A sudden blast caused the area to be wrapped in dust for some time.
Seeing the surrounding landscape wrapped in debris after the dust had subsided, ten nights and shakes learn that every building had been blown up. There was no sound at the time of the explosion, so I didn't know what had happened at first.
"That? What is this?"
Trying to touch a broken column, the shaking hand slips through.
"This is a subspace tunnel. Normally the view of the space is visible but untouchable. It's where one dimension has slipped away. I let this guy use his witchcraft to evacuate."
True opens the chuck of the bag and shows what's inside.
"What's that?
When I look at it, the shake looks on my face, and the ten nights are over. In the container, which was truly removed from the bag, there was a brain, eyes and spinal cord floating, filled with liquid and fitted with countless cords stretching out of the pedestal.
"It's Rin Kishisho. She had cardiopulmonary arrest, but miraculously only her brain was helped when she received the same medicine as she did ten nights ago, so she was able to resuscitate. I can also handle spatial manipulation. I haven't even put on the ability to speak yet, but I heard this one for once."
"So Junko was able to spot us in advance by blowing up every building."
"I've been able to spot it, and I figured out how to deal with it in the first place."
Whereas the Ten Nights roar like they were impressed, the Truth speaks with no heart or dissatisfaction.
"What's Junko doing?
"I guess that cloud is stopping us from escaping"
True answered the shaking question.
"The smoke has subsided, and we're going back to our original space for now. Watch out for collapsing ceilings and columns."
"Then with the power of that brain, can't you warp outside or something?
"You can't. This technique is a substitute for making subspace passages and moving through space, and it's not like you can warp freely. Besides, there will be a limited number of places where you can make entrances and exits, and only within sight. I had the exit built as high as I could so the door wouldn't bury after the building collapsed, but it looks like it worked."
"I see. Senior Aizawa, I've been thinking about it a lot. I need to apprentice."
Talking true and shaky, the three go up the path of the subspace that is sloping. Normally, the view of the space is all visible, so it looks like we're sliding through the rubble of a building that we've collapsed.
Eventually, out on the rubble, he went through the exit of the subspace and returned to normal space.
"I miss walking in places like this. I remember exploring the ruins when I was in elementary school."
I said with a smile as I walked over the rubble. I felt the same way for ten nights, but the scaffolding is too unstable and I am also afraid. If a cavity is formed beneath the rubble or if the rubble steps on the mollow part, it is also possible that the scaffold will collapse and fall.
"Back to earlier, isn't it a little hard to beat that clown-faced guy and promote him? How do you follow follow-ups?
Ten nights asked truly as he walked out on the rubble of the building.
"I'm not sure how I can help, but with this technique, I think I can follow through without knowing."
True to gently tap the cylinder where Rin's brain floats. Ten nights after I heard that, I felt like I figured it out somehow.
"Well, this brain is that beautiful lady, isn't it? You've been our enemy, and you've been working with us a lot?
Wonderfully asking shake.
"Then Yukioka holds the right to take the life, and this guy has to cooperate. If you can also tease the candy of rebuilding your original body, it's extra."
And, true.
"I see. - You mean that? It's true, Junko isn't."
I was also convinced to shake when I heard that.
Down from the rubble of the collapsed building, he went straight through the gate and out of the premises, before the three of them, a scene of the climax of the battle unfolded.
When I wondered if the body overlapped between a black man in a cloistered mask and a girl wearing a white coat, the black man's body relaxed, causing him to bleed from his mouth and chest, sloppily dripping his head and hands.
Junko's right hand was piercing the center of Leonard's chest - the part of his heart.
"Wow... I can't believe you knocked that strong clown mask out so lightly..."
"Hey, what are you gonna do with it..."
Ten nights roaring in amazement and a true stunned penetration.
"Hmm, something didn't taste good? Oh, should I see the face under the mask? Or is it the samurai's pity not to look at it?
"Didn't you plan on letting him shake it down and make it publicity?
"Yeah, but I told you I'd follow you, because fighting Mr. Leonard properly won't win - right? I have a good idea."
Turning to the truth, Junko pulled his hand out of Leonard's chest. Blood drifts like a fountain and descends on the body of a pure child. Ten nights get strangely excited when I see him smiling with that unyielding smile that seems bloody awesome all over his face.
But shortly afterwards, I suspected that it was also a strange sexuality for me, and at ten nights I rushed off my gaze from Junko's face.
Junko lays the wreckage of Leonard down, slicing it with a hand knife from his back to his hips. As if the human body were also crippled paper, Pure Son's hand was easily cleaving Leonard's body.
Then he saw Junko put his hands in the cleavage, and began to stir inside, and ten nights and shakes flashed his face. I don't know what the hell you're doing or what you're trying to do, but it's a splatter extreme sight.
"Whoa, the torso part's done."
When he whines with a satisfied face, Junko stirs his hands, feet and head, with the same cleavage, hands inside.
Then when Junko woke up Leonard's body, he entered into Leonard's wreckage from a slice of his back, as if he were going into a dressed animal.
"What do you think, customer? Now I don't care what you think, Mr. Leonard. So, shake it, fight me. So, because I will deliberately lose, if I shoot and distribute that battle, it means I defeated the executives of the Formalin-pickled President, so shaking your rating eel is a dimension. Who are you, a customer? Nice idea, huh? So, True, you didn't turn the camera and shoot."
Dressed Greetings Junko, who is completely inside Leonard's wreckage, gives the instructions, and waves prestigiously, perhaps.
"Don't you mind, I don't..."
"Wow, Junko is a bit of a genius, isn't he?
While the ten nights are frightening, the shaking is honestly impressive and brilliant. Truth is, set up the camera silently.
"Hey, I'm Mike Leonard, presidential executive pickled in formalin. Oh, call me from anywhere."
Leonard with Junko, who gives his name in a playful tone like a kabuki and deliberately cuts the big shot besides. Nor does the voice belong to Junko, but to Leonard properly.
"Wow, you're a pigsty ~. Yumtsuka, come on! Different."
Shaking was also evil in the wake of it, and I didn't cut it from sight, but I made a playful declaration, just like Junko, pointing the muzzle at Leonard's body. Ten nights I remember the illusion of hearing a trio of lines and whistles from somewhere.
"Uh-oh, yah-yah-yah."
Even though he hasn't done anything yet, he collapses as Leonard puts his left hand against his chest, raises his right hand high and shivers a mess, letting him suffer greatly.
"Wouldn't it be counterproductive to flush this..."
Ten nights whining with a shuddering face.
(Well, even in a monkey play like this, from a viewer who knows nothing, you don't notice out loud. You wouldn't imagine Snow Oka moving inside)
With the camera standing, the arrow tip that the truth thought it was,
"What do you think? Did you get a good picture?
The bloody pure child, who appeared to tear Leonard's body from the inside, smiles at the true one with the camera.
"We're still around the camera. We're in the process of delivering it in real time."
True to tell Junko, who chuckles and laughs at the spectacular figure all over her body blood and organs, to keep her camera lenses together. Hearing that, the expression of Junko and Shaking froze at the same time by dramatic.
"Er... no... Because of that, you have a plan to sell out.
"Seriously!? In other words, they knew about the publicity work in the back streets..."
Junko presses her forehead and the shake drops her shoulder stunned.
"It's coming out too soon. Be the first to decide on a stop signal."
True to turn off the camera and complain.
"Hmm... I mean, it's my fault. - Oh, I'm sorry."
Junko joins his hands toward the shake, but the shake remains unresponsive, like a soulless face.
"Hmm... I mean, on second thought, this didn't have to be a live broadcast, did it? You can edit the footage later. Come on."
Junko growls in a difficult face.
"Everyone here doesn't realize that, which is a hell of a dumb story."
True to sigh.
"Uh, doesn't this mean... that shaking is desperate to do it in the back street?
I looked up at the void and looked at the shaking, alternating with Junko on the tannic surface, and said the ten nights were terrifying.
"Oh, you're right. You mean the guy who tried to trick me into selling me in, and it's visible that the ratings suck, and who wants to hire a guy like that? Even though credibility is the most important thing in this world. Well, I'm sorry I didn't stop the camera right away either. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
After True answered the ten nights, he turned to the shaker and bowed his head deeply.
"No... don't apologize, seniors. I must have hit the bee I tried to cheat on. I feel like I'm starting from the downside, but I'm still not giving up. haha... haha..."
A wave of laughter without power is painfully reflected in the eyes of the tenth night.
My dismay at the fact that all my efforts so far have been ruined by only a few mistakes has been painfully conveyed at ten nights. Besides, it wasn't my poka, it was due to the pure son and true who assisted me, so I couldn't regret or be angry at the loss, and I was caught in an impenetrable mood.
I have to support him.
Ten nights squeezes his expression when he sees a blatantly squeaky shake.
"Shake!
Called fame with a powerful voice, Shake looks up and sees ten nights. With determination, I looked forward to shaking.
I'm on it.
Terminal, clumsy extreme following. I can't think of any other thoughtful words, and there's nothing else I can do. Stay on your side, and if you need help, help me, it's everything you can do.
"Haha, you don't look good on a ten-night character like that"
"Shut up, tell me. I know myself, and you're embarrassed."
Happily, and smiled lightly, he smiled ten nights later.