"Take a picture of theft... Is that what you're doing, Mr. Kabadi-Man?"

Junko asks the man. It's a backstreet free-runner, a man named Kabadi Man. Both Junko and I are familiar with each other.

"Kabadi! Kabadi!"

Kabadi Man shouted with a surprised expression and shook his head sideways.

Kami, Angelina, and Tsugumi came up the hill.

Jap!

Angelina shouted sharply and stood up in front of Kabadi Man.

Kabadi!

Did Kabadi-Man sense any signs of danger? He likewise lowered his hips slightly.

(This person... can do it...!)

Just by looking at Kabadi Man's stance, Kami suspected.

"Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi Kabadi"

"Jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap jap"

Keeping in position and facing each other, they call each other the same dialogues.

"I wonder what's going to start."

"Now... it looks like those two are now in a realm where our understanding and recognition is impossible."

"I see. When we accidentally recognize it, we can step into areas that we shouldn't enter." I have to be careful. "

"I'm talking about how to be careful..."

Tsugumi and Kami whisper to each other.

"Huh? What are Umami and Junko doing?"

Masamune looked at the five people on the slope in a strange manner.

"Hey, it's time to start practicing again!"

One of the children speaks out. Only the gummies went down. Kami remains for Angelina's restraint and rescue role when something happens.

"Something was screaming about the thief..."

Tsuji said. The children also watched the interaction on the dirt road from afar.

"It seems that the man who is confronting Angelina is stealing my photos." I don't know if that's true. "

Seriously?

"Oh, my God. There was such a guy."

Pervert!

Tsugumi reports to the children. The frightened children.

"Jaaaaahhh!"

Angelina was the first to unbalance. When he shouts out loud, he sprints towards Kabadi Man.

"Kabadi"

Kabadi-Man gently avoided Angelina, who had pushed in from the front.

"Ja... jap jap!"

Angelina persisted in repeated rushes, but Kabadi Man continued to avoid flinching.

Yaaahhhhh!

Angelina roared, radiating water linearly from her wide open mouth.

Kabadi!

Kabadi Man barks, puts his arms forward, and plays water with his palms up.

(What would you do if the water you spit out was poison or acid...? Even so, is there a good trick?)

Looking at the Kabadi man, who was prevented from receiving the water and playing it with his palm, Kamimi reckons.

"Nh...?"

At that time, Junko felt her gaze and fought Angelina and Kabadi Man. I turned away from him.

There was a man. Junko and I look at each other and look away.

"Whoa!?"

A man exclaims in surprise. Shortly after I turned my gaze away, Junko moved to the front of the man.

Junko was watching. Not only did the man look away, but at the same time he was hiding his right hand in his pocket.

Could it be--I 'm sorry if I made a mistake.

Junko takes the man's right arm and pulls her hand out of her pocket.

"What are you doing? - It hurts!"

I stimulated the man's nerves with my thumb and forced him to open his hand, and there was a small camera in his hand.

"Hmm, were you taking pictures of me?" Kamimi-chan's supposed to be a thief, right?

"T-They...... uu......"

As Junko pointed out, the man denies it with a faint voice, wolfing around.

"I wonder if I can get my phone out too." Ah, that's a good thing I don't have to do. I'll leave it to the police. If you're not guilty, I'll apologize later. "

Junko said calmly with a smile, but looking at the other person's complexion and eyes, it was easy to suspect that this man was a thief.

Soon thereafter, the police came and the man was taken, and the misconceived Cabademan left.

(Kabadi Man-san's wet clothes have cleared up, but it looks like Kabadi Man-san was also filming. But that's not Tsugumi-chan.....)

While watching Kabadi Man's rear, Junko thinks he should be vigilant for now and fulfill the original purpose of coming here.

"Um, the ashes won't be corrected. I got the results of the examination. Maybe we should have brain surgery."

Yeah, I'm scared ~

To Junko's unclear words, Ash Zheng fogged his expression and held his head down.

"Are you sick?"

Tsugumi asks.

"No... I think it's a little different from the disease." Hmm... it's hard to say right now. Well, I want you to think about it. You won't be able to make a decision right now. But perhaps you can recover the memory that Ashimasa-san lost in this surgery. "

"Ughhh..."

Listening to Junko's story, Jingzheng frowned and screamed. I have a desire to restore my memory. I know that this is what Junko wants, and I also understand that it is certainly important for me to recover my memories. However, I am scared and resistant to the idea of simply operating on my head.

It's going to be tough to decide right now, so I'll come back tomorrow

"Yeah. I'm sorry, Junko..."

"You don't have to apologize." And when I apologize-- "

"I'm sorry, man."

Before Junko could say everything, Ash Zheng corrected vigorously.



My men, who lived until ten seconds ago, are rolling dead in front of me. He was killed in a terrible way, melting most of his face.

The corpses are not one. It was rolling countless times. These were not only the subordinates of the color edge, but also those who turned the assailant back, but most of them were gestures of the color edge.

The research facility where the colored edge and its compatriots lurked was raided a few minutes ago. During the brief battle, more than half of Coloured Edge's men were killed.

The colored ends looked at the situation using the equipment as a shield. The raiders were positioned at the entrance to the lab.

The marauder's line broke.

"As always, it's a ponite." I don't know how much orgasm it is. "

A small woman in a white coat appeared in front of the edge of the color, along with a mocking voice. The two heads are shorter than the edges of the color.

"Shirako..."

Mouth the name of a woman with a small colour edge

"It's finally time to meet you, sister." Ah... I thought you said not to say anything to me anymore. "Bonkraut ends"

Shirako spread a distorted smile.

"Run away from the emergency exit. I'll stop you from eating here."

The color edge prompted the subordinates. My men fled at once.

"You can also run away from the incompetent colored edges." We're after a test subject you picked up on your own. I didn't do it until now, so I missed it, but I don't know what went crazy, but if you imitate me like that, I can't miss it. "

There is anger in Shirako's voice.

"I should have the right to do the same." I was part of the experiment. "

The edge of the colour claims that Shirako is staring at it.

"Thank you for letting me use the word 'sleep'. No, but I never imagined that when I had the chance to use it, I would feel so annoyed. I thought I'd miss you, but I'll kill you."

Coldly speaking, Shirako literally stretched out her arm. The tip of your extended arm is shaped like a hose, not your hand.

A white liquid is sprayed from the hole in the tip of your arm. The color edges are jumped sideways to avoid.

The colored edges did not attempt to engage in darkness. My men had already fled, so I made my way to the emergency exit in the back.

It was the edge of the color that I tried to pursue, but I still remembered it.

"It's not worth chasing around and killing. I'm tired."

Putting her arms back together, Shirako said.

Come on, you guys, it's here. I'll collect it and bring it back.

Shirako looked at the cylinder on the side and ordered her men to do so. Inside the glass cylinder was a brain and spinal cord filled with fluid and injected with countless cords. A number of similar cylinders are located inside the facility.



At night, Masashi Ashi reported to Kurosuke that Junko told her that she should have brain surgery, and consulted with her.

"Didn't you tell me more about the results of the brain test? And yet you suddenly told me to have surgery?"

Kurosuke was wondering how to proceed with Junko's story.

Kurosuke told me to trust Junko, but I'm afraid of all of this.

But there must be a good reason for recommending surgery. It's not just amnesia, it's the possibility of illness. It's better to operate properly than to leave it alone. "

”Uuuu... it seems to be to restore my memory, but I want to restore my memory, but I'm scared...”

Ash righteousness holding the head.

Shall I attend?

Huh?

Kurosuke's sudden offer made him look unbelievable.

It's not an online conversation. Shall I go straight to you?

"Is that okay...?"

I don't remember how long I've been chatting with Kurosuke. However, contact between Kurosuke and Ashimasa over the internet was common. I haven't thought about anything further from there, and I haven't touched it before. I didn't think Yoshiyasuke Kurosuke would cross that line.

"No... just do what I didn't ask." I'll erase it from the logs. Forget it. '

"What? What do you mean?"

Ashigaru is increasingly puzzled by Kurosuke's withdrawal of his remarks.

{Forget it. But... I'll definitely see you someday. That day may not be far away. ”

"I want to see you. I've only been talking to Kurosuke on the Internet for a long time, and I thought that was normal. I never thought of meeting him, but I'd like to see him when he says that." 'Cause we've been together forever. I haven't counted my years, so I don't know how much we're together. "

Masamune talks with a winky face.

It's been about 20 years.

"Ehh, that's how it gets. Wow, that's amazing."

Anyway, forget about this story. Forget about it now. Don't talk about it. I'll erase the logs. "

Um, why?

Looking at the text of Kurosuke, Masaki Ashi bends his head. I have no idea how Kurosuke feels or how she feels.

I'm so sorry.

Huh?

And to the apology that Kurosuke uttered, Ash Zheng opened his mouth. Kurosuke's behavior tonight was a lot strange, but the last word was the most unclear. From the tone of voice, it was someone else.

"What did you apologize for...?"

As declared, most of Kurosuke's logs disappear. Ash Zheng sighed unfortunately.

Good night, Kurosuke-kun.

Smiling, Masamune turned off the holographic display and also turned off the lights in the hut.