The bowmen were scheduled to move freely that day and meet Mika at night.
At sundown, Bowman and Hawk Hiko visit downtown Azure City's excellent town.
Opens a door with a painting of black bags that inhabited Tasmania Island, and Bowman and Hawkhiko enter a bar specializing in back streets. Incidentally, the animals, which are also store names, are now confirmed to be extinct of wild species in the second half of the twenty-first century.
"So, what are we talking about?"
Sitting across from Mika, Hawk Hiko asks.
"Wait till the other one gets here! You're gonna be suspicious of me, so you're gonna reveal everything you're hiding right here!
Mika alternates her sharp eyes with Eagle Hiko and Bow Man.
"At the time I first made a serious hiding, I don't deserve credit anymore, though. Let's just ask and then make a decision. So, who's the other one we know?
"Answer me! I saw you yesterday! Oh, here they come!
At the end of the gaze Mika pointed at, Bowman and Hawkeyok look back. A little boy in uniform approached this seat, who was interested in killing each other yesterday by three.
"Hasn't Junko enlightened you!?
"He may be enlightened, but he won't move now. I just got a new experimental bench, and I think I'm busy playing with it."
Answering Mika's question, she lowered her back next to Mika and turned to the bowman true.
"I came here to tell you all the truth"
Look at the bowman and tell the truth.
"Uh, Mr. Moon said he wasn't an enemy, but should I fulfill it and believe it?
A bowman, shaped to face the truth, rides himself out with an invincible laugh and peeks into his true face up close.
"You just have to listen to me before you judge me"
That's what they say in an unchallenged voice, and the bowman's grin turns to a luminous laugh. Now, that's what I said myself.
"First of all, Bowman Amano, I'll tell you why you were called here."
"What? What is it. I wasn't called elsewhere."
"That's how it was set up. Not that it has anything to do with your will."
True to block and affirm the bowman's words.
"If Banara uses the Red Tormentor Modification, which is designed to dong patch you up in the Republic of Banara, and hopefully selling fights to the organization where you sold BC weapons, Yukooka drew a break from the bamboo and banara. He also knows the personality of the mouse he worked with. At last, there's a place. Every mouse has a GPS receiver embedded in it."
"A mouse, you mean a bowman"
And, eagle hiko. I don't even know what that word indicates, but I tried to say it somehow.
"Hmm, am I still staying on Junko's lab?"
"That's right. Stocks of abandoned mice, like yours, are all over the world. Hundreds, or thousands? When you want manpower, or simply want to play, Snow Oka moves them to make them pawns for the game, but in your case, there's also a little bit of special nuance mixed up that's troublesome. If the mouse left unattended evolves unexpectedly, it is again subject to Snow Oka's interest. Or in some cases, those who are very strong in the power they have given, let them go after all that they have done with their eyes in anticipation of it from the beginning."
As I listened to the true story, the grin disappeared from the bowman's face, making him look very harsh, not his usual soft expression.
"The battle against the break of the bamboo is a stage prepared to observe how much your power has evolved. A break in the bamboo had done a lot of acts sufficient to be hostile to Snow Oka, and was just right for use. After you've made your observation, I'm going to catch you, experiment with you, dissect you, and do something you're not."
"Ho ho, that's, that's certainly not very good for you. Yeah."
While slapping lightly, the bowman is pretty shocked in the heart.
The words of Junko ten years ago come back on the back of the bowman's brain. Those words from Junko, "There's a Promise" and "It'll Be Funny Later," tie in with what True said.
"But isn't that a pretty impossible story? Is there too much uncertainty in the mess? There's no guarantee I'm coming to Japan to crush the organization that built the BC weapon, is there?
"He prefers scenarios full of uncertainties like that. I definitely don't like to move them the way I want them to or anything like that. You know, getting ready for some downstairs, setting up the stage, and then letting them take care of you. It feels like I'm going to keep it to the extent that I wish you had some idea. If you go on stage, dance freely off the script, you'll unnecessarily please him. But now you're up on stage like Snow Oka wanted, and you're probably dancing like a script."
Hearing the true story, the bowman is stunned. All the stages were for me and I was going to be dancing in the lead. But I've never thought about the existence of a script or director on that stage.
Moreover, there is now a script, director and audience, and he says he enjoys the stage where the bowman leaps. The bowman was shocked to learn that what he was secretly afraid of was not inconceivable.
"Unless you lose the power you've gained, you'll remain the research material of Snow Oka for the rest of your life. You'd make a pact for him to treat his life freely as a price to pay for his power?
"Yes, it is...... I thought it was the first modification, and that was it, right? I've heard stories of those who have made a covenant with the devil trying to drag their souls to hell in the moment, but if they ask God for salvation, they will be greatly helped, and the devil will go back to hell with his tongue pounding, can't she, this"
"You just have to run away. I'll work with you."
True to stare at the bowman as he stays on the poker face and mouths unexpected words.
"I can believe your words. What coverage? No, what's the basis? Is that it? Which is the right basis or coverage in this case? No, anyway, is there anything you can believe?
Hawk Hiko asks.
"There isn't. But if you don't believe me, I don't like it."
True to answer instantly.
"I don't know... What are we gonna do, Bowman? I don't care if you run away."
Hawkyan looked at the bowman and asked, but the bowman waves for the first time.
"Eh, you're making a decision to run away now, I knew it, I don't think you could, this. Your words, too, you see, for once, because we're enemies in our positions. It's a thin basis for believing or something. Besides, if that story is true, you can't just walk away."
The tone was soft, but with strong determination, the bowman said.
It is not genuine that I said that the true words were not based on good reason to believe. Sure, the grounds are thin, but I intuitively believe what I said truly.
"Are you going to break the curse of being a mouse? Kill Snow Oka."
True asks straight. At that time, as fire dwelt in his true eyes, he looked like a bowman.
"If that story is true, even if it's a benefactor...... you can't overlook this a bit. I'd like to meet him for now and talk a lot. Yeah. A lot."
Honestly, I even want the true story to be false, but it doesn't look like you're lying. Also, even from the original reputation of Mad Scientist Junko Suzuoka, the story should not seem true with considerable likelihood.
"I owe it to Junko to have me now. I've been given powers by that kid that I don't normally get. Because she's the one who saved me, and thanks to her, I have a full and interesting life to live after. Plus, with Junko's doing that, some people are being saved with great power, and I feel beneficial. But I can't forgive you."
Evil in front of you - it's also someone who's trying to manipulate a person's fate in a playful mood, etc., even if it would be beneficial. I can't overlook it.
"I can't affirm that because I can't count how miserable I am to see a guy with a fantasy head come to Snow Oka and try to cheaply gain power by chipping his life away. Most importantly, I will not refuse to admit to those who do not make plain efforts or drills, but who have gained a great deal of strength in one place or another."
The true word pierced the bowman's heart. Quite a conversation, to be honest. It is something that has always been caught in the bowman.
When I was being bullied, it wasn't bad as a result, but I wasn't entirely convinced, either, that I didn't stand up to my strength and courage and let myself be stunned by the existence of Junko Yukioka, the urban legend on the net, and knocked the gates from the commonsense world to the insane world.
Somewhere in my mind, there was something like hindsight. I felt that the identity was revealed in the current true dialogue.
"Don't be ridiculous!
Mika screamed unexpectedly. More intense momentum than usual, with a clearly angry voice. A gaze of attention is poured out of the perimeter.
"If a weirdo like me is bullied, teased, and treated like a foreign object from around him because of it, he'll also want to get some great power and do it in return! It's natural to feel that way! I'll do it!
"I see. So did you."
Based on this reaction, Mika, like herself, sees that she is the one who was led to the back street by being the experimental bench of Junko and holding the power of the paranormal. If I borrow the true word, I wonder if it's the same mouse.
"That's right! Me and Mr. Amano are righteous allies created by Junko! But that's what it is! I've helped many people in need, and there's no reason to be denied that way of life! Even if I'm still Junko's toy!
To Mika's exhilarating whites, the bowman felt saved. While Bowman was attracted to his contract with Junko, Mika affirms forcefully and positively.
"I wish I could strive to gain strength and strength within the framework of society, but I can't afford the means to give myself to a Mad Scientist to gain supernatural power - that's quite true."
Eagle-hiko sandwiched his mouth as he clasped the glass with one hand.
"But, like Mika said, it's also a big attraction to the power of the insane realm, which may be readily available even with risk. I've thought I'd be jealous when I saw the power of a bowman. I'm a chicken, so I didn't become a test bench for Junko. But well... isn't it fascinating from people who have turned their backs on society, or who are being abused, or who are desperate to live? Are you accusing me of cheating and cheating to gain easy fantasy power and hope with that power?
Plus this follow up of Eagle Hinck was unspeakable for the bowman.
"I don't want to accuse you. I'm just saying I won't personally admit it. Not that I'm making a fool of myself, but, well, I wonder if there's a part of me that's looking down."
And, true.
"Which one is it?"
Eagle Hiko spills a bitter laugh and wears a glass. Hawk Hiko had taken it with this, saying that he truly understood a little.
"I'm angry at the way you put it! How dare you!
True stares at Mika, who is excited and aroused. I don't know what you're trying to say, but seeing the true clear eyes trying to convey something, Mika's excitement and anger cool off rapidly.
"Well, seriously, I'm not making such a fool of myself about you guys on the side of justice. On the contrary, I even remember liking it. Aside from Yukooka, he has mass-produced hundreds and righteous allies. Phantoms, too. Some guys make that whole body tight fortified suit of TV squadrons too and are on the side of justice with it dressed in Snow Oka. There are many helpless fools who are just drunk on justice, but that's not what you are, and you know you have a firm belief."
True to speak as if to follow.
"Are you going to give it to me after you do it?"
Hawkeyok smiles at it and tears it up.
"If the motive is impure but the deed is good, that's good! It would be more important to know what you did with the power you gained than how you gained power!
"You're absolutely right. Look at you and judge. Mika has been a huge success as a result, entertaining a lot of people with that song, and even helping a lot of people in the back street as a doorman for the street, right?
Mika yelling at the truth and the bowman agreeing to it without her hair in between.
From the bowman's point of view, I feel pretty close to Mika and want to do it with my shoulders because I can get strength at the Snow Oka Institute as well as myself and have once spent time as the starting and closing house for residents on the main street.
"No, I've wanted to ask Mika for a long time, why do you keep being on the back streets when you're successful on the front streets?
True to change the subject after assuming the boulders have bad minutes and admitting that what they say makes sense.
"I'm sorry to be here!
She still seems in a bad mood, and Mika's voice and words are stabbing.
"I'm not really sure about the world of music or anything, but is there really a handful that can succeed?
"Right!
"But if I stuck my foot in the back street or something, and I lost my life or something, I'd feel like I didn't have any body."
To the true word, Bowman and Hawk Hin also agreed. I wish I could work harder on the street.
"I want to be in constant touch with the world you live in! No... I accidentally followed that one! It's a mistake! It's true! No, no... what are you talking about? I am! False explosion!"
Mika makes her face bright red and desperately denies it.
"Wow... did you come deletime this"
"No!"
Mika denies it to Hawkeyok, who puts his face to shame.
"There's no point in being extra for that floating reason."
"Oh, I know. I'm flirting."
Nod, Mika dropping the tone of her voice.
"I know how heartbreak hurts. We need to blow it off somewhere."
"I know I'm unconcerned, but I can't let the person who caused it tell me. I mean, have you ever been heartbroken?
"I wouldn't say this without you."
To Mika's question, Truth answers that.
"Hey, are you dealing with Junko?
Hawk Hin asked me that, but the truth answered nothing. There is no change in expression either.
It also looks like the answer is not answering, this.
Look at the truth, the bowman thinks so and spills a smile.
"Sounds like a ho letter to you over there, and even though you're compassionate no matter how you look at it, you seem to be in a weird relationship for a long time!
"Right."
True to feel somewhere thrown at Mika's words.
"Well, leave that alone, I still need to ask you something"
says Hawkeyok.
"My biggest question, though. Why are you trying to help me?
"It's a game."
True to answer eagle hiko's question.
"It's a game between me and Yukioka. Once I serve him, I follow his orders, and I'm in a position to protect him, but I try not to listen to orders I don't like. In that case, I try to disturb him so that he doesn't get what he wants. Sometimes I pretend to obey and betray you here. That's the game between me and him."
"That's it. Are you saying you don't like that I'm going to be Junko's experimental bench? Then why again?
Bowman in a loose tone. As a matter of fact, I don't have to ask anymore, considering the character of the boy in front of me, I can tell. He's also the type of person who hates crooked things.
"If Snow Oka's deeds are unforgivable in me, even if they are allowed in Snow Oka, I will stand in my way. Can't that be the answer to a rephrase like this?
True to answer as hard to say as my heart.
I found myself in a position to serve Junko, but not completely obedient, but also to be a bug in the lion, but I don't pin on the bowman and Hawk Hiko one more time because I may even ask how they got to that relationship and the circumstances.
"Now that I know he's dancing to me, are you still going to crush the bamboo break?
True put his mouth on the glass for the first time and asked.
"I'd also like to take the vengeance of the banara people. As I have said many times, after checking to see if the story is true, I want to break the curse. This."
It's not like I don't believe in the truth. The bowman is a tachi who only believes in what he actually confirms himself, but he is a late one.
"Then I'll go with Tomorrow's raid. Amano, I'll keep an eye on you so you don't get recovered by Snow Oka."
True offer.
"Oh, this little prick says he's the Knight who protects you."
Eagle Hiko teases and puns his hands over the bowman's head.
"I'm glad you liked this guy. He's cute. He's cute.
"Uh, you know... it's like being misunderstood, I hope you don't say too much"
The moment I heard Hawk Yan's words, the bowman sighed when I saw the truth staring at the bowman until now, clearly distracting him.