That was when the doggy lost his game with Van Damme and pretended to be dead and disappeared.
After visiting the United States away from Japan, the doggy thought that there was nothing interesting about it, and went to a dangerous area of the city.
When I heard the rumor that there was a place where the ordinary people would not enter and all the muscles would approach, my legs naturally went there. When you're told you're off-limits or in a danger zone, it's because you want to get in.
”Whoa... this is scary.”
The doggy laughs as she walks into a loud, hard-rock, fairly spacious bar filled with tattoos, piercing, bad-looking squirrels, and rude makeup merchants. There was an empty bottle of alcohol on the floor, a powder bag after use, a syringe, a condom and even a medicine box.
The building didn't seem to have been a tavern from the beginning. The exterior is a factory warehouse, and the surrounding area is an industrial zone. It is believed that only the contents have been changed. Quite a lot of space thanks to it.
The dog keeper turned his attention to the scene where a large number of men and women gathered and stood looking at two men sitting opposite each other. Both of them were wearing headgear on their heads.
"What are you doing?"
The doggy shrugged his shoulders when he called out to the stubborn man without scrutiny, but was ignored lightly.
You're so out of place, aren't you?
The doggy looked back, a little surprised, when he was called out in Japanese. One of them is a black man who is tiny but muscular and strong enough to look at. The other is a short-cut woman with a tall, glamorous figure wearing translucent sunglasses. Women look more Oriental. It was the men who called out.
(This woman... somewhere...)
The tall woman was familiar with the dog. Looks like someone else. The look and the atmosphere.
"I've seen your face somewhere." I can't remember. I think he was a celebrity. ”
A black man looks at his dog and says: It was Japanese. There was no accent.
No, you're mistaken. I'm just an anonymous general pypuruuu.
"Oh, I remember, one of the brain-reduction writers. I heard he was dead."
"Hmmm..."
Pointed lightly, the doggy roars with a bitter smile.
I'm familiar with our Beppei-san, too.
"Huh? I don't know you." Or are you going to be Numba? "
A doggy looks up at a tall woman, but she looks suspicious.
"Do you believe in parallel worlds? I think I met you somewhere. I wonder if we in Parallel World have known each other for a long time and are having that effect?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Or maybe... you look like someone else." I don't think I've ever met you before. "
It seems that the other person has no idea, and I don't think I can say any more, so the doggy decides to change the subject.
"What's that doing?" Are you staring at me? I don't know what headgear means. "
The doggy asked, looking at the composition of the crowd gathered at the box seat, and the two men wearing headgear in the opposite seat, and grinning at each other with a strange face.
"That's an illegal dream band. It's a chicken race."
A tall woman - taught by King.
"It's a bad guy." If you wear it for too long, you'll blow your head off and become a cripple. "
"I see. That sounds interesting. I'll try it, too."
Dogs showing interest.
"It's on the queue, but anyone can join." I can go to the next one. "
Alright, let's try it
Black male - Simon told me and the doggy made a reservation.
Thirty minutes later. The dog keeper had decided to win six consecutive games and dodged the gallery.
"Don't do it. I'd say people don't like to see them, but they don't look stubborn either."
"At a time when you come to a place like this and you're majestic."
King and Simon whisper to each other.
A few minutes later, the doggy was bumpy. It was the belly of the losers.
If King and Simon hadn't helped us along the way, we might have been seriously injured or even killed.
Even if I can't protect myself, this is what happens because I want to imitate it.
In the alley behind the store, King tells a cold story to a doggy whose nose is bleeding with moles.
"I was in pain... and there was a way to protect myself." It went according to my calculations. "
I held my nose with a handkerchief, and I thought it was a doggy.
"What? You don't think we're doing the right thing?"
"I don't think so." I knew you were a good guy. She was kind enough to call me. Well, it was a bet. I won the bet. "
King frowned at the confident doggy.
“It's not a bet or anything, it's just a desire.”
"Don't be annoyed. I've changed my mind. I'll kill you."
Simon frightens, and King pulls out his gun.
"There were other ways to deal with it."
Even though the King had put a gun to it, the doggy laughed and took the grenade out of his pocket.
"Do you think such a bluff will make sense?"
Without moving, King's gaze shone coldly.
"If you're going to be killed, I'll miss you alone, so take me with you." I'm not so sure about that, am I? "
"But I can't say what to do about it." Neither they nor we can back off. Rather, they're idiots, so they might have kept busting out without retreating. Then you'll just have to share your heart with them. "
Still smiling, Simon tells the doggy.
I wonder?
The doggy pulled out the pin of the grenade. King and Simon change the color of their eyes.
Shortly after, a flash of light rang.
(Is it a stangrenade...)
Simon, who had been unconscious for a few seconds, knew what had happened.
When they opened their eyes, the doggy was gone. Instead, a machine-mounted dynamite is placed where the dog was.
Next time, it's real.
From the alleyway entrance, the doggy blew out. It could detonate remotely.
"Well, well, I've prepared such magic." There are other ways to manage a crisis. "
"I see. I just like it a little bit. Who are you?"
King asks the dog keeper, who says he's good at it.
"It's just a script. It's a brush stroke. I couldn't stay in Japan because of a rash, so I pretended to be dead and ran away. I'm going to go back and see the plane sometime."
Answer honestly, doggy.
"Besides, I'm also looking for spoils for creativity." I don't think there's any interesting stories. "
From this day on, the dog keeper stayed tucked away on the battlefield at tea time for a while.
The day after the central attack of tee time on the battlefield was launched.
From the morning, King was chatting with Pepper in bed.
"You're cute, you are."
King whispered in his ear as he stroked his chest while hugging Pepper Thick from behind.
"Am I taking Luke's place?"
Dialogue that I have asked many times since I visited Luke's grave. But King didn't even try to be particularly angry.
"You are you."
King with a reassuringly gentle voice.
"Hey, Mako..."
Grabbing King's wrist softly, Pei Taisuu uttered a serious voice.
"If you have a dog, you shouldn't believe it. Something is wrong. There's nothing to grab on about.”
"I don't believe you." You're right, he's suspicious. But at the same time, he's also a funny guy. "
In response to Pepper's appeal, King replied with a smile.
"The smartest person in the world is my hateful Tyve." He's like that, and he's not like that at the same time. There are two conflicting qualities. And when we have to, it seems like she's betrayed us lightly, but she's also surprisingly in-laws. "
"That's how I feel."
"Most people who are rotten at the root can tell by just looking at them." That's the kind of guy I want to kill. That's not enough for a dog. But I can't be alarmed. You don't have to worry about Peppertree, I won't forgive you either. "
Simon texted where King was talking.
It's happening as expected. Rumors have been circulating throughout the cave since last night. There are rumors that the hub will raid the immigrant caves in retaliation. "
Looking at the content of the email, King called Simon.
"So you're making the immigrants anxious." It's like a textbook hungry ghost, like an honor student. "
Poison King.
"Isn't it possible that immigrants will betray us?"
Pepper tongue speaks.
"If I get stuck, I'll betray you." But now I see you as not betraying me. These people believe in Simon. It's not too late to betray me, and even if you do, you won't be the one to betray yourself, will you? Even if it's an immigrant, it's just that they look different, and the contents of these people are not very different from those of Japanese people. If someone betrays you, you'll betray them, even if you betray them, and then you'll betray them. "
It is the national nature of this country that can't do something on its own initiative.
Listening to King, Simon on the other side of the phone told him to supplement.
"I am overly afraid of failing and taking responsibility because of the stupid nationalism that overstepped responsibility. So don't start first. Run someone, make sure they're safe, and then run yourself late.”
"The great people in Japan are like that all the time. It feels like if a foreign country does it first and confirms its safety, it will do it in its own country."
In this case, I'm not talking about the great guys.
Pepper sandwiched his mouth again, and King corrected it.
"It's timid, but it's prudent. There are times when the answer is correct, and there are times when it works badly. If you don't make up your mind and move quickly, you might lose something, right?”
and, King.
"What kind of cases would be bad, for example?"
Pepper Tai asks.
"Even if you say, for example, a good analogy doesn't immediately come to mind." I see... meteorites were coming down, for example. So, it would be difficult for you to "check the trends of other countries first, and learn from success stories".
That's a terrible analogy.
Simon laughed when he heard King's parable.
The two left the room with their clothes on, and gathered the executives. There was also a doggy, a funny dog, and a goddy. There was also a figure of Hayama.
"Today, I raided all over the place and celebrated the blood of the people in the center." Don't forgive the people in the back streets who keep you in the center. "
King declares.
"Was that the only disgusting man I could hire in the back alley?"
A glimpse of Mount Hayama is checked by King.
"Most of them refused, but there was another one who responded."
and Simon.
"I'll take care of the immigrants." I can't just leave you alone, can I? "
A doggy has come forward.
"I'm so worried, but I'll leave it to you."
King glances at the dog and says sarcastically. The doggy also spills a sarcastic smile.
Is that okay?
Asked if Simon was uncomfortable.
"If you're anxious, Simon should keep an eye on this guy." You're the idol of the immigrants, aren't you? "
It wasn't a joke, it was a king who was serious, but Simon wasn't excited about it either.