Junko believes that everything in this world consists of the laws of physics and that there is no such thing as no scientific basis. Absolutely no inviolable realm, say no with conviction.
In the past I have seen countless people who use abilities, techniques and moves that make me think of them as a literal special that I will never get away with, but all of them also have a surgical logic, and the more I figure out how it works, the more I could prevent it.
God Hidden Power Spirit - Junko is convinced that this spirit, which randomly forces the touched to transfer space, is no exception.
With a urethane curly shit toy over his index finger, Junko was sending his gaze with a strong heart, as if appealing to his own existence, toward the spirit of power above him.
(I'm going to see how Junko Yukioka can fight that)
In a tired junction, Sachiko thought as she saw Junko's back on a faraway roll. Mika and True are watching right on both sides of Yukiko. Every moment is put to sleep in the junction. Only tiredness was out of the junction.
The Spirit of Power senses the presence of Pure Son and Tired, and it descends rapidly.
"A thousand years ago - I don't know if you flew either me or my parents, or if it was the work of a lifelong magician, or if it was already a spirit of power -"
Set your aim on the pure child whining words that only you can understand, and the Spirit of Power approaches you at an awesome rate. Junko turns to the spirit and throws the toy he's been spinning on his index finger. The toy bare the spirit and fell to the ground.
Junko shrugged the dive of the Spirit of Power at her leisure, and she giggled.
"I knew you meant that. I can't transfer everything I touch. Then even the air will continue to shift, so there's going to be a lot of trouble."
"I have no idea what you're talking about, are you okay?!?
Mika screams watching over the far-roll.
"Yeah. Flying is only biological - no, it's limited to the spiritual and the clothing that's in contact with it or something. What principle, then, is it that makes you warp only those who have spirit? Just think about it."
Junko explains with a drop of hips and a one-kneed outfit on the ground. The Spirit of Power stands still in the air, looking down at Junko. For the first time, Yukiko saw the power spirit that was constantly moving around completely stopped.
Junko was also looking up at the spirit of power again. Neither of them try to move with their gaze bumped against each other. The Spirit of Power doesn't seem or seem to set his aim so that he can't escape this time, but he can't ask the three of us in the junction what Junko is trying to do at all.
The Spirit of Power moves slowly. I twisted my long body and dived faster than earlier when I thought I had targeted Junko.
Now Mika and Yukiko peel their eyes off at Junko, who doesn't try to avoid it. Truth is, I watch flat with no reaction whatsoever. I was sure that this would also be as Junko expected.
Tired pays one hand lightly. In contact with the pure child, a green flame envelops the body of the Power Spirit, striking around in agony as it was bounced.
Its flames that burn the Spirit Body do not only make the Power Spirit suffer, but also seem to have the effect of restraining it on the spot, which is how the Power Spirit cannot move off the spot while remaining burned by the Flame.
"Start Analysis"
When Junko shrugged and stood up, he reached for the Spirit of Power. Crimson eyes are glowing.
Junko touching the spirit as it is. I try not to figure out the system of its abilities during the thousands of seconds when my body is about to be flown.
Even before entering the analysis, dozens of ways are assumed in advance to transfer those touched by any mechanism. It will be checked against those assumptions in order of probability. If it matches, it's just a matter of using the method of breaking that theory that we had prepared in advance.
(I mean - randomly fly some of the consciousness. Because the spirit can travel beyond material distances, it is not so bitter to transfer the spirit in an instant. In conjunction with the partial transfer of their consciousness, the mechanism is to take in the spirit of those touched, and materially take in even the flesh and the wearables as they are, and to fly. I mean - in a way, this is nothing more than a splendid phenomenon of possession by the Spirit. Probably similar abilities during life)
"Why... don't you fly..."
Seeing Junko flat even touching the divine hidden spirit, Sachiko groans.
(Well, this guy's a lass boss to me, and I wouldn't be surprised how awesome he shows his power)
I alternate between Junko, who is touching the Spirit of Power, and Lucky, who is stunned to see it, and I truly think.
"The speed of travel is amazing, but so is the speed of possession. I remember fear when I come into contact with this spirit. In other words, it's a mechanism called equals metastasis that is possessed. It's simply that if mental power outweighs resentment, it doesn't fly because it can resist spiritual possession."
Explaining with no one, Junko took his hand off the spirit of power.
"Well, I can figure out how it works, and I don't know if I need this kid anymore."
Junko nods when he looks tired.
As soon as tiredness laid his hands toward the Spirit of Power, and cast a spell in his mouth, the green flame that burned the Spirit of Power blew up in the momentum that impelled heaven, becoming a giant pillar of flame to envelop the Spirit of Power.
In the flames the Spirit of Power suffered even more intensely, but gradually its movements slowed, and even its elongated and stretched torso shrunk.
When I wondered if that appearance, which was alien, had become that of a human man, I moved my lips with a serene expression of purity and tiredness - perhaps thanking him, going up in the flame columns as if he were ascending to heaven, and eventually disappearing.
"Did you make me Buddha? Why...?
Yukiko asks with a surprising look when she sees that the Spirit of Power has purified her resentment and traveled to the Underworld.
"Unfortunately, it wasn't the power I wanted, and hey. This can only be handled by a born holder of special abilities or a trained person. What I wanted was a power that anyone could handle. And now, as with all the research, it's a little dangerous to handle."
Finally, there were personal causes, but it was a pure child to keep in mind.
"What are you talking about? Weren't you trying to gain the power of the Spirit? I can't believe I'm purifying it and sending it to the underworld..."
"So oh, he didn't want to gain power, he just wanted to study it"
Junko replies with a smile to Sachiko, who eats uncomfortably.
The purpose of Yob's reward is to take the Power Spirit away from Junko Yukioka. It was to free the poor spirit. Pure Son has accomplished no other purpose. I don't know why. Only true and tired could understand the meaning of Junko's words.
"Either way, it was a hassle for me. The ice cream per hit is the same as not knowing if it will hit or hassle until you try it. So, this is how I served the purpose of your Yob reward, so I'd like you to answer my question instead, okay?
Sachiko feels under pressure when she smiles uncontrollably, but drifts something without telling her whether or not to.
"What?"
"Is this the girl who sold the spirit of power to you?
and refers to every moment that you are laid on your back in the junction.
"That's right."
"Really? I wonder if there's any difference? I want you to be sure."
Said Lucky Son, I often stare at him and look at him instantly.
(Certainly the atmosphere is different. But you're saying that I met a real phony?
"We were running to prove the innocence of this child and defeat the evil of Japanese games. That's what my primary purpose is. I've been looking after this kid's organization for a long time. There's footage of Yukiko and Moment One of your deals out there, because without proof of innocence or evidence of a Japanese japanese authority rape plot, there's no restoration of credibility in the back streets or a big name to crush Japanese japanese authority. I mean, you've been tricked. You were also used by the Japanese to lay the blame on you. [M] I'm gonna ask you again, okay? Is it really this girl that I met with you?
Instead of trying to recapture the Spirit of Power, the question is purposefully as a price to pay for this purpose instead. Sachiko couldn't help but believe it. Junko said he was speaking the truth. There are many parts of me that don't agree otherwise, and most importantly, I don't think Junko's words are lies.
(Besides... there are a lot of crazy parts to this commotion, for sure. Was my reading completely wrong?
"Hey, you, why don't you laugh?
"Laugh?"
Sachiko told me, and I guessed I'd be sure of something, and I couldn't help but laugh at the creation and show it to her.
"With more sales laughing faces"
"In this state, though difficult for the person who did this to me..."
Every moment I try my best to make a laughing face, just like I was told.
(Not at all...)
Boy's loving laugh when we met then. It's completely different from that look and impression. That was a grin that showed no belly bottom at all. It was as if I didn't have to look into my eyes or just the way I made my mouth laugh. No, if you think about it carefully, you look and sound the same. But the way you talk and the atmosphere is completely different.
"This girl is someone else. I'm not the kid you met with then."
"Yes, the evidence backing get," he said.
Junko shows her teeth and laughs.
"Oh my God... I've done irrevocable things..."
Sachiko, on the other hand, was caught in guilt and even learned to stand dazzled. By mistake, he crushed his eyes in an attempt to kill an innocent boy and turn him into a blind spirit.
"Stop!"
Sachiko pulled out the knife and was stopped by Mika, who was right next door, grabbing her wrist where she pushed it against her own eyes and tried to pull it off.
"Let go. I took away that child's light by mistake. I'll be the same and make amends."
"I'm fine. If you have eyes, Yukioka will cure you."
True said toward the fortunate child with a grieving expression.
"Really?"
"Seriously?
Yukiko and Moment One raise their voices simultaneously.
"Yeah. It's as easy as making new eyes and transplanting them. Yikes. So, although there are many courses for artificial demon eyes, which one is better? Eyes that can produce destructive rays, eyes that can dominate a person's mind with hypnosis, eyes that have clairvoyance and are visible under a girl's clothes or something"
"No... just a normal eye"
I was a pure child who would be kind and recommending me, but every moment I shy away from pulling.
"Idiot! Because of this, you keep your destruction rays! If I get clairvoyant eyes, I'll let you cut off the edge of my brothers!
"I think the hypnotic eye looks better."
Mika and True hold back.
"You wanted power! Then this is a good opportunity!
From Mika, who became the experimental bench for Junko to gain power, he also seemed rather lucky to gain power without the price of such danger.
"So if you think it's bad, though it's not irrevocable, I want you to be a witness - To prove the innocence of sigh poisoning. Bad images of sigh poisoning are already spreading, and in order to get rid of this, we need a lot of proof, hey. If the world-renowned secret society, Yob's reward agent, could be a witness, it would be convincing."
Junko looks at Sachiko again and says:
"Okay. Happy then."
Smile powerlessly and accept Lucky Son.
"I ended up just pulling everyone's legs..."
Momentarily self-derisive.
"That's not true! Nice!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's an important role, too, huh?
Mika and Junko seemed to be following me, but it just sounded ironic at first sight.
"I think you bravely stood up to pour your own stigma while you were in that position. Though I wouldn't be happy to say it with you in my eyes like this."
"No, because I don't resent it..."
Yukiko's sincere comfort was the happiest moment.