"Mmm!"
It was one of the constituents, Liu Wei (Leeway), who greeted the four first, Tazawa, Chang Man, Heroes and Mutsuki, who returned to the Negijo of the sweeping vacation after the work of cleaning up the meat shell Katsuka.
Dressed in Chinese people's clothing more than a hundred years ago, he is a giant man over two metres tall and has an awful, vertically elongated face. Especially the boy's head, pointy ahead like an almond.
"Hey, Liu. How have you been?
"Mmm!"
To the laughing Tazawa, Liu Wei answers with his mouth as a letter to.
"Good day to you, you devilish tree"
"Mmm!"
Chang Man also fists laughing at Liu Wei. Liu Wei shouts a loud voice and puts a fist full of octopuses in the fist of Chang Man.
"I'm home."
"Tata well."
"Mmm! Mmm!
Liu Wei speaks up with a proper welcome back to the hero and harmony moon who came in a little late. Your mouth remains closed to the letter to.
"Liu Wei, are you all here?
"Mmm!"
Once again, the same answer to the hero's question. But that made sense to the hero. No, everyone on the spot, that made it through.
With the exception of the boss Kato, one of the sweeping vacations, I had never heard Liu Wei speak anything but "n," but Liu Wei fully understands Japanese, and even if he had only spoken one word of it, everyone had come to know roughly what he was going to say, due to the length of his relationship.
"Bring me the boss. You too. We need to talk."
"Mmm..."
To the hero, who puts his hat back on his eyes and says in a dark voice, Liu Wei roars suspiciously, trying to follow the four of them, entering the building.
On the way down, the four of them got off the elevator, but only Liu Wei went further up to get the boss.
There were two constituents who were leaving messages in the playroom where everyone was always hanging out.
"Good day ~. What's wrong?
A boy in uniform speaks up. His name is Takuya George. Eighteen. He has a tall, tough face, and he feels elegant somewhere.
Zhuoya was surprised to notice that the always soft and bright Yuzuki had some shade in his expression.
"Mm-hmm... I don't know, the fate prank is too bad"
A harmonious moon that answers in an annoying tone.
"Yeah, yeah, the goddess of destiny is always sexually evil"
A girl about the same age in uniform, sitting perfectly close to Takuya, said with a smile.
Her name is Manami Morita. At the same age as Takuya, Takuya and I have been lovers since middle school.
Amazingly neat system, aside from the pathological bluishness of the skin. Neighborhoods are also formed under the eyes. That's all I see. Some images are unhealthy, but the expression is always bright. The nose is noticeable and neat.
Is something wrong?
Follow Liu Wei back, Kato appears.
"He told me that Junko Yukioka was the one the center asked him to finish."
The face of the sweeping vacation was shocked not least by the words of a hero who put his hand on his hat and spoke in a nihil tone.
Junko Yukioka, a notorious Mad Scientist with no strangers on the back street, who performs human experiments to satisfy his research appetite, either with the consent of the devil's covenant or by forcing the hostile, such as those who seek strength, those who are driven out and can no longer do anything about it, and suicide applicants. I am convinced that there is only one way to sort a boulder as someone whose center issues an execution order.
The problem is that Mutsuki is also a mouse that has undergone physical modification as an experimental bench for Junko Snowoka. The irony is that the Redeemer, who once saved the Good Moon, will receive the Good Moon annihilation directive from the Centre.
It is unclear whether the hub knew about it, but there is no further optimal talent selection. Of course, from the good moon, it's the worst candidate in many ways.
"The actual attack was on Junko Yukioka's murder doll, Makoto Aizawa."
and Zhang Man in the position of arming and leaning against the wall.
"He's the one who helped me first... haha..."
Smiling powerless, Mutsuki says in a weak voice.
"He's the only one who helped me while I crawled to the ground and nobody helped me, right? The man who saved my life is coming to kill me now."
"Do you owe this child a debt of gratitude?
"Of course."
Mutsuki answered Kato's question immediately.
"You can give me your own life."
Then to the words of Kato, who said away, Mutsuki opens a little while to conceive.
"That's not it. Certainly there is an extraordinary favour for both true and pure children. Without them, I wouldn't be here right now. But come on, I've got things to do, and even if I don't, I don't want to be killed in silence, okay? Aha."
After answering, I spill the last laugh I let loose.
"It's what we have to do. It would be just a psycho hunt and murder."
The face of the Good Moon was stretched hard on a hero who punched his tongue and abominably threw it away.
"Hey, why don't you just think about the way you put it. Ah?"
Before Mutsuki says anything, Chang Man openly distorts his face uncomfortably and clings to the hero. Originally the owner of an evil ministry that feels like a chimp, but when blood gets on his head, he looks more vicious. The blink in the left eye also becomes intense.
"Everyone here knows that even the Moon doesn't want you to do it. Ah? Why don't you rub it here? Ah?"
Stuffed by angry expression honorers, but heroes hit cold gaze at honorers.
"Ho, thanks to that, ignore what has turned out like this? So, friendship, sympathy, okay, okay, you want me to get it done?
"Am I...?
To the words of a pale returned hero, Chang Man's voice turned into something even more sinister, but he feels Kato's gaze and restrains himself.
"Friendship is fine."
Tazawa says in a gentle voice and turns his gaze to Mutsuki.
"No... I think the hero's right, too. We can't do this. It's happening. Come on. I'll take responsibility."
Mutsuki had a rare and weak attitude.
"You don't have to imitate what you hold on to on your own. Whatever your enemies are, don't just do it, we'll all welcome you."
Manami says in a powerful voice and looks over together as if to encourage consent.
"That's right. One for everyone, one for everyone."
Takuya laughed and said with encouragement...
"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry you're like that. You knew this would happen one day. So how do we take responsibility if it's harmful to everyone? I don't think you can take responsibility."
As if to smash it, the hero still blames the Happy Moon.
"Hey... you say too much of anything..."
"He said..."
Manami and Chang Man, who could not stand on their bellies in the words of too many heroes, each opened their mouths,
"I know, but I can't contain it!
The two words were dispelled by a scream that exhaled the blood of the Good Moon.
"Something black, cold and hot sprang up, and I can't contain it! If Shayyah thinks about being in that hell, he'll be damned! Shayyah has always cursed everything in this world! I have to fulfill that thought!
A good moon that sprinkles and then puts its right hand on the wall, forehead over its right hand, so as not to show everyone the bitter look.
Heroes didn't have to tell me how stupid I was, and I was aware of the Moon.
"It's obvious to the world that even if you know it by reason, you can't be anything by emotion."
Tazawa speaks in a gentle voice.
"Though the smart cocksucker seems to be able to do more with reason, I don't know about the rest of the world, a world full of smart people who can suppress emotions with reason, that's a pinch. It's funny in the world because you can't. So well, don't worry about it."
"That logic makes a hero a bad guy. I know I'm right about heroes. I don't need that comfort."
And, Mutsuki looks up and smiles at the hero. Heroes snort and turn away.
"I blame everyone, and I wonder if I should leave. I'm going to put everyone in danger because of this. By the way, that Junko was after me... and I didn't even think it was going to be okay."
Mutsuki said in a powerless voice.
"There should have been a gathering of similar people here. Everybody can only do what they want, and there's no other way to get there, but where are we going from there?"
Says Tazawa in a sarcastic voice.
"They're all the same in the back streets. Normal people, just the public. Oh, it's broken somewhere. But that's the only way I can live. I don't know, no matter how sloppy you are, you can only live the way I want. You feed others. But you only live like you want to. To stop doing that would mean to die. But, hey, why do we have to live off this shit?
In response to Tazawa's inquiry, Mutsuki gave a little thought and then answered it like this in small measure.
"But... only everyone is special to me."
"So leave without bothering me and pee on your own? That's more annoying. If it's from those left behind, it won't taste good. What would you do if you were in my shoes? Who's gonna let him leave because he doesn't like to get involved? Or are you telling me to get the hell out of here because it's annoying?
The other members of the sweeping vacation were silently listening to the interaction between Tazawa and Mutsuki. I also know how Mutsuki feels, but Tazawa's words were the proxy for everyone's feelings here.
The Moon is silent. Tazawa's words are correct, and his head knows it. But it's the seed you sow, and if there's a sacrifice to one of your people, it's harder there.
"Mutsuki, everyone but you is already ready. You must be prepared for all the possibilities that can happen."
Kato, the boss, urges Mutsuki to be ready with a powerful voice.
"Mmm!"
Liu Wei also voiced as if to revitalize Mutual Moon.
"You are part of a sweeping vacation, unless I allow you to. I will not allow you to leave the organization without my permission. And the code at the top of the sweep vacation is never to abandon fellow organizations. Above all, don't run away from what you've caused."
"Okay, I get it."
Mutsuki nods, looks up and smiles.
Shortly after I raised my face, my gaze hit a hero. The hero was faceless, keeping his gaze in line with Mutsuki.
The truth about being caught by the police was that he was being coached by the euthanasia police station to eat a sermon by a few officers from the juvenile division.
Even when it comes to residents in the back streets, they won't be caught unless some kind of criminal activity is clearly committed. If it's some crime, it's enough to be missed. Everyone in this country knows that they earn a living from crime and that they are the basis for supporting the country as an industry.
Except when you are a minor. Just a minor on the back street, the police easily coach him with difficulty.
As a police response to the burgeoning number of minors in the back streets, convincing the tunnels to be gutsy has proven to be the greatest effect on rehabilitation. There are so many who have actually regenerated with it.
I can really understand that logic. For to those who have flown into such a world are only those with complicated circumstances. I also truly understand the rationale for being revamped by a sermon with all my heart. Works great especially for lonely people.
"Dear Run, I have one thing to worry about."
The majority of the officers in the juvenile division leave the room and ask at the end of eating the bowl of cutlets served, only the musculoskeletal policewoman, Saji Weird, who is over two meters tall, remains. The injuries sustained in the battle against the Rakuzuki have also already been handled.
Saji Weird and True were familiar with his face. Weird is the owner of a power that far outweighs true if it's pure fleshshell warfare, and if it's true, it's a really nasty opponent.
"How long are you going to stay with Junko Yukioka?"
Truth sighs in my heart at the words I am told every time I am caught.
"If you guys would just arrest him properly and let him fix it, I'd make it easier, too."
Every time they say it, the truth returns it like this. Not only is it valued by the center, but the police upper echelons will not be arrested, Junko, who has connections to ministries and to the shady powerful who manipulate politicians from behind. As true as it is now, at best, it is enough to be coached and preached after being treated as a minor.
However, since the sermon extends to a hell of a few dozen hours, even Junko strives not to bowl in with the juvenile cops.
"Why were there so many cops in that place?
It doesn't feel like I happen to be on patrol and I was witnessing a war. Too many people for that.
"The fleshshell, Katsuka, and the organization in the middle of the war, released the elephant, because they had information that they had hired a sweeping vacation."
"Is that it? I mean, you're in Boys' Division, right?
Police are basically unaware of the fighting between the backstreets. Only when that takes the form of involving the front streets do we step into intervention.
"I have my brother on the sweep vacation."
Strange answers to bitterness.
"George Zhuoya. I guess it's been four years. He fell in the back streets when he was a middleman. And just like you, I'm a killer. So think maybe you'll be on the spot. I asked some guys from Juvenile Division to come with me."
"You're confusing public and private, that"
"There's no one in our house who cares about such details. So, how did you end up in a place like this?
They didn't give me orders to kill your brother.
I stare at you with a tight gaze. Oddly, ahead and true answers. You can't possibly understand how strange it is to be afraid of it.
(That said, if the sweep vacation shows you the plan to protect the Moon, the story will be different.)
I couldn't put this in my mouth on the boulder and added it in my heart.
"Just go home."
Strange opens the door to the room and prompts you to leave.
"I couldn't help but want to go home before I came, and now they can tell me to go home. By the way, what about the man who was falling on that spot?
Remember, true to ask.
"You're the survivor of a meat-shell katsuka called Shufu. I handled it and threw it out. Was there something you wanted to do?
"No, nothing."
It's just an intrigued question. The truth at that time was that I did not pay particular attention to the existence of Shufu.