The next morning on the way to school. As usual, the two of them went to school together at night.
"Yesterday, after school, Angelina and her backroom fought the Phantom."
"I heard. I heard. The back guard was half blown off, but he regenerated in a good mood."
"Yabae, the back of the boulder."
Walking close to the school gate, the two of them hear the conversation the students are having.
"I wonder how they're doing today."
When I hear other students mention the topic, I touch the topic for ten nights.
"It's a development where enemy characters that appear in the table talk RPG become reality again. Junko knows how it works."
The shaking stopped his words on the way. I was surprised to see the students entering the school gate.
Aizawa senpai
Cheers and waves. True stops the legs.
"You're here. Junko called you?
"That's what it is. I didn't expect to see you again...."
Though it was truly faceless, the aura that seemed disgusting was evident from the shaking of the tenth night.
"Hey, Senpai Aizawa is here..."
"It's an emergency that Aizawa was also summoned."
"This school with backstreet support"
Students who have come to school are really paying attention and whispering to each other.
"Ah, Aizawa came too. Long time no see."
Kamimi comes to school and calls out. Angelina didn't go to school together because she went to school early in the morning.
"I heard it was tough yesterday, but you look fine."
"Yeah, I broke two of my teeth, but Junko-san put them back in place right away."
Truly cared for, Kamimi smiles and pulls her lips with her fingers, showing her well-lined teeth.
"I was a little worried when I heard that the face evaporated two-thirds and the neck bones broke and the ribs stabbed my heart."
"You're going to die... I mean, it's such a triple fatal wound, and you're only a little worried about it?
I don't know if it's true or serious, and Kamimi smiles bitterly.
"Oh, there's Senpai Aizawa. Cheese!"
This time, Tsugumi came and called out. Today is a girl's version. As usual, the house attends school with a spika in the same direction in the same press department.
"Tsugumi, I need to talk to you for a second. Ah, I heard from Aizawa-sensei."
Shaking shouted and told me everything that happened at school after school yesterday.
"Yesterday, I came home early, but then I found out in an email that there was another strange phenomenon."
And Tsugumi.
"Thank you. The man who's causing this strange phenomenon is aiming for something like a tsugumi."
Ten nights went by without saying.
"I fought yesterday. With the boy who seems to be the killer. Kenrii-kun and the wardens got hurt."
Tsugumi makes a report. I've never heard of anyone on the spot.
I wish you'd report that to me as well.
"It's apples, my family."
I was pointed out by the shaker and apologized with a smile.
"Which one of these?
Ten nights project a holographic display to list the faces of members of the Snowflake Society. Not only the tsugumi, but also the true and superior beauty.
"Ah, this student... It's that student."
After I raised my voice pointing to the thumbnail of Masaki's face, Tsugumi's face suddenly clouded. Because I saw the thumbnail of Akane's face.
"There's also Qian-chan... What kind of list is this?
A little anxious to ask Tsugumi.
"Do you know anyone?
The truth asks.
"Yeah, I'm a friend. Um..."
Tsugumi talked about the relationship between a student named Akashima Kijima and herself, and how she came to Anrakuni.
"No way...."
"Yeah, I don't think so. Perhaps the important location of Akashima Kijima..."
It was then that the shock and shake were discussed. Masaki just arrived there.
Is it a woman today? And you're a classmate of the horse. "
Masaki looked alternately at Tsugumi and Ten Nights and shouted.
"Is it your ability to transform students?
True approaches before Masaki and asks.
"The theory that Yukioka is giving some kind of effect by possessing spirits, but it's a unique mechanism."
"Do you know how far that goes? Driftstone is a famous mad scientist. But not exactly spirits. It is called a virtual spirit among the Death Spirit Magicians. Or a pseudo-spirit. Create a pseudo-spiritual body using a remnant mindful body without a soul. And possess it in response to the choice of games I made. It is an application of the technique of making urban legends a reality. Yes, I actually made that game. With possession as the core, the image left in the residual thought and my image embodying technique are activated."
After being truly pointed out, Masaki flatly rose his abilities and then looked at Tsugumi.
"I mean, yes. I mean, I have the same power as a cliff tiger. However, I'm only a magician, and I can't let myself or my soul dwell in my image. Or rather, I believe that ego equals soul."
From the perspective of looking at Masaki's narrative and Tsugumi, it can be seen that Masaki has something like a rival consciousness in Tsugumi.
"Subjects are randomly selected by the ongoing selection of games I have tricked. Up to three people possess it. Besides, I can't do it at the same time. Transform into possession one by one. As you know, possession transformation can be solved after taking some damage. Originally, it is a system of possession according to the words that the virtual spirit reacts to in words. Actually, it doesn't have to be a game. It's the mechanism by which possession transformation is judged by those who react to specific choices I've set up."
"Why are you talking about the identity of your abilities?
Everyone questioned and asked.
"It's about time I started seeding. I've been sneaking around, but that's not my nature. Even now, it is. From this technique in the first place, it became a surprisingly confusing technique, but I don't really like that part."
Masaki looks a little awkward.
"The magic sounds like you made it, but is that correct?
"Oh, I made it."
The truth is confirmed and Masaki admits it.
(The act of knitting up the magic itself is an incredibly difficult task for the magician, tired and bright, but does this mean that it can be done by a fairly high-level magician?
When I saw Masaki, I thought so.
"So, why would you do that?
Kamimi asks moody.
"First of all, to see the ability of the cliffside gummies. Secondly, to solicit the cliffside tsugumi."
"You don't have to try to see your abilities that way...."
I pointed out to Masaki that he was stunned.
"For solicitation? How does it lead to solicitation?
Ask Kamimi even more.
"Why don't you just mess up the school and join us if you want to quit?
Masaki wraps his hair around his index finger and answers like other HR.
"That's more intimidation than solicitation."
I shook myself into it.
"I think so too. Well... it seems that there was a mysterious disturbance at this school. Using my abilities, I could imitate it, so I tried to shake it. It's a rough way to do things."
I don't see Masaki talking like that. Appears to extend to acts that are clearly unwilling to proceed.
"And I'm very interested personally. Because there was someone with similar powers to myself. I want to fight if possible. But you're right, maybe you didn't have to do this...."
"I didn't mean to. You're following orders."
"That's right...."
It was pointed out by Kamimi, and Masaki admitted that he had become a bitter face.
"It's time to go. Is there anything else you'd like to ask me?
"Isn't there a sense of danger that you might be beaten up here?
Asked Masaki, who was about to leave, with a malicious laugh.
"You're not gonna do it, are you? I have a way of dealing with it, so there's no problem."
Masaki laughed hard and left.
"Shouldn't you have beaten him up?
True looks and asks.
"Hmm... it's hard to put it out because it's so refreshing, or air."
And, wobble.
"I was beaten so hard yesterday, I thought I'd punch you, but like Senpai Yuzuka, I was poisoned."
"I don't think he's poisonous. I don't hate it. In addition, even if it causes trouble, it seems to be done on the assumption that you can stop it. No offense because of that."
Kamimi is true.
"But Kamimi-chan is hurt, and what you're doing is useless."
Tsugumi said with a sad face.
"Because of me... I wonder if other people will get hurt or scared again... Hahaha... am I a plague god or something? Nah!
When I thought I spoke with a dark look, all of a sudden, I was stunned by Tsugumi's bright voice.
"... if there were another child like me, I wouldn't think of him as a plague god. I don't think it's annoying. Instead, I want to help you. That's why I don't feel that way either."
"I see. A good reason to be a painter."
"Ahah. I agree with Tsugumi."
I was impressed by the sparkle. I didn't say it, but True, Ten Nights and Kamimi were also fond of Tsugumi's remarks.
"I need to talk to you, okay?
Junko stopped the horse walking in the hallway.
"I don't mind standing up, I'm in the infirmary. Oh, I'm sorry I broke the surveillance camera you planted in the infirmary."
"Well, there's nothing wrong with my health, so I guess you'd like to go to the infirmary. Later. Later, I have a bad feeling. If you enter the infirmary, you may be seized there and remodeled.
"Do you know Akashima Kijima? I'm in the infirmary now."
It was a political horse who tried to refuse, but I heard Junko's dialog, and I think it is a situation that cannot be refused.
"Hmm... Use your dirty hands. You're just a kid, are you an adult...? This is the most horrible thing to do. Or vice versa. The pure vessel is filled with filthy contents. Yes, this is very creepy. It's not even something that should happen, and if it does, whatever it takes, I want you out of this world."
At the top of the Buddha, while staring at Junko, Zheng Horse said how much.
Junko turned to the infirmary silently. The lack of reaction made the horse even more uncomfortable, and the horse followed.
I'm going to the infirmary, but there's nobody here.
"Is that it? Did I catch you? Was that a lie?
"Yeah, it's a lie."
Junko spreads an unfaithful smile to the political horse who smiled in relief.
"I see. I'm a liar, but may I interpret myself as not being a coward?"
"You know, even if I had called Akane first, I wouldn't be a coward. It's up to you to interpret it as taking hostages, but I don't use that kind of hand."
Bring Junko or a pipe chair and put it next to the horse.
"Lack of explanation is also fraud. It is also a fraud to encourage misunderstanding. It's like this in me, but aren't you? So, what are we talking about?
In a sarcastic tone, he sat on a chair.
"Don't you already know what kind of questions you'll be asked, even if I don't say them to you?
Junko poured the tea bag into the teapot while talking.