Day 7. The morning of the last day of the missile game.
Junko, Tired, and Bow Man are having conversations at a nearest coffee shop in the off-limits area around Candoville.
"I'm ready with you, tired.Yes. The spirits we gathered yesterday and yesterday are in a dense state of restraint over Candoville, and, just like yesterday, if you can show us where the missiles are coming from, we can immediately deploy a spiritual barrier towards you. "
The bowman reports with a sleepy face.
"Both of you, leave me alone."
"I'm tired of having to stay on my guard all day today."
Junko drinks coffee with a tired face.
Midori-chan is right too.Midori-chan is a schizophrenic and always checks Mr. Smith.I'm sorry if I'm just having fun. "
"Midori is a schizophrenic, so you won't be so tired.At the time of the schizophrenia of the spirit, it is linked to the body of the spirit, but it is something else.However, I think Midori himself is ready to report the schizophrenia immediately. "
It is not as long as Midori, but it explains the tiredness of being able to project schizophrenia itself.
Well, you're going to get through the day somehow, right?
He was a bowman who wished for the safe end of the day, thinking that he would be free.
Even though it was the last day of the game, the face of the sea chihuahua was silent and waiting in Grimpenisville.
"It's the last day, and you don't have to do anything?There's no command at all. "
"Maybe the silence before the storm."
"You know this is the last day of the storm."
Milan, Catherine, and Rod are talking in the dining room in the building.
"I haven't received a report of where Smith is. Top secret."
Has she changed a bit?Or is this the real Milan?)
Catherine looks at Milan with a slightly worried gesture.
"Do you like that old man?"
Rod asks straight for Milan.
"Old man, I don't feel like a faggot."
"I don't ask questions in that direction."
In response to Milan's words, Rod frowned.
Omi Rape Headquarters.
I don't have to work anymore.
"Are you serious about that?"
Hearing Mei's throwing dialogues sitting on the table, she gently rounded her eyes.
"I can't do that!This way of thinking is disgraceful.I don't know what kind of insignificant information it's going to do to the people I'm looking for. "
Mae said in a hurried tone and slapped her feet hard.
"Mr. Sylvia is doing his job, but you can't possibly get rid of him."
"Exactly. But there's nothing in particular to circulate, so it's boring that you can't see any movement of your grim penis."
Looks like you're not going to do anything more than fire a missile.It feels like it's already ready.
"But this time I got a pride job done.You may have the ability to cover up information thoroughly, but it's a nightmare case for us. "
There's nothing we can do about it.
"I just don't know how to deal with it, it may not be completely inviolable.You can't make such a thing.All right, it's like a boss.Nini-chan fell in love with me again and got wet. "
I don't need two more words after that ~
Mei grabbed her fist and threw herself into it with a smile.
"It's time, sister."
Up on the missile, Smith talks.
"I know she's gone...I was so depressed when I was here, but when I was gone... I felt lonely.You've been a fool for a long time. You're a starving ghost. "
Spread a fresh smile and mouth a self-ridiculous dialogue.
"Now, let's give it the last shot ~"
With a bright voice, Smith opened the missile lid.
In the lobby of the Hotel Wallaby, Junko, Makoto, Midori, Tired, Bow Man, Hawk Hiko are standing by and watching the moment the missile is fired.
I don't really feel like I'm gonna do anything.
And I think Takahiko at a glance at the truth.
"Hey, here we go."
Midori changed her expression and raised her voice, so everyone's face changed at once.
"Smith has made me more willing to shoot missiles. I will definitely shoot them. Missiles coming from the northwest."
Well, let's expand all the spirits to the northwest.
Midori promised, and Junko gave instructions.Bow Man, let go of the spirit that was bound by tiredness, and guide the spirit to the northwest side of Candoville.
"We have completed mass flotation of the Spirit into the sky. Yes."
"If you fly from the northwest as reported, you'll definitely get some spirits.That way, as before, spiritual protection will be sucked out into the underworld and lost. "
Bow man and tired report.If the Spirit's protection disappears, it will hit the Missile Interceptor's lunar radar, and the laser will drop immediately to destroy the missile.
Finally.
"Yeah, I hit everything I could think of, and then..."
While the truth was murmuring and Junko was talking, the explosion echoed and the hotel building swayed.
For the past week, Tamamura was not in the mood.Somehow, her sweet shop, Tamamura, is right next to the Candoville.
Huan stayed at Hotel Opossum.The ring was visited by a white fox string snail, one of the members of the thirteen staircases of pleasure, a large executive of the same backstreet center.
Looks like I came because I'm worried about Mr. Huan.
"Oh, thank you for your concern. Honestly, I'm not in the mood.This is the end of a long-established confectionery shop that lasted more than 120 years. "
A ring that connects the strings and faces in the lobby.
Wow, let's aim for 200 years.
"If I die, it won't work, and I can't do that.I can't live that long. "
"Rin-san will be immortal.Momoshima's next boy will succeed him. "
"No, no, I normally want to close the curtain of my life as a person, and that kid..."
While I was talking, a roar sounded and the two expressions were strong.
"From the direction of Candorville."
Norikome...
The rings and string snails jump out of the hotel and run toward one side of the Candoville.
The dust and smoke that were already dancing were already subsiding.
There should have been a building there.The ring shop should have been built.But they both collapsed and disappeared.Only the wreckage was loaded.
The head of the ring understands what happened.But it's not easy to accept.Decades of memories were wiped out.Buried in the rubble.It was just a fragment and scattered.
"Looks like the missile fell off...."
Behind the ring staring at the sight in front of you with a stunned face, the string snail snorts and murmurs.
Junko, Makoto, Midori, Tired, Bow Man, Takahiko are also coming.
"Why...?"
Junko murmured with an unusual serial face.I also checked the appearance of the rings and string screws, but more than that, my consciousness works hard against the missile dropping.
"Hmm... the missile didn't fly in the wrong direction..."
"I must have walked through the spiritual barrier. Yes."
"But at that time, the Spirit's protection was not disabled?"
Midori, Bow Man and True each speak.Shock and doubt shake everyone's heart.
Vandam received a report of a missile falling into Candoville in the Grimpenisville office and confirmed the footage.
"I won the outpost."
Vandam sits deep in the chair and exhales loudly.I don't think he's a very dialogue-based winner, and he's making a really futile face.
"Thank you, Dalaias Smith. You helped me win the game.I will not waste your death. "
And Vandam meditated, and swore unto him with his heart thanking him, that he might not hear.