Ten nights I think about it. I didn't get much sleep in the morning.
The heart of the ten nights was shaking heavily. Are you really going to live in this world? Aren't you just following the shake crumbly because you just want to be a force for shaking because you simply don't want to shake and leave?
Myself dependent on shaking. Myself supporting the shake on its own. That's the only motive I have for being here. Is that how you feel, fulfilling and ahead of you?
The little anxieties and strays that sprouted last night are now sweeping wide and swirling in my mind for ten nights.
The next morning, there were four people again heading to the seventh branch of the President pickled in formalin. Shaking on the road, Junko and True had a conversation, but the ten nights barely uttered a word.
"Ten nights, are you okay? Do you feel bad?
"I'm just a little nervous..."
Ten suitably deluded nights to Junko, who calls out through such ten nights.
"That would be nice, but I was thinking about the load on the modified body. I mean, I should've done it again before I got here."
"Maintenance..."
Ten nights of unintentional laughter as we do things.
"A hero show would be nice. Let those who are captured here go free."
When we arrived at the seventh branch of the president pickled in formalin, True said.
"The one being captured?
Shaking asks.
"There are always a few people stocked in the Azito of the President pickled in formalin who are forced to use them as actors in the show. who have been bought or grabbed for human trafficking. I'm sorry, I'm always releasing you during branch raids."
"Be. Senior Aizawa, you're a good guy. That's what makes it so bad."
"So why am I being bad? You're so persistent."
True to return at the usual pace to the shaking of the tea.
"I did it. I totally lost it. It."
Junko suppresses his face with laughter.
"Maybe those people are already..."
When Junko was about to say it, dozens of young and old men appeared one after the other as they boiled out of the entrance to the building.
Ten nights and shaking were utterly silent on the group that appeared in front of him. They all look like monsters mixed with half another organism, with fangs, horns, wings and tails growing, four arms or discolored body surfaces. All full of anger and madness, he is pouring a murderous gaze on the four of us.
"Because of your clothes and age, you're not a constituent here. So you're telling me that the people who were captured were drugged with strange, monstrous drugs?"
True shrugs and glances at Junko.
"Not only that, I think it could have been some kind of shitty illegal drug. The medication I gave to the Branch Manager here is simply to change the flesh and create a Phantom, something that won't lose its sanity that way. Well, it's the strongest drug, so there are side effects, and when I get back from the Phantom to the human race, I'm gonna be debilitated for nearly a week."
I knew it was you.
True goes in with a sinister voice to Junko, who explains it like any other HR.
"No, no, I didn't mean to because I knew. I thought it was for the constituents here, but I wonder if it tasted bad that there was too much. haha."
Pure child laughing innocently as usual.
"Why did you do that to the enemy in the first place?"
Ten nights in a shaky tone.
"That's for your sell-in and your experiment at ten nights. To cheer things up, I was wondering if it would be more interesting to make a bunch of Phantoms or something. Besides, as I said the other day, that organization and I are connected in the back. We're not really crushing each other, so in some cases, we can help each other."
Junko answers with a smile. It's funny. For the sake of exuberance, the nerve of letting enemy organizations use drugs that make humans half monstrous and laugh, I think it's not normal again for ten nights, and I find that lack of prospect fascinating.
"But it's a strange story to think that Junko made both enemies and allies."
Smiling, shaking in a chilling tone of.
"Well, then, all three of you, good luck getting rid of those Phantoms."
Shortly after Junko said it, the group in front of him moves out simultaneously, poking at the four of them abruptly.
True shot like two guns out, an old man and a girl in the lead were shot in the chest at the same time and collapsed.
If you are an enemy, you will not hesitate to shoot your opponent, no matter what he is. Truly, ten nights flashes. If you hesitate, you will kill yourself, so I understand rationally that this is natural, but if you ask me if I can accept everything even with emotions, I don't.
"Oh, yeah. We need to transform."
Open the bag and take out the costume that is inside for ten nights.
"There's a lot of them, and we're gonna clean them up more and more"
"Uh-huh."
Truly prompted, shaking also pulls out the gun.
My hands are shaking slightly. It's not my first murder, it's not a fight, I drink outlets and sharpen my spirit, but still fear hasn't killed me out. Although it was better than the first one.
"It's scary and natural. Killing each other."
True to spot the shaking fright and speak up. More guns continue to be fired, and only the number of shots fired falls those who turn into Phantoms.
"On the contrary, if you're not scared, the fun fades. Fighting is not fun without thrills. Enjoy yourselves. What you're about to come is the most fun game in the world."
Even though many people have been killed, the Phantomized are on their way without flinching. The fear of being shot and possibly dying is aside, and it looks like we can't even make a decent decision.
"In the time to come, put everything on board with the experience and thoughts you've lived through. And kill and survive."
To the words unleashed from the truth, the shaking was breathtaking, and the expression was colored with determination and determination.
Shaking and true shot the gun at the same time, falling just the number of shots fired. He shoots many, many shots, and every time he does, he definitely falls one by one. The resistance to killing has already disappeared from the shake. I was desperate to survive.
"Dressed"
Ten nights turned into a full-body green-skinned outfit advances to the side of the shake.
"Hey, hey, hey, ten nights. You need to give him a proper name as a transformation pose."
"No, that's enough because I did it yesterday..."
Ten nights returning to Junko, who protests lightly, an excuse that I think makes no sense to myself.
"Well, I'll be there."
To be brief, ten nights went into the midst of impending Phantoms.
"Mezzillo Tenderloin!
Ten nights of attacks consciously making efforts to contain as much power as possible and at the same time not to kill the power. Defeat all the arriving Phantoms one after the other with only a rush of two-handed tension.
"Hmm, I don't know if it's a little picturesque...... I'd like you to use a lot more moves, but even just tenacity..."
Junko groans bitterly. Since the Phantom and his opponents were left unblemished for ten nights, True and Shake had nothing to do and put their guns away.
"Is the front seat over?"
When he sees the Phantoms fainting around the Ten Nights, he truly says, and steps toward the building. The other three follow suit.
Once inside the building, two signs with arrows stand at the entrance.
In front of the elevator, an arrow sign that says Hope. In front of one of the passages leading to the back of the ground floor there was a sign that said despair.
"You mean move on one way or the other. I hope so."
I can't help but notice the height of the battle, but I see the elevator.
"Well, I can think of a pinch, so let's split it up."
Junko suggests.
"Me and you ten nights to the desperate. True, you and shaking, you go to hope."
"The combination of a veteran and an amateur set."
Ten nights said. While I can forgive Junko, I was really bad at the truth, so I was relieved by this combination for ten nights.
"All I can give you is advice, and you're the only one who fights ten nights."
But when I heard this word, the relief also disappeared. Won't you help me at all even when I'm in danger? If it is true, it will definitely help.
"Ten nights, be careful."
After entering the elevator, he looks back, and the shake speaks.
Ten nights makes you smile silently with your thumbs up.
Shaking smiles and turns to the back of the building with True.
Fear is suppressed by the performance of the suit, and I guess it's because of the psychoactive action, but I wondered if the reactions nowadays didn't suit my character, Ten Nights said.