On that day, the conversation between Yunzuka Apricot and his person was taking place through the Internet. The person, about next to Li Mei, was close to the apricot.
"Are you trying to make such a festive scene even though they're after you?
Apricots typing in sentences. It's not audio, it's a conversation by chat of a rare sentence at the moment. There's no footage of them, and they're showing an avatar of the princess. Next to the avatar was a plain pseudonym, written Midori.
'Heh, they're after me because I'm planning to make this festive noise. I'm pretty strong, too. I've already got a few assassins, but I'm paying them back. I'd like to keep it in mind, and I'm in trouble even if it's harmed by a monster other than me, so I asked Li Mei's sister and that muscle idiot for a bodyguard, and I'm fine.'
With the reply that the assassin has already arrived, the apricot frowns.
"There seems to be a lot written in" O My Rape, "but I wonder if the spies are confused"
The biggest information organization on the back street, O'MyRape, keeps up to date on its own news site with every incident that happens on the back street.
Although treasured by many backstreet dwellers, in some cases, even fatal information for individuals and organizations can be updated in real time, thus neglecting and hostile to many.
"Maybe. I don't care because I don't care. Unlike ostensibly gossip magazines, I don't think they write spicy fabricated articles. There's nothing particularly troublesome about it. I've changed my place in the hospital a little bit."
The talker - Midori's reply was an easy-going and out-of-the-box substitute everywhere.
I guess it's a strength after acknowledging my current situation, but on the contrary, it makes me sprinkle apricots. Things caused by Midori are causing great upset and confusion to my friends.
"I don't need a bodyguard until 'Liberation Day'. After that, my life will disappear. I'll erase it."
"That, are you really not going to change your mind?
'I've done it many times. It's not a big deal for me. So it feels like we can all pull off so loudly.'
Apricots sighing at the repeated exchanges that have taken place many times before.
Especially not this time. I sowed a strange seed. Though I got into this position because I thought it was the only way I could make the most of him. The folks at "Megalodon of Thin Happiness," well... I think it must be your grandmother because she skips religion or something, but she still believes and follows me without a doubt, and when she gets here, she won't be able to pee. "
"We can't leave you alone."
The Megalodon of Thin Happiness, a religious group that is making noise in the alley. The doctrine is to enjoy the raw body that is raw in the world.
This is all you can do with just enjoyability, but this world is a playground and no matter what you do and enjoy, the freedom of those who have received this world, there is no sardine to be bound by any law or order, life is not just to make you live forever, and I tell you to use your life to taste the joy of life. The doctrine affirms even crime.
Thanks to its doctrine, it was also frequently eliminated in the mass media recently because those belonging to the denomination have run into crime more than ever before.
The person seen as a patriarch - commonly known as Princess Midori - is never on the surface stage, and the identity of the person is not grasped as an undercover investigation carried out by the police, detectives, backstreet stores, and intelligence agents on several occasions.
And it was the person to whom the apricot was currently talking who was the talking princess Midori.
"I don't know what that feels like... it feels like I can cry too. Li Mei's sister is also loud. I've been doing this all along, and it's not that much of a fuss. Ooh. '
"It's hard to understand the values themselves, and you can't just sit back and watch them."
My phone vibrated when I sighed a second time and lit a cigarette on fire.
It was a true email, so that only makes the apricot palpitate faster. Although I opened the email in anticipation, I was a little disappointed to see what it was about. Because it was a request from Apricot to work as an informant.
(Hmmm...... this is kinda out of hand for me right now...... I guess I should turn it to ohmy rape)
Confirm the request and the apricot will judge accordingly. I replied to the effect that I would introduce myself to other leading intelligence organizations because it was a difficult substitute that required a considerable amount of investigation.
Although, naturally, the apricot wanted to be truly useful with its power as an informer.
When he regained consciousness, Blue was nowhere to be seen.
I remember clearly before my consciousness broke. Fear of his own death, of his son's life going crazy by his death, and of the wounds his son receives in his heart. They resurrect clearly.
White room. Myself sleeping naked on a medical table with only sheets on. Countless electrodes on bulky heads and machines at the end of cords stretched from the electrodes. I think of the hospital, but I feel very uncomfortable. I feel that there is a lot of handling for the hospital.
"Ohh. How are you feeling? You still don't hurt?"
A pretty looking girl in white called out as she peered into the blue, moving only her neck as she slept and looking around. Mysterious and compelling, the red eyes are brought close together, and the blue is a little.
A beautiful red-eyed girl in white. Only then did Blue understand the situation in which he was placed. As someone who puts himself in the back street, I know who that person is on the boulder.
"I don't have your kid, he brought you all the way here. Normally, he's dead, and it was actually like a state of temporary death, but Arlaune in your body didn't have to die because of all the efforts he made to sustain his life. You're lucky you're unhappy."
Get your face off the blue, smile without grin and a beautiful girl in white speaks. I didn't understand the meaning of the word Arlaune and why I was alive, but it was enough to say that Susuke had brought himself here.
Certainty in a bad way. It is salvation that I did not die for, but I understand what the price is.
"Junko Yukioka...... Where's my boy?
Blue asks looking at Junko.
"Here"
Answer briefly, when Junko switches on with an EEG, the wall rises on the side where the blue is pointing. In the room ahead, there was a figure of Suke sitting on a chair and relaxing.
"Yosuke, Yosuke!
I call it by its name, but the voice doesn't seem to have arrived and Susuke doesn't respond. From what I haven't even noticed, I think it's a magic mirror.
"Sounds like you know me, but I'm gonna introduce myself for once. I'm Junko Yukioka. Instead of being an experimental bench for my research, I'll make you a wish, a star of last hope for the chopped ones, a delightful Mad Scientist. Say hello."
I introduce myself with the intention of joking myself as I place the clothes I have prepared for Blue on the blue sleeping table.
"Well, she also accepted to help me with my research at the price of bringing you back to life."
"I'm not kidding! I won't let you do that!
Blue staring Junko directly in the front.
"Stop me with your power, huh? Can you stop it? How?
To Junko, who asks with a smile, blue distorts his face. The other person, like himself, is considered a living legend in the back street. But even in the same legendary class, he's one of the finest dangerous figures. I know as much as I can do with the power of blue.
But - you don't have to do anything about it on your own, there's more to it.
"Well, what's mean, and here's one, you want to play games with me? I'll take her out and hang out, so you can take her back somehow. [M] I don't care if you use your head, if you use your strength, if you hire people, whatever the means are. If that girl ever gets away from my side and gets to you, then I'm gonna lose. Oh, yeah, let's make it easier to understand. How about if I hug that kid and he wins?
Blue had no idea what this abrupt proposal meant. I've also heard of people who like to play funny like that, but is that all they fulfill?
"What are your conditions for winning?
"Mm-hmm. You didn't think about that. Yeah, if Blue gives up, shall we say that's it? Or it could be a time limit. Okay? Yeah, that's good. Let's make it a time limit. Ninety-six hours from now is the time limit."
"Why would you do that? I don't know why."
"That means it's a secret. Ma, after the game. But can I tell you something?
From Junko, who talks with a smile on his face, I can't even feel a piece of malice. That seemed horrible from the blue. Rumor has it that it is with someone who innocently experiments with humans or kills people without making them feel malicious at all. No alarm at all and no expectations.
This girl holds the right to kill herself and Suke. I just have to obey, but I still really wanted to make sure.
"If I win that game and that game, what coverage is going to let that kid go?
"Ask the intelligence organization to be present -? Around The Frozen Sun."
Information organizations, back-office organizations and "hubs" will provide the presence of contracts executed in the back streets. If you disobey this, you will know as the one who rebelled the contract, and it will be a fatal concern in this industry where credit comes first.
However, there is no demand for them to intervene in order to harm their hearts and minds as evidence that they do not trust them.
"Have him be the 'hub' one. I'll pay the expenses."
Blue with a hard voice as she stares at Junko.
"Whoa, so we should start the game? Oh, I was wondering if you'd like it after you put on your clothes?
Junko alternates between clock and blue. Blue pulls off the sheets without answering anything and quickly wears clothes with a definite face.
Everything is what I invited. The worst result was spared, but God didn't do it for me. Tell yourself this is a trial, and Blue opens the door to the room.
When the door was opened, a boy stood behind the wall opposite the door, armed and standing. Face up, look up at the blue thing.
(Big eyes, cute, beautiful face...)
to a boy looking up faceless as if to observe blue, but blue did not remember a bad impression. I think the expression "full of Rin" applies without further ado. There was something I felt strongly about, not just because I had a neat face, but just the first impression of my first encounter.
(This kid, he's just like him)
Only one person in the past remembered the same impression as this. Blue is just one man I loved wholeheartedly. But this feeling is not like love at first sight. Something else - the smell of the same kind. As someone who has something that a normal person doesn't have.
"The exit is that way"
Slightly bending his neck and briefly telling him, the boy walked past the side of the blue into the room. I also know who this boy is. Makoto Aizawa, a killer dedicated to Junko Yukioka, with the street name of Junko Yukioka's murder doll.
There is no question that this boy is an obstacle to himself. After wondering if he was listening outside the room to his current interaction, he made his way to the exit with a quick leg.
"Is that it? Makoto, you look a little upset."
When you see the truth that came indoors, make fun of Junko. True was a poker face as usual, but true frustration increases even more to Junko, who instantly penetrates into anything but saying it's a prospect. I'm sure you know that too and you're stirring it up, it's even more frustrating.
"You mean use the child as bait to attract the father"
True to gaze at Susuke across the magic mirror and speak low.
"Yeah. If your dad attacked me hostilely, that means he was hostile to me, and that's the dimension that my father could use a big father-in-law name for the experiment bench, too."
"Don't be ridiculous."
True to quietly represent anger. It's not the usual faceless look, it's obviously a harsh look.
When Junko declares that Shusuke will be used as an experimental bench in front of Blue, he steps when Blue moves to help Shusuke. thereby attracting the father, seeing that he would ask him for help. And by turning to his enemies, he gained the great name of experimenting with Suke's father, who would have Arlaune in his body.
Truth rebelled violently when it was more and rotten muscle writing at all times.
"What you're doing doesn't make sense. I'll use any hand this time to interrupt you."
"But if that kid's father doesn't work hostilities on me, he's not gonna get his hands on me, is he?
Seeing the rare and faint truth, Junko spills a smile like it's funny.
"There's no way you won't be hostile with your own kid being used as an experimental bench."
"Hmm... I wonder if I'm starting to feel that way when you ask me. This might conflict with my rules."
Suddenly Junko turns into a troubled face and thinks. Because I also admitted that true pointers burning in anger were not wrong. It is Junko's creed not to do what he thinks is impossible.
"But this is such a chance. If I know the genetic conditions of the transplanted Arlaune and the awakening conditions of the hereditary Arlaune, I can do what I want. All humans will have the potential to evolve within a generation by Arlaune. Ah, what to do..."
"I wonder if it's a boulder you have to play with to satisfy your research appetite."
"That's why I'm a mad scientist. Hmmm...... ok. Well, if that kid's father turns up and says he'll cooperate with my research, he'll research and investigate to the extent that his life is covered, and he'll be released."
True exhales small when he sees Junko laughing at him and says this is untreated.
"I knew I would use any hand to interfere..."
"Hmm, what the hell kind of hand do you use? I mean, you're always in my way about something, and I don't think you need to declare it now, do you?
"It means more this time all the time."
It was true to my intentions, but I'm not even thinking about what exactly to do at this point. It's really just unfounded and intentional.
(You can't do this... you're just being strong)
Truth is, I know that. Though I've tried to get to my head and declare it with momentum, in order to prevent it from going empty -