Bowman Amano was a boy of a very dear character as it looked.
I didn't even want to hurt anyone, and I repelled every dispute.
But the bullying awakened the Bowman's desire for the violence that was lurking in his subconscious.
If you're just going to be bullied and avenged, you just have to face up to it with the willingness to die.
But Bowman didn't, he stayed out of simple resistance to violence, even sprouted a willingness to kill, and even thrived on rumors like urban legends.
Snow Oka Institute - Rumors of Mad Scientists Empowering the Cost of Experimental Stations. aspirations for great power gained cheaply. Sometimes and desire for the possibility of ruin. Gambling with a rash feeling that it doesn't matter if you die.
As a result, the bowman gained unrealistic power and with that power broke his situation.
He relied on that power afterwards, abandoning his mediocre routine and throwing himself into a world full of strife. He who helps weakness and screws evil. As a backstreet starter, a revolutionary who strands the world's battlefields, many people have appreciated me and dyed my hands with much blood.
"Wow! I can't believe you got this power! I'm special now! It's not like the rest of them!
Shake with a distorted grin, myself when I was fifteen.
"The police won't even catch me! Nobody can stand in my way! I can do anything!
When I think of myself in the past who shouts out loud and floats as if possessed by madness, the bowman of the present day feels indescribably disgusted, mixed with embarrassment and horror. If it had been rampant like that, it would have been ruined.
Explore memory wondering where the toothpick was applied. Soon my memory was dug up. It is the presence of our partner, Forty Thousand Eagle Hicks.
"Can I go out with you, too, that?"
When he told him he was going to fall into the back street, Eagle Hiccup offered to do so without getting lost.
"I'm not making amends or anything like that. Simply because it seems interesting. You're not alone, are you? I'm anxious to be alone, too, but do you feel like you two are? I actually admired that kind of world."
Truth is, I wasn't anxious about the bowman back then. It was floating. I may have left it floating and rampant on its own, but when I am aware of the existence of Eagle Hill, it takes nature and teeth, and I think that's why I've ever been able to live.
Sometimes you have to think about protecting him from becoming a partner. Sometimes I rely on him. When that happens, I can't float alone. Be cautious.
I don't know about the others, but the bowman had that kind of toothpick. Because of the presence of those on whom we depended, we did not have to die. Yes, the bowman is always conscious.
"Hey, it's time to get up. Are you even having a horny dream? Are you accumulating?
Hotel twin rooms. The bowman woke up with the voice of the eagle hiko that was already awake.
"I was just having a nostalgic dream. Hang on... why are you headed to Simonetta right away?"
A bowman who gets out of bed and quickly wears clothes in wasteless motion.
"I haven't spoken to a woman in a long time yesterday. And the Japanese."
"Oh, okay. So it was Hawk Hiko who had the horny dream. Have you washed your pants yet?
"I never dreamed of it once. That's an urban legend, isn't it? If it wasn't for Twin, I'd have seen some porn videos."
Japan does not make hotel bills stupid, so it is a twin room to sign off on. As a legendary revolutionary, its fame is not very fragrant, even on a global scale, since it has mostly helped the weak side free of charge.
Of course, if the bowmen were serious about gold, they would make a lot of money without so much effort. But I don't dare. Spend as much time and effort as you can just doing your righteousness. That was the aesthetic of the bowmen.
"What do you think? That girl."
Hawk Hiko asks. Naturally, I am referring to Mika.
"I think he's a good kid. Yeah, she's very different, but she's a good girl."
"I really don't think you want people to say or think you're changing - I don't think so. I'm sure you're just being strong. What? Um, nice, that's the type."
"It's just like us. It's rare in Japan."
When we were rolling around outside Japan, it was not particularly unusual for humans to fight for justice. I haven't really seen a hero of justice with strength, though.
The bowman's phone rings. A holographic display is projected into the air from a fingertip-sized cell phone, reflecting a letter. It was an email from Mika I was just talking about. I glanced at the content and the bowman sent me a reply.
"Mr. Moon, you're early in the morning. We're going to raid the enemy's factory now so we can come in front of Candoville."
"I haven't even had dinner yet. Even their factory's still closed, right? No one's attacking the factory, and you're only willing to sabotage it. You don't want to kill too many people?
Eagle Hiko looks up.
They are two people on the side of justice, but they don't fit with those who say beautiful things when they do it or the type who don't want to get their hands dirty. I will not tolerate anything if I become an enemy, and sometimes I use dirty hands. I wouldn't have survived if I hadn't, and I don't have the current track record and fame.
"I replied that I would go after breakfast. Ma, that's sweet if that's what you're going to do, isn't it? You're going to crush the whole organization, so you should keep the number down. Real righteous allies are merciless. Hehe..."
A bowman with an invincible grin on his nostalgic face.
"No, that's what justice allies that aren't real are like"
"Oh, finally, because of Mr. Tsukina-san, I sent him that Hawk Hiko had a horny dream"
"Whoa, wait. I'm not gonna be sexually harassed if I tell you the bottom story."
To the words of the bowman, Hawk Yan raised a voice of protest laughing.
"I didn't expect you to suddenly email me the bottom line! You suck!"
In front of Candoville, Mika complained with an angry face at the encounter.
He's wearing a blank t-shirt and a cap just like last night, but underneath he's a jerk named Overknee Socks with a black camouflage pattern on his denim shorts.
"No, no, you don't have to be so mad at me to that extent,"
"He's a nasty guy with a big face. I'm so sorry."
Next to the bowman with the troubled face, Eagle Hiko lowers his head with his hands together in front of his face, slightly. The bowman intended to disparage Eagle Hiko, but it was painful from Eagle Hiko that Mika's angry spearhead was directed toward the bowman.
"I don't like the lower stuff! I don't even like H guys!
"No, all men are chunks of porn, and a man who isn't is more of an anomaly"
This is the only place I can pull off, and I assure you with a serious eye, bowman.
"So, how did you make the raid so fast? If it's a sweet little reason not to want to kill too many people, etc., I'm sorry, but let's get rid of the fight together?
Mika also found that the bowman's tone was as floating as usual, but he wasn't joking about it.
"I don't like useless biocides, but I also know that this job is completely out of hand by nature, and that's not the reason! Simply aimed at a seemingly insignificant time slot! It's time for the guys on the night shift to go home! They're getting heavier security because of me raiding once!
"If that's the case, it's a no-problem. But in the end we're going to kill them all, so on the contrary, shouldn't you have solidified them and had a lot of them?
"I'm a prudent! That's it!"
Tightening the story unilaterally, Mika raises her hand toward the taxi. Bowman and Hawk Hiko face each other in the back, like, oh man.
I got caught up in smoke, but there's no doubt that Mika found that killing all of us relentlessly with our enemies is not the right thing to do with our policies.
"By the way! Why are you two revolutionaries and such!
In the cab, Mika asks aloud, not paying any attention to the presence of the driver, etc.
"Is that the question all of a sudden?"
"I'm so interested! He's been active in making history famous on a global scale! A true real-time hero! What a lovely life! Admire!"
The bowman couldn't help but wonder what the taxi driver thought of the often sounding voice in the next seat and the unusual language being arranged.
"It feels like you're on the side of justice, too, doesn't it? I'm just doing my job of helping people on the street who are in back street trouble. Is that what you're doing, admiring the righteous ally itself?
While I wonder if it's a slightly mean question, I dare to bump into you, bowman.
"If you don't feel that way, you're lying! But there's another decisive reason! I used to be made a loser out of my surroundings because I was such a weirdo! That's why I was bullied! That's why I wanted to give them back... that's why I fell in the back street! So I also started standing in public as an artist! So I don't like the people around me, but they see me and they hear me! Look at me getting famous and active and what do the people who used to make fun of me think!? The first motive came from such a humble and impure emotion! I also know it's terribly impure as a motive! But I don't feel that way right now! As a result, this is how I live satisfactorily!
But Mika didn't realize anything about Bowman's thoughts, and she happily screwed up her motives.
"So, there are too many"
Eagle Hiko laughing and sneaking around.
"Uh, you know... you're hiding who you are now, aren't you? Doesn't the driver understand?
Mika, who doesn't hesitate to put her thoughts all over her, finally has a bowman who can't stand to barge in.
"Never mind. I have a lot of customers."
The old driver with a bearded face mixed with white and black was laughing strangely.
"Come on! I said it's your turn next! Let me hear it!
Mika urges.
"Though I don't think I can return a very satisfactory answer. Is that okay with you, though?
"Listen, I'm not going to say anything rude like boring!
The bowman thought for a moment before talking.
"After hundreds of years, in any country, do you know why stories of good and evil become popular? That's because it's a painful, refreshing fantasy that's almost impossible in real life. In reality, righteous allies don't do that. Yeah. It's just a diagram of the belly-black guys hitting the weak and getting fat. Yes. So in fiction, you can at least enjoy your desire to be like this, when you talk about it."
That's all I've talked about, the bowman gives Hawk a glimpse.
"There are so many pathetic people in the world who just get fuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedfuckedto Such poor, weak, weak, vulnerable people, etc. can't change their place on their own. I can't help it. Yes, that's why I first gained the impure motive of revenge, and now I want to use it for those people. I thought it would be nice if there was one guy in the world who fantasized like that in real life. Yes."
"I knew... you look alike! How about you?
Mika looks back at Hawk Hiko.
"I don't have a very deep reason. I'm just hanging out with this guy because he's funny."
"Yes, we're here."
Shortly after Hawkko answered with a smile, the taxi stopped.
"I can't help but notice that you get money from the righteous allies."
"I'm sorry to make you have such a weird conversation. Don't hesitate to talk about it somewhere."
To the grinning old driver, the bowman pays the price with a smile on his face.
I saw the driver straight away and found out, but this person is apparently not strong either. I can tell by the atmosphere. Bowman decided whether he was stepping one foot in the back street in a side job, or the taxi driver would be the side job.
In fact, he was a resident of the back street, a so-called dark cab driver, and was familiar with Mika, so Mika did not hesitate to raise an argument.