The oldest memories of Dengin Masato Horse with a heart of matter. It was the ugly faces of adults, full of hate and jealousy, stripping out their desires.
Mother, father, grandfather, grandmother, aunt, aunt, uncle, uncle... countless relatives, and even people involved, face each other ugly.
Born into a family of famous houses and electric courtyards, who are the current owners of huge financial factions and have a great influence on all walks of life, although they grew up materially blessed, the mind of the political horse was thrown out into the cold darkness from a young age.
The horses were expected of the clan. At the age of four, he became a multilingual master of Japanese English, Spanish, Chinese and French perfectly, and at the age of five, he mastered programming and made three games of his own, which hit him hard. At the age of six, he was a genius who obtained two patents for inventions.
He was a political horse who was educated in English, but he was very dissatisfied with his situation. Above all, people in the family, including their parents, can't open their minds at all.
The people of the Dengin clan only maintain the upper face, the body, the body, the appearance, and the contents. Only that desire and self-assertion is twice as strong. In the eyes of the hypersensitive, prolific and, above all, hysterical horse, the ugliness was an intolerable substitute.
Political horses began to recognize such filthy people as different adults from themselves.
One day, my son-in-law's father abandoned the electric yards. And his original surname - he began to name the devil.
When my father abandoned the electric yards and tried to take the horses out, he did not disobey. At this point, he did not know the reason for his actions, but Zheng Ma was reviewing his father who turned his back on the electric yards.
However, his father lost his life in suspicious deaths, and several relatives, including his mother, came to pick him up. The soul dare to take on himself as a candidate for the family was easily seen by young political horses. Many people made sesame seeds on themselves, and Masao remembered the indescribable.
I doubt the horse.
When I grow up, will I become such a filthy creature?
Sometimes the ugliness of the clan was the starting point, but the horse thoroughly avoided the creature called an adult. Every time I realized that I would become a filthy adult, I felt sick.
And the horse realized. Tell me why my father took me out.
(But only my father lamented the fact that I was using it for my family. So I took the risk of separating myself from my family. That's why they killed me.
Many adults are filthy, distorted creatures that look blind to visible mistakes. It's an impure, filthy existence. But his father didn't pretend to see the mistake in front of him. I guess I couldn't ignore that my son was going to be used for family reasons.
(Is it an adult who gets dirty? If you don't turn away from your mistakes, it's adults who get killed. Then I choose not to grow up. [M] Find a way to keep it pure. And I will change the world itself. to create a completely pure world)
At the age of eight, Masao decided to do so and eventually founded an organization called Snowflake Society.
But a more important purpose than the lofty ideals that I imagined as a young man became a political horse. Well, that's...
The health room was full of students. Among them were Angelina and Kamimi. These two are the only ones injured.
Chaos Uncle Beruga and Hechman's transformed students are unconscious and laid on a mat on the floor.
"Ugh... I can't believe you brought me here again... Now I'm conscious."
The beauty of lying on the bed with her face wrapped in a bandage and placed on an ice sac is said with a dull face.
"You only showed up twice for Beluga and once for Hechman, right?
"Jap"
For now.
Angelina and Kamimi nodded to Junko's question.
"The last mummy boxer appeared three times, and this time, three times in total. Hmm... I wonder if this is a coincidence?
Junko puts his hand on his chin and becomes a thoughtful face.
"We know who our enemies are, so why don't we just go get them? Or are you sure what the enemy is after?
Ten nights is suggesting and asking.
"Ahahaha, I tried to clean it up during class."
After Akira said that and laughed, I told Junko, Kamimi and Angelina about the interaction with Masanoma during the previous class.
"One of them seems to be a tiger and a tiger. So the mastermind is like a Magic Horse, the leader of Snowflake Society."
Shaking adds.
"What the hell are they after? Make the game pop, summon the characters in the game and let them riot. I don't know what they're after."
And Kamimi.
"I wonder if Tsugumi is the target. I'm aiming for it, so I don't like to steal it."
"Hmm...."
Listening to Junko's words, Kamimi frowned.
I'll tell Tsugumi later.
"It seems like she's laughing 'Wow, Junko-san's after me' because of her."
Shaking and ten nights whisper to each other.
"So, Junko, why did you think the aim was Tsugumi?
"The value of her abilities is considerable, and it's a simple reason that she's the most likely target in this school. And the phenomenon Mi-chan just mentioned is a bit similar to Tsugumi's ability to create 77 wonders, right? I wonder if you're going to stimulate me by hitting someone with similar abilities and give me Tsugumi's abilities."
Asked by the shake, Junko answered.
"It certainly is similar, but there are people with the same kind of power as Mr. Cliffside at such convenience...."
Skeptical Kamimi.
"Instead, I found the same kind of power as my own people, so I might have focused on it. Well, I'm still guessing."
And Junko.
I'd like to check it out.
That being said, Junko noticed a fact.
"Is that it? Angelina's gone."
I noticed the shake and raised my voice.
"Angelina, no way...."
Above all, I had a clue where Angelina disappeared without saying anything.
"No, no, no, no. I can't believe that both of them will fail because of the intrusion of other students. That's funny. That's good."
Turn off the holographic display and smile satisfactorily.
The battle between Angelina and Uncle Beluga, as well as the battle between Kamimi and Uncle Beluga and Hechman, are Masaki and Masaki who were watching with hidden cameras. However, the battle between Angelina and Uncle Beluga was far away from the cameras.
By the way, Masaki doesn't watch the horses in real time. I was on my way to the bathroom, and I didn't feel like watching it while I was doing more. I came back from the bathroom and was reviewing the recording.
"I can't believe you fell bare-handed to someone who doesn't have the power of paranormal. No, I was using chairs and soccer balls, so I thought it was bare hands."
Masaki roared.
"There are a lot of kids who might get in the way. But that's a new candidate for Snowflake Society. I definitely want you to be beautiful too."
"They call me the back of the line and they're afraid. They say he's the heir to a powerful fist."
"I heard that, too. I heard that. All kinds of amazing rumors. When I was a baby, I was thrown into a volcano, and I crawled up, and I fought and won all the bad tournaments around the world at once, and in five minutes, I got pregnant and gave birth, and I slapped my baby in the punch."
"It must be a rumor of too much tailing. It's impossible."
It was then that Masaki smiled bitterly when he heard rumors about Masao's mouth.
Aaaaaaaahh!
Angelina rushed toward them with a fury. There are no more bruises on the face. The regenerative ability is working.
"Wow, did you know that dolphin came here? What do you mean?"
"You know what we're up to, and you're here to take us down.
While Masao and Masaki were talking, Angelina jumped up closer and closer to them, causing a drop kick. I was aiming for a political horse.
The horse leans lightly to the side. Angelina's dolphin body was smashed into the hallway.
Jap!
As soon as she stood up with a voice of anger, it was now Angelina who was beaten by Masaki, but it was lightly replaced again.
"What are you doing!?
There was a loud voice, and Angelina opened her mouth wide and stiffened.
"A fight? Angelina"
"Ja... p..."
Angelina looked at Tsuruga, a soccer advisor who appeared, and she was so horrified.
"If you have room to fight, why don't you burn it with soccer!
"Jab...."
Angelina, drank by Tsuruga, lowered her head and quickly retreated.
After Angelina left, Tsuruga's gaze turned towards Masaki and Masaki.
"So are you. If you're alive enough to fight, turn that power to soccer. Put it in the football club."
Tsuruga told me with a tone of voice.
Again. I don't like it. I'm sorry about the exercise department. "
"Baseball is more interesting than soccer. I like baseball. [M] You don't have to do it, you have to look at it."
"It's baseball... you... Listen to me. You think it's baseball? Phew... well..."
In response, Tsuruga's anger reached its climax, but he exhaled and calmed himself and left the scene.
"What was that? That."
I don't know.
While watching Tsuruga's back, Masaki frowned and Masao shrugged her shoulders.