's discretion, so he thought about it for a while and decided.

Pepe stands alone, in front of the window, staring at the sunset he sees from the window as he opens the window and sneezes his hair in the wind.

If the fun moments continue now, no one will suffer from heart disease or anything. Immerse yourself in joy that you should have been able to provide the place and time.

There used to be a time when Pepe was sloppy. Think about that, thinking that if I had brought myself to this place now at that time, my painful thoughts would have eased as well.

By analogy, it's like a demon. It boils in my heart and drags me into the vortex of negative thoughts. At least Pepe always had that image.

To fight that suffering, Pepe couldn't even get forgiveness around him for treating him with a dream band. The world told me it was bad for me to do that, and they didn't understand me at all. He was blamed for being sweet and scattered. And Pepe got worse and worse.

Take the dream band, Pepe thinks. I was wondering if they could make an experience software that would taste the pain and sweetness. If you can, you can make your experience mandatory in a dreamband as a child. That way, the guy who speaks heartless dialogue disappears, and when he can be a little more gentle society, he fantasizes about that.

There are too many people in the world who should disappear. Cold people who don't know or even try to understand the pain of others. A selfish, annoying person. Hurt people. Giving is the beginning and end of some people feed on people for their own desires.

(As long as we're all close - we all go through our minds, we respect each other, and if we can - if harmony is preserved, we know that's the best thing, but we can't...)

Whimpering in his heart, Pepe grips the frame of the window and puts his strength in his hand.

Second, Pepe thinks. So what about in this dark resting place? The residents of the back streets are joyfully interacting and calming their hearts. That's for sure. But are we really putting our minds together properly?

No - and Pepe asked himself instantly. He said no. That area has not been reached.

(We're all still exploring and just getting along on the upper edge. Still, for once, it functions properly as a resting place for my mind, but it's still far from my ideal...... Or maybe not)

Pepe away from the window and heading to the bathroom.

Every time I go into the bathroom - no, I just stopped by the bathroom, and Pepe is conscious. Talk about a bloody ghost going out to the bathroom.

When I opened the bathroom door, it was there. With pitiful eyes, a bloody young man stares at Pepe.

Pepe smiles intimately and reaches out. The young man smiled for a moment and then disappeared looking lonely.

Rumor has it, toilet ghost. Pepe knows who it is.

"Yes... lies and secrets are harsh... Only one person knows..."

He muttered in his voice, and Pepe pulled in his extended hand.

After leaving the Dark Sabbath, Yuma joined the Cypress Plains sisters into Tasmania Devil, a bar specializing in back streets within Kandoville. It's only evening, so people are sparse.

It is also a long yuma there to hang out with Huako and True Vegetables. It's been over a year. From Yuma's point of view, there were parts of Huako that were a little bad, but they still put their faith in each other

"All the new people are connected to Junko Yukioka."

True vegetables say. In front of one Yuma, no true vegetables use salutations either. Even outside the resting area, Yuma and the Cypress Plains were quite interactive and in a broken pattern.

"Much of that, Junko Yukioka's mouse - I know it's an experimental bench, but Junko Yukioka doesn't seem like the very bad guy you're talking about. He also seems admired for being a mouse or a friend, and he brings a bunch of people he knows to the safe house to take care of him."

"That's what I thought too"

Yuma agrees with the words of true vegetables. I was surprised by that gap because Junko Suzuoka's reputation on the back street is a substitute for like the righting of madness, the incarnation of evil.

"I was surprised Yuma was talking to Mika intimately. Because you looked like a bad type of Yuma."

Huako says.

"I wasn't good at first. But unlike what I thought, he seemed like a good guy."

Yuma laughs bitterly. Aside from being bad, it's embarrassing now that I had a hell of a bad image with preconceptions. When I first saw Mika in the resting room, she said it was enough to overflow the chest with dos black things.

"Junko Suzuoka was different than I imagined, but I have a little suspicion. What's with the red cat? Is that what she brought in?"

"It's..."

Yuma was surprised by the words uttered by Huako, who looked severely distressed at no time.

"It's also acting like a good person, and all the other members are setups. Can't Yuma think about the possibility that the Dark Sabbath might be turned into an experimental site?

I knew that Huako was doubly suspicious, but Yuma was surprised if this was too much to think about.

"I think I'm thinking too much, but I can't even deny all of Huako's thoughts. It's a possibility."

True vegetables say and carry the glass to your mouth.

"It's just... you know, I think the intensity of Huako's assumptions, itself, is dangerous. This kid, once you think about it, you keep sticking to that idea, because even if I say it, you won't listen."

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This was not a joke, it was true. True vegetables also do not fully control Huako. I'm burning my hands at the strength of that assumption.

"So listen to me half the time. I will."

"Mmm..."

In the words of true vegetables, Huako puffs his cheeks uncomfortably. I was Yuma who thought the trick was a little cute.

Meizu and Matsumoto were each in the same room in the room where Makoto Hae and Katsumi Yagawa were housed at the Euthanasia Police Station detention center, and spent a long time together.

Countless cameras are set up in the room to reflect the respective eye parts of Makoto and Seung-mi. He tells them to keep their eyes off the camera as long as possible.

He also told the two of them that it was a procedure to see eye changes and that it was necessary to prove innocence. I also teach you everything about the Red Cat.

Makoto Umezu is in the same room as Makoto and Katsumi. The role of the two detectives is like a hoax. to be attacked when the red cat expresses itself. Alternatively, a red cat may not express itself without a target to attack, and even if it does, it cannot prove that there is no one to hit. To be attacked, they're in the same room.

(Uh, I'm free... Ma, I guess I'm free over there. I'm just staring at the camera, it's going to be tough)

I take it to the wall of the room and sit, Matsumoto thinks. Shortly thereafter...

(Oh, you're here?

I felt a clear killing spirit and wondered if I would finally be free from this assignment, Matsumoto accidentally spilled a grin.

Seeing Seung Mi, who was in the same room, he is slowly getting up and turning to Matsumoto to kill. Matsumoto looks into Katsumi's eyes. I do have widened pupils.

"Ooh, it gets really black. But you don't know unless you take a good look. If I were an outsider, I'd know more clearly..."

On the way to whining, Seung-mi jumped at me.

Matsumoto takes Katsumi's wrist at his leisure and turns around behind him, holding him back lightly.

"Expressed -. I'll see how it goes for a while."

Take Katsumi's hand and lay down on the floor, Matsumoto reports.

"Detective... I, the Red Cat..."

"Oh, back to normal? Let me see your eyes for a second."

Seung-mi opened her mouth and Matsumoto let go of her hand, anticipating that Seung-mi's eyes were normal.

There comes Umezu and about three other police officers.

"Any eye changes?

"You had it. My pupils were spreading."

"I even put it in the camera."

Matsumoto and other police officers answered Umezu's query, respectively.

"Just once, it's hard to prove by yourself... I need the same thing to happen a few more times. And above all, to not catch the killer."

"What!? Do you still want to do it? It's hard to be alone in that room all the time again..."

Matsumoto complains about Umezu's words.

"To help innocent people, huh? Besides, you've been robbed of your precious family and even charged with killing them, right?

"Yes...... Excuse me."

Matsumoto apologized after being stunned by Umezu

Kurumi American madness and evil completed their escape to Pharmaceutical Buddha City.

It may be an overly cautious behavior, but I was caught lightly before if I was alarmed. This time I will never be a jerk. I need to move on my nerves by the time I'm pathological. I also thought about fleeing the country, but I'm not sure I can do it outside of Japan on the boulder.

If you want to be mindful, you can work with someone and not try to make things happen, but you can do it on your own, and if you can, you need the presence of a collaborator to achieve what you want.

This time there was a betrayal of the collaborators. He just used himself unilaterally and didn't contact me at all.

Both her purpose and her own should have been consistent in the end. Why didn't you help yourself when...

I don't care why anymore. It's abominable just to recall.

Moving in and re-compartmentalizing is a huge hassle, but it's better than getting caught again. Kurumi vowed firmly that he would surely return this debt.

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