Apart from Mutsuki, he's not full of killing intentions all year round.
Otherwise, you can't even go out. Every time I see a girl around my age, I have to kill her and go around.
Release it when it can no longer be contained periodically.
I see the identity of this impulse, which boils, as if the Moon were not my own. The girl who was the lord of this body - the impulse that Shayyah was creating, Mutual Moon had assumed.
Her consciousness has already vanished, but when the Good Moon sees a girl of her age, Shayyah gives up only anger, hatred and willingness to kill to the Good Moon.
Mutsuki accepts that the identity of the phenomenon is that Shaye wants sacrifice, and believes that if he continues to kill, one day Shaye will come back to life.
"Aha, we all react similarly. Sometimes I want you to show me a little more different reactions."
Eight o'clock at night. A little south of downtown Azure City, the countryside is twisted. It's a lonely road with few buildings and good views but no popularity.
Residential neighborhoods are unlimited here, no matter who responds if you call for help. That's why Mutsuki had chosen such a place to stake out.
Whether it's night or not, people go by. I was sure that a girl my age would pass by someday, and I waited.
In front of me, a high school girl falls with blood from her legs, looks up at the harmonious moon and shivers with a crying face. Looking down at him, Mutsuki realizes that he is full of joy.
But this joy is also a story only when there is a killing impulse in you, and after you finish killing, you are surrounded by a bottomless sense of nothingness.
(If Shaye did not gain, freedom, family warmth, songs of youth, kill and dedicate the girls who are gaining them, Shaye will rejoice. I run out of this black, cold, hot stuff. I'm sure he'll come back satisfied one day)
Send thoughts to the spider beside you, telling yourself many times in your heart.
Having received orders from the Lord, the spider moves instantly and jumps over the fallen girl.
A girl's face is drawn to fear as she is ridden by an unknown creature with a torn leg of her own.
Two spider foot blades pierce the girl's lower abdomen as she continues to stand. My uniform twitches and stains my blood. As the spider pulls through his legs, blood spills all at once, spreading blood build-up on the asphalt.
Shortly after that, a gunshot sounded and the spider on top of the girl was bounced off.
"Hey...... Are you here again?"
To the person who appeared, Mutsuki looked back in large measure and muttered quietly.
I pretend to be calm on the surface, but like last time, I experience palpitations clearly faster.
"They're after you, but you're so brave to just wander around flat or even kill."
A true shot at the spider slowly approaches the harmonious moon and the girl step by step, keeping the muzzle pointed at the spider.
Mutsuki retreats quietly with the spider. It's about a step back every time the truth takes two steps. I don't even know why I'm lagging behind. No, I wasn't even retreating consciousness.
"Ya... suke... ah..."
He looks up at a boy about middle school who thinks he's helped himself, and the girl leaks a blurred voice as she blows blood bubbles out of her mouth.
This wound and bleeding won't help.
To a girl student who turns her gaze to herself crying right next to her and begging for help, the truth is, she decides so and points a gunshot at her head.
"I'm sorry. Not a hero who shows up handy with a single hair crisis. I can only make it easier."
When told pale on one side, the opponent's reaction pulls the trigger without waiting.
Once again, True is across the street from the Moon. With the usual faceless expression, but inflate it without hiding only the killer. A harmonious moon in which he is offended and scared to run on his neck muscles.
"Aha, when I look at you again like this, you're small. Though it looked big then."
A good moon to say such a thing, spilling even a haunted grin. Compared to the true nature of the battle posture, there are no signs of a battle to be fought.
"If I hadn't asked you to help me then, I wouldn't have one now. I appreciate it, and I don't want to fight you. But..."
Say it, the hero's face crosses the back of his brain. The fact that, on the top of the Buddha all the time, a hero who had been arguing and arguing with Mutual Moon preceded and was in return for not killing the boy in front of him. Dead parting with my first pals to taste.
"Why did this happen... I don't know why. You saved my life, and now you're gonna kill me."
"The seed you sowed."
On the heedless moon, the truth showers a cold word.
"If I hadn't taken you back to Snow Oka and killed you, I wouldn't have let these monsters go. If I'd known that, I wouldn't have helped."
The laughter of the good moon disappears and the expression is strong. The feeling of being stabbed in the chest with an ice sword strikes the Moon.
"Haha... you're in shock. But I can't help it. I know I owe you nothing, but I can't die."
intense heartache to the point of dizziness. So much so that I fell unconscious as it was that I seriously thought for a moment that I wanted to be killed, but I don't know why I'm so shocked myself.
I desperately try to hide it from being truly enlightened and keep my mind tight, but it didn't work. I can't really control my feelings. Its voice is trembling and its face pale
"I must have been born to kill the girls in this world. As long as I live, I can't contain this urge. God threw the ball of my life into the number of a killer in a roulette, and I can't do it."
I think I need time to feel better, and I will seek to gain it by stretching the conversation.
"There are many people in this world. Good people, bad people, unhappy people, happy people. It doesn't matter if you're full of good people and everyone's happy, but you'll never be. There will always be evil men, there will also be people who will be unhappy. I have misfortunes that can't be helped by personal efforts, talent, or anything like that. There are people who happen to be in the eyes of misfortune in the roulette of fate. It's hard to forgive a happily ever after, whether it's good luck or hard work."
"So you're happy?
For a moment, Mutsuki felt that true killing had become smaller. Perhaps it was because of my mind, but in the true gaze of seeing myself, in a word now, it seemed as if pity resided.
"I... I don't care. If only Shayyah would come back, that would be the happiest thing. If Shayyah's carelessness is cleared..."
Think of Sharia. I think of the hero killed by the boy in front of me. In doing so, the Moon increases the struggle within itself.
"Aha, then it's time to... get started"
Mutsuki summons the leeches lurking in her body from her wrist. Likewise he had called two sparrows inside his clothes and yet another family Fresh, not to be enlightened.
True wore a time lag and fired two shots. The aim is not the Moon, but the spider beside the Moon.
Although the spider jumped and avoided the first shot, he glanced at the second shot at the landing site.
I don't care if Mutsuki releases the leech whip toward the truth. In an irregular orbit with himself twisted in the air, the leech whip strikes with true glare. I gently jumped sideways to avoid it, but the leech whip stretches its body further and persists in pursuing the truth in an arc-drawing motion.
Release one more sparrow. Released in a straight line with bullet-like momentum, it is released in advance of the position where True next dodged the leech attack.
Quite remarkably, the truth was that the attack of the sparrow was followed by the attack of the leech whip.
Leeches shrink. Apparently, we've reached the stretching limit.
I tried not to miss this period to shoot Mutsuki, but now the spider flies.
The moment the spider tries to shake the blade down, aiming well at the part of the blade of the leg, kicking the spider's body.
There he goes again. A sparrow rushed in from the side. Truth is, he does a sparrow attack by distracting himself from his upper body.
(That whip is anomalous and difficult to predict movement. Except for the whip, it's no big deal, and I can handle each and every one of them. The problem is with the whip, the spider and the bird, and they keep attacking me standing without getting my hair done. I'm going to eat it someday if I keep prolonging. It's not a good idea to turn to war prevention)
Truth was, I was spinning my brain at high speeds, analyzing the situation, and figuring out how to stand around.
War prevention is not good, but it has to be. The manipulative pseudo-life of the Good Moon appears to be attacking each one willingly.
"Become..."
True to fly on the spot reflexively, even as you feel pain in your right calf and bring your voice.
Mutsumomon laughs damned when he alternates between a needle-shaped one protruding from the ground and a true one pierced with his leg.
"I recently made it, but I had a hard time making this. It's called a wireworm. Just like that, hey."
On the left wrist of the good moon, there was something like wire wrapped around it. It stretched to the ground on the body of the Moon, crawled through the asphalt, and at some point it stretched to its true place.
(Four... No)
Shortly after the true thought, another sparrow appears from the left palm of the Moon.
(That's totally his pace. I need to find a gap and change the flow somehow)
I remember what Junko once taught me. There is a stream to winning and losing. Those who grasp the flow are absolutely advantageous, and those who grasp the flow and the pace continue to unfold unfavourably.
If the opponent grabs the flow, he has to find or make a breakthrough that can be reversed. Even that could be their trap, but they must never win at their pace.
"Aha, let's decide at once"
Looking to the truth, Mutual Moon sends an order to Family Fresh. Mutsuki can manipulate these organisms with EEG. Previously it was impossible without close range, but if we intervened with a wireworm, it was also possible to fly orders to distant spiders and sparrows.
A wireworm grows momentum from the ground and pierces his true leg again. A spider splits his legs and one tries to turn behind his true back. The leech whip is wielded. A sparrow jumps from above.
"Not now, please."
A good moon releases another sparrow with a time lag on.
Hard to evade simultaneous attacks. Truth is, I shoot two guns. Play off the spider in front, and shoot and bounce the wireworm, which is literally only as thin as the wire.
Shortly afterwards, a leech whip attacked from the right knocks off a true gun, but quickly puts his right hand in his nose and flips himself right after the gun is dropped, as if he had anticipated it.
Looking back, True was pulling out the survival knife of the great descent.
Cut off the blade spider from behind from the top.
After chopping off the spider, he steps backwards to avoid the attack of a sparrow falling from above, looking further back and trying to pick up the last sparrow released.
But the timing is not right. The sparrow is already approaching just before true. Truth is, I deviate from my torso and try to avoid it.
The sparrow blushes his forehead, and the shock makes him fall down with more blood scattered. True. But I also use the downward momentum to try to get up and get in shape.
Mutsuki was aiming for the right time for the truth to rise, letting the whipping leeches chase him.
Leeches can shoot their true bodies as if they were slaughtered by hanging. It sounded flashy, but I can't rip a uniform with bulletproof blade protection specifications, and it won't do any damage.
But it was powerful enough to flicker the truth.
Whereas the movement is dull true, one of the sparrows hips from behind and the other hits directly from the front to the left chest.
True movement becomes visible and even duller. A spider cut with a knife rises and jumps again.
The spider on the front is being recovered due to heavy damage. If you put it back in the body of the Moon and heal it, it will be useless.
The spider attack has been deflected, but the needleworm is entangled in the true left foot.
Leech whip. A whip struck the true head where the movement stopped, the true upper body heavily curled, and the blood glistened flashly.