Even when it was empty overnight, Shufu remained satisfied with the five bodies. Although Junko has listened to Shufu's wishes, he has not shown signs of using them as research material for any reason.
I really couldn't measure what Junko was thinking then. Shufu's desire is revenge for the Moon. But at the beginning and end of the Moon, it is truly a given role. How does Junko deal with Shufu in the circumstances that it is subjected to?
"I'm talking about Kato, so I'm sure he'll put sweeping vacation personnel in for the True Crusade."
In the living room of the institute, Junko told him in front of Shufu and True.
"No matter how true you are, the killers of the sweeping vacation will get rough once and for all, so I held them back to keep them from doing that."
"What kind of restraint?
"Um? I don't know ~? I left when True you were about to lose. I wasn't just trying to help True, I was aiming for the effect of holding back the other boss."
True is convinced by the words to Junko.
"With that in mind, I told you then that you were only an assassin without interference, right? But didn't you feel any contradiction in that word? At the time I was out there, I was already interfering. I think Kato is definitely aware of that. Even though True is the only assassin in my mouth, I told him that if I created a situation where True is openly at a disadvantage, I would go out and prevent it too."
"So you're saying that each and every one of you will come here with a respectful Thai man?
"Though there may be some teasing between the two of us. I don't think there's more than three of them."
"I hope so."
Regardless of whether the enemy is in the miscellaneous class, I truly admit that any amount of bones I break will be dealt with at least three faces of a good sweeping vacation that each person sees as more than a first-rate killer.
No, it's not where the bones break. Fairly bad minutes immediately alter the perception. In fact, I was dying in the battle last night.
"If you're anxious, I think you should put the mouse in. Because of this, some people are willing to take revenge on a sweeping vacation."
Junko sends his gaze to Shufu and says: I really look at my husband.
"Oh, and about me, why must you use it? He's the only one who can't forgive a good moon. I want to take revenge with my hands."
A regular husband who tries to convey his feelings in a desperate shape.
"Did they happen to kill the street dweller they were hiring in the organization? Well, that's a strange way to put it. If you're hired by a backstreet organization, no matter what kind of work you do, it's a backstreet resident, and it's not weird if you're even in a fight."
"Chi, chi, no! That's not it!
To true things, Shufu turns his face bright red and returns the words.
"They don't think it's all bad! Some people have tried to help me about Ai. But, but, but, Mutsuki, he didn't do anything wrong. He killed Ai. You didn't have to kill him, but you killed him for fun! So I'll never forgive you! Me, me, me, me, I have to punish you! No, no, no!
"Revenge is stupid."
Tell your desperately complaining brother-in-law that the truth is in a quiet voice.
"Does that love and they want you to run for revenge for yourself? What's the other way around?
"Ugh... well, that's..."
Mouthfeel, thought-provoking Shufu. Truth is, many people have ever seen people volunteer for the experimental bench by visiting the Yukooka Institute for revenge purposes.
I have the pride of knowing more about the feelings of the avengers than anyone else, but after continuing to look at the vain thoughts and ends of those avengers, my feelings of denial only came to a boil.
(It's useless to say. I can't help but take vengeance, not for the murdered, but for the whispers of his wrath place, or - the bullying in me)
In any case, it is only for my own sake, such as revenge. I truly don't think it's anything other than what I want.
"No... no, no, no. I knew I couldn't allow him to be left alone. I can't stay doing nothing. Even if Ai pities you, I can't forgive him."
Shufu with a painful look with his head.
(What a pure neighborhood to seriously bother with my words. Same around here as him)
True driven by nostalgic thoughts, remembering my old friend.
"Snow Oka, give this guy some time to think."
"Fine, but what's wrong? Makoto."
Junko is surprised at the truth, which is subtly strange. There are a lot of truths to put on the shoulders of experimental bench applicants, but even so, they looked more emotional than usual to Junko.
"It doesn't matter. Don't pry."
"Mm-hmm. Okay. So, Shufu, think about it for a second."
In the form of following the true word as it is, Junko smiles and tells Shufu.
"I'm sure giving you time won't change your mind,"
To true things like whether he told Junko or Shunko, or pointed at both, or nursed him as he looked up at the void, Shunko groaned small, and Junko rounded his eyes.
"Shufu, think about it because you don't have to change. But after thinking about it, I need you to come to a conclusion."
"Wow, okay."
When his husband nodded when he felt nervous for some reason, his true phone would arrive.
"What?"
The opponent was a freelance informant who was truly gracious, and besides that, Yunzuka Apricot, who had a close relationship.
"Last night, Junko Suzuoka called me thinking that we were walking around the city, although we were talking about it on a backstreet related site, I really didn't know, so I thought if I didn't, that would be the call for the report. Bye. '
Speaking unilaterally in a voice filled with irony and anger, Apricot hung up.
Truth exhales and sends an obvious resentment gaze at Junko as he puts his phone away. Junko didn't know why he was being looked at like that, and he had a confused look on his face.
Takuya George and Manami Morita were classmates and lovers attending the same private secondary school.
In junior high school, the two get involved in an accident while on a date. It was during a cruise on a whale watching tour off the coast of Japan, hosted by the world's largest environmental protection organization, Grimm Penis, that a ship was hit by an explosion.
A tragedy that caused a large number of casualties. Takuya was only mildly ill, but Manami fell into the weight. I even had cardiopulmonary arrest once.
It was Manami, who gained his whole life in nine deaths, but the real tragedy began there. In the blood transfused to Manami, a vampire virus was mixed with sea chihuahuas scattered all over the world.
Manami and Takuya moaned at the fact, but there were more than two who reacted hysterically. A deputy, Manami's father. I feared that my daughter's suffering from such a disease would result in a scandal.
A father who sprinkles wild, freshly discharged daughters. No mother could be counted on not even trying to shelter her daughter just because she was obedient to her father, and Manami couldn't bear to call Takuya for help and ask her to come to her home.
When Zhuoya got to Manami's house, an ugly obese red-faced man with a horizontal width like a barrel, unlike Manami, was beating Manami, who had just been discharged, in the shape of anger, with a thick ashtray that looked expensive. Manami is bloody crying.
"Humph! You're not my daughter! I'm sending you to the quarantine facility! Don't come out of there for the rest of your life! I don't know if I'm gonna get in my way because I can't do anything like you! For the rest of my life, don't show up before me!
A statement that doesn't seem like a real father.
What the hell did Manami do wrong? Without trying to protect his own daughter, who was in the position of a pure victim, Zhuoya couldn't help but remember her anger at her decency - her father, who cared only about her privacy and kept hitting the other way around, but at the age of fourteen, she couldn't help but remember her fear at the great man who showed her how to go backwards, which was also close to madness.
"Please don't! Manami is nothing wrong! Why do I have to hit Manami!
But Takuya swept away the fear, and went between Manami and his father, spreading her hands and screaming as she posed to cover Manami.
"Humph! You! I'm listening to you! This is what happened because of you taking out our failures! Oh, my God, this guy always gets in my way! Success!
Takuya's behavior was in turn the result of oiling the fire. Manami's father also beat up Takuya in an ashtray.
There was also a slight addition and subtraction to Manami's opponents, but there is no such thing for Takuya. Waving down without adding or subtracting at all, the bones of Takuya's arms covering his head clasp.
Occasionally he blurred his head and face, and made bruises on his face, and blood blew out of his head. Zhuoya was desperately enduring the pain while closing her eyes and eating up her teeth. I was going to protect Manami while I endured.
Unexpectedly, the sound of striking Takuya with an ashtray stopped. Instead another sound sounded over and over again.
When Takuya opened her eyes, Manami, who at some point turned behind her father, squeezed the blood-stained golf club and looked down at the blood build-up as she cried.
Manami's father's body was cramped from collapsing to the front.
From the head, many times more severe bleeding than Takuya or Manami. The head was so crushed that it barely fastened the prototype that blood, brain and skull fragments were scattered all over the room.
It is the result of Manami waving a golf club full of strength, vampired and gaining many times more power than humans.
"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?
Manami asks Takuya with a smile in tears. He had a bloody, tearful smile.
"Me, I know what I just did... but I don't think I did anything wrong at all? 'Cause you do, don't you? You didn't actually do anything wrong, did you? Isn't it? I'm not bad, am I?
"Oh, I didn't do anything wrong..."
To Manami, who asks with a vain voice and tone, Takuya, who is similarly facially bloody, answers that without putting her hair down. Takuya was laughing, too.
"You think so, don't you? But it's strange? I'm afraid the police are going to catch me for something bad.
Manami was not willing to atone for his sins. I seriously thought that Takuya was innocent of Manami. I just imagine that she would be handcuffed to that hand for something like this and sent to jail, and I was going to freak out.
Zhuoya thought the only way to save Manami was through the backstreet organization, and the destination was a sweeping vacation. If it was a killer organization, it also calculated that it would harness Manami's human detached power.
Many fall in the back streets to escape a murderer serving his sentence. However, it is not a simple matter of falling into the back streets and escaping sin. Only if a person is admitted to an organisation that is engaged in the business of extinguishing civil registries and sins, or if a person with strong powers in the back street acts as guarantor.
The two desperately encouraged combat training under Kato and became killers.
"When I get home, Liu Weisan and I will go to the end of Makoto Aizawa."
After work, on his way back to Euthanasia City by train, Manami tells him by dropping his eyes on a mini-size projected display.
"I didn't know we'd be turning again. Personally, I was nagging to avenge my hero, just fine."
Riding out just in front of his torso with his hands grabbed by the suspender, he looked down at Manami sitting in his chair and Takuya smiled.
"I don't think Mutsuki was alone. Heroes have been hit, and you're the most powerful enemy I've ever had."
Manami looks up to Takuya with an anxious look.
"Though it's a threesome, there won't be any coverage over here without sacrifice. But that's always the same thing."
"I'll have to get some extra luxury later on in the Moon."
Don't worry, I'll protect Manami.
"Not the other way around? I'm stronger than you, though?
That's how Manami spills a smile, too.
"If I were to go, would it be tomorrow?
"Yeah. It'll be pretty late to get home tonight, it's unlikely that Aizawa is walking away doing well, and I'll have the informer check out Aizawa's move tomorrow, and he'll do it in good shape."
"Copy that. I'll text the boss that too."
Manami nodded and retrieved his shitty fingertip phone again.