"You know, do you like to play with words? I love it. [M] But now we have limited time. The morning home room is about to start."
"Isn't that the only thing you need to skip? Or are you serious about taking classes or homerooms? This school isn't about studying, it's about something else."
"Maybe it's serious. I go to school because I want to adhere to the rules decided there as much as possible. I'm an orderly type."
I see. I wonder if he's the right-hand man. Or can I be serious?
Junko said teasing and placed the teacup on the table next to the horse. But the horse doesn't try to take the cup.
"I got caught in the conversation earlier, but why do you hate grown-ups so much and refuse?
"Huh? You say that? Then why are you staying at that age?"
A political horse asks back in surprise.
"Um... I thought my favorite age was now, so did you fix it there...?
"Is that all?"
"Beh, I don't hate adults anymore....."
There was another reason, but it was Junko I couldn't say.
(When I see someone I like again, I can't say in public that I want to see them again in my present form... Except for you... Tiredness was the same reason.)
When Junko thought about it, he knocked.
"Here you go."
"Shizue...."
Junko prompted the student to come in, and looked at the face of the horse and solidified. It was Qian.
Is that it?
"Eh... ah... I... was called by Mr. Yukioka..."
While the horse is neat, Akane is very upset.
Yes, yes, I've been called too...
Behind it, Tsugumi came out with a cheerful voice. Masaki also turned his face toward Junko.
"I thought you lied. Was it true? You think it's a lie? No, you said you were here now. Or did the timing just slip?
I don't know...
Junko drowns in the question of Masanoma. I just secretly emailed Tsugumi and asked her to come with Akane.
"I asked Junko and Senpai Akira. Meet Senior Magic Horse. You're after me."
When Tsugumi turned his finger into a pistol next to his face, he pointed at the horse and made a slight firing gesture, laughing hard.
When I heard that, the horse didn't move. On the contrary, I looked at Junko and Tsugumi alternately, as I was impressed. On the other hand, Qian was shaking her face with fear.
"You know, why? I wonder why they found out? Interested. No, you don't have to tell me. Somehow I know. Probably one of the reasons is that Shake and Ten Nights were in the same class. In addition to that, various things such as coincidences when Junko Yukioka came to school overlapped."
"Isn't that why you broke up with me from the beginning about yourself being a snowflake society?
Junko broke into the asking horse.
"Yeah, yeah. I can also say that. But I had no idea that there were people in the back street in the classroom who would connect me to what happened. I was so happy to follow you, I chatted with you. Unfortunately, I like shaking and ten nights, but they don't like me, so I'm vigilant. No, no... it's not vigilant. It's a ripple of hostility."
Masao speaks with pleasant gestures.
"I have the most attractive power in this school, and if I can use it, I have a great deal to gain. That's Tsugumi, right? So if something strange happens, you can think of this kid as being targeted first."
"Hmm, so that's what you thought first. I mean, are you after Tugumi, too?
"Oh, I'm being targeted by everybody. And it's fascinating."
I heard the story of Junko and Masahorse, and the tsugumi turned into tears.
"I don't think it's the quickest way to have a direct conversation between the targeted princess and the evil demon king to make the conversation smooth."
"Yes, I'm not a princess. Because she's a retarded child with a double personality identity disorder who just loves painting and junging. The princess character is Akane one way or another."
After Junko's dialog, Tsugumi keeps playing around.
"Tsugumi... you know..."
"Hmm?
"No... good work..."
In an attempt to say something, Akane clasped her mouth with the gaze of a political horse.
"I just met Masaki Nakaseko and talked to him. He is a magician who manipulates the Spirit of the Grand Prize and gives an image of overtime thinking. First of all, do this to see what I can do. He said he'd turn me into a solicitation poster next. That's exactly what he said. Yeah, you're one of Masaki's friends."
Looking at the horse, Tsugumi asked. I remember seeing a list of thumbnail photos of Snowflake Society members the other night, as well as the face of a political horse.
"Tsugumi... have you made a lot of mistakes?
"You know, that story is an on-parade of absolute hearing and memory mistakes, and I saw that you didn't understand what it meant."
"Ugh... I'm mentally weak... No, I'm not blurry anymore, but I still want you to keep an eye on me because I'm one of the smart guys...."
Denied by Junko and Masao, Tsugumi holds his head with a half-laughter.
"Let me be frank. I want you to be part of the Snowflake Society."
"Huh? A member of the evil organization?
The horse demanded it with his face, and Tsugumi laid his hands on his mouth.
"No, no, no. We are by no means an evil organization. I want to build a pure world, and I want you to be part of it."
"Huh? Those who use the dialogues don't realize they're evil organizations, they're bad people who don't want to be good people," they said in an animation the other day.
"Let's put the anime down with an anime. It's not like you're lying about animation. I'm just saying it's not. So I thought animation was irrelevant."
"But... then you should have called Tsugumi right from the beginning, right? I think it's strange that Kamimi-chan was injured when she attacked the student with a force similar to Tsugumi.
When I heard that Tsugumi's voice had turned into something a little serial, the palpitations of Akane next door suddenly became violent.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what kind of organization this is, but I don't want to go to a kid who does this."
I don't care about tsugumi and I said something that I think is clear. Honestly, there are a few parts that are angry. Masaki was a nasty boy, but he had a different impression. Solitary, aggressive, and poorly attested to by Tsugumi.
I see, I see. I can't help feeling that way right now. Yeah, now. "
A political horse that talks deeply with a smile.
Looks like you're still up to something.
"Yeah, I'm planning something. It'll be fun later."
Junko sees that she wouldn't normally solicit because of the plan. I wonder if there is a way to make Tsugumi obey without making him refuse.
"I wonder if negotiation will ever break apart. I wonder if I'm good at communication. [M] I was pointed out that way in the shake, and others have pointed it out quite a long time ago, and I somehow wondered if it was so. By the way..."
The horse grabbed the teacup and threw it towards Tsugumi.
"Hey, Tsugumi, would you like a drink? I don't know why Junko made tea just for me and didn't serve it to the two of them."
"Ah... no... well..."
Junko turned his cheek towards you.
"Yes, thank you very much." []/(exp, v5s) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) to have something to do/"
"Eh... a little..."
As Tsugumi spreads a smile on her face, she sees a teacup from the horse and puts it on her mouth, and Junko makes a slightly wolfy voice.
"Uhh...!? Uhhhh!"
"Tsugumi!?
While holding the teacup, Akane peeled her eyes and raised her voice as she watched Tsugumi moaning and suffering with her empty hand against her throat.
"Yes, don't lie. Dinner!"
"Already....."
As soon as she saw the tsugumi returning to her smile, Qian sharpened her lips relieved.
(There was a confession agent in my trait.)
Junko was secretly spilling a bitter smile as soon as he asked the question about the effect.
"Well, I hope you change your mind." I'm sure you'll change your mind. "
The rising horse ran out of the infirmary.
Qian exhaled relieved by the departure of the horse.
(I wonder if you're using this kid.)
Junko noticed how Akane looked. And the prospect of a political horse was also slightly felt.