"Long time no see, milk. How have you been?
"You imitate it a lot less popular. You think you can wear our mouse in person?"
Milk returned in a sarcastic tone to Junko, who greets him with a bright voice.
"No, I mean, I happen to be in a situation like that, because I didn't even move my mouse, and True you didn't listen to me. Come on. If they had fought and sold me, I'd have had to respond."
"Ma, I'm not angry because I'm within my assumptions. Oh, no. Was it your policy to leave the mouse alone? Other than Murder Dolls'
"The lab's help, Mr. Mouse, is an exception. And, True, you're not my mouse, and I think you'd be pissed off if you treated me like a mouse.
'I knew and I said it. You were the one looking for me. Good to finally meet you. "
It was a sincere word of celebration, not sarcasm or anything else, but Milk was surprised to see Junko smile as lonely as he had never shown before. And decide I shouldn't go into that topic any further.
"Tetsuka, if you knew I was giving you a little, you should have contacted me, right? That way I stopped helping too."
"I thought you said it wasn't supposed to happen. If I did such a ruthless thing, I wouldn't bother. Plus, I thought I'd let my mouse play once in a while. Of course, at the end of the day, this is how I intend to collect it. Things carried around almost exactly as they were written. 'Cause I know a lot about your scenario and your behavior patterns.'
Hear the words of the milk, the viper pounds his tongue.
'Besides, it was also interesting that this guy had been trying to make contact with me. The only thing that didn't count was his presence.'
I can swing the milk. A cocoon comes in with a true hold that leaves you unconscious, as if in line with that milk move.
"True to you?
Junko asks unexpectedly.
'Oops, I was figuring out that Viper was my mouse. He was about to make a deal with me to get you out in time. I didn't put it on. I'm not that fond of people.'
Milk that looks up to the truth and lets you try to open your mouth as if you were laughing spirally.
"So, what do we do? This one has two mice, and some hostages. You're wounded, and I don't care what you think, but are you still going to keep playing -?
"Of course I won't."
Junko replied instantly with a grin strained.
"Yukioka..."
The truth, regained consciousness, raises his face and speaks out. The milk looks toward the cocoon, and the cocoon nods small and slowly lowers its true body.
"Hmm, how long have you been awake?
Junko asks toward the truth. Question after telling him that the truth did not react immediately when he regained consciousness and that he was discerning what he was listening to.
"Treat me like a mouse and get angry, or something."
True to answer honestly and stand up.
"This guy's right, my prospects are off, or they're off. That's a lot of mean shit."
True to look down at the milk right at your feet and say. I'm driven by the urge to kick him in the ass, but even if I do, I also know he's the one who won't be able to do it. Even when he lost consciousness earlier, he had no idea what he had done.
"Milk is someone's thing to say or be used because I really hate kids. I can't. If I'm funny, I'll be used as much as I want. This kid, he's the opposite of me. I aim to dramatically evolve mankind with the power of science, but the purpose of milk is to flood the world with species better than mankind and turn the human society itself upside down today."
'Ouch. The Inversion of the Built'
Milk explained to Junko and said well.
'Humans are the only ones with intelligence and spirit. Bye. Many things like me have long been endowed with intelligence by the hand of man and made into a subordinate species of man. I can't wait to push it into the darkness of history, believe that we're the only intellectuals, and be annoyed by the human society that's staring at the primates of all things. "
"You want to do the same thing as the Beast Emperor?
Milk laughed with his nose at the words uttered by truth. I saw the act of cats laughing with their noses and felt something strange in my true eyes.
"Once the Beast Emperor led a number of demons to ravage this country, but in the end he failed because he was hampered by tiredness and many sorcerers. I will revolutionize more than that, and I will make sure that you succeed. Let me ask you what you think of my mouse."
Milk sees Junko.
"Though the concept itself is well done, I wonder if it's less playful"
Junko shares his thoughts as he gazes at Viper. Vipers and milk to hear it and muck at the same time.
'I'll kill you, Temei. Playful or something, but you're just the same pattern every time, isn't it ideological poverty?'
"That's what I say. Come on, I don't think it's something if you're too sophisticated. Don't you think we need a more chaotic idea? After repeated designs on the desk without trial or error, I know you made it without wasting it, but is that also why you're crushing the sprouts of possibility?
"What's the possibility, boggle? If it's as designed as I thought it would be, that's fine. First of all, I'm more quality-oriented than quantity. You're more quantitative than quality, so you're just a crappy mouse. '
"No. It's quality from quantity. Repeat the trial and error more often, and something good will be made out of it -"
"Can you shoot a few lousy cannons too? If I find out I'm a failure, I'll erase it along the way, but you won't make it. '
The two of them continue arguing for a while afterwards. True, Viper and Cocoon seemed bored, waiting for the two of them to finish their arguments.
"Uh, I'm done! I knew it, but I knew it wasn't you. Let's go home, cocoon, so-sukukukuku '
"Temei, I'm going to eat onions..."
At the end of the day, the viper throws up on the tannic side in a milk that cuts and ends the argument and encourages him to go home.
"About those two, please"
As he leaves the room, Viper looks back at Junko and tells him small.
"You don't have to worry."
Junko answers with an uncontrolled smile spread across his face.
'I went out of my way to nag you. There's more to you and the blue than I need. - There is. That kind of place is weirdly instrumental. "
Milk speaks to the viper from the outside.
Eventually Viper also left the public bath in the form of a chase after the milk.
"Shit, I'm not convinced. Stop it in a good place."
Vipers complain abominably as they walk down the hallway.
"He's the one who wants to know if I can win with all my strength, right? Like four minutes and six minutes? My odds are four. If I hadn't gone in there and stopped him, he would have done what he said. You let him play enough, didn't you? I'll let you play. It was also a meal, so thank me. But, well, I commend Junko for the injuries he inflicted. I didn't think you were the one who could get that far. Painful, painful."
Milk seems to praise it for real, but being highly regarded to that extent was instead humiliating to Vipers.
"He can break the bond of atoms of the things he touches or manipulate the speed of motion. Do you think you can manipulate atoms and molecules at will? Maybe an electron. I don't even know the details. I know enough to freeze, burn, atomic decompose. '
As he enters the basket with the cocoon, Milk only shows his face and looks at the viper and says:
'That said, there seems to be a slight time lag in the activation of whether it's the ability or the technique, and it doesn't seem certain. Ma, it's the worst compatibility to challenge in a fleshbullet fight. You must avoid being touched by the opponent even though the attack requires considerable speed.'
"I noticed it on the way. Melee battles don't taste good. And you mean you have a lot of cheesy skills."
'Don't use the word cheat so easily, bokeh. That was originally a term for the game, and from what I've been nettled for a long time, I don't like the impression. Ma, he's the one who has a life that just passed, and he's unwillingly treated like me as a triple fanatic. Well, it's about you anyway, so you can't kill him before strength. You can't kill a kid anyway.'
Vipers biting their teeth, to the words of milk that told them to tease.
"I came over-life - you look like a kid but you don't have the same contents. I cut it off, so I was fine there."
Though I tried to be strong, Viper himself wondered if I could seriously break it, even without the difference in power.
"You were right to take a sample. If you live long enough, you'll be able to assume a lot of things in advance, and you won't get out of it."
Junko groans happily as she tries to scratch a piece of viper meat she puts inside the vinyl.
"You got hit by the big one now?
Look at the fractures so bad that you can clearly see them even from above the white coat and the needles that remain pierced throughout your body, and the truth asks.
It was the same faceless and emotionless voice as usual, but it was felt possible for Junko to be filled with anger. It looks as if the ambient air is raging by anger.
"Yeah. People like you, Viper. It's a milk mouse. I was transplanted Arlaune to succeed in making a second generation - that is, the child I was after this time. I didn't know it was a milk mouse, and it's bad for her, so I gave her a hand."
Truth is, I knew beforehand, but they told me that they pulled their hand knowing that the other person was Grass Dew Milk's servant, and I feel complicated.
"It's not like you to shy away. I'll catch him alive when I get a chance, and I'll bring him to you so you can play with him."
"You don't look like you always do."
Junko, who says so, is usually more of a tease, but that's all I could say when I saw the truth about remembering anger for myself. On the contrary, Junko herself is confused by the true reaction, and no attentive words emerge.
"With the milk here, I wonder if I can do that either. That kid and I are a little antagonistic, but the other one might be a little strong. Hmm, I wonder what the 40% chance of winning is. There's nothing to resent or be angry about. I'm the one who gave it away."
As I say, Junko pulls out the needle that stung his body. The moment it is unplugged, it collapses into shatters, foggy and disappears before it falls to the floor. It also seemed true that the needle that had stabbed him in the stomach and chest might have pierced his lungs and intestines, but Junko is flat with no pain at all.
"Doesn't it hurt?
"No, it hurts. Okay? But I don't know if it's painful. It's a precious experience that you can't really taste, whether you don't like pain or rather enjoy pain, though I can't say it well. Come on. I don't think Mazo or anything like that...... yeah...... maybe...... not sure but maybe......"
As I speak, I get anxious for myself about my words, and my smile catches on to Junko.
"Oh, yeah. I promised to split the samples I took for you. Finish it and go home."
That's what I'm gonna say. Junko out there. True goes out the hallway following Junko.
"Amma."
Junko says so to the sight in front of him.
In the corridor in front of the public bath, there was not one brick soldier left to fall.
"Lee."
Some of them look like true former warriors, calling their names and rushing over on a small run, crouching down to confirm life and death. The pulse was normal. I'm just unconscious.
"Hey, Lee."
True to wake up Li's upper body and shake his body.
"Hey, hey, True you. You're having a concussion, but you can't shake it like that."
"I don't know if it's a concussion, but it was his fault?
Look up at the pure child to be cautious and ask the truth.
"I don't want the milk to be seen in my face, and I guess I shook my head with precautionary power. Yeah, I'll teach you for later school, but I can't resist the supernormal powers, because if they stop moving in that kid's sight, they'll rip it apart in a flash, with a mind-blowing power. If you're going to set things up with that kid, move around faster than that kid recognizes you. Or you should try not to get into your sight. The best thing is not to be hostile. Of course, I'm not a one-shot shop psychic who just uses mindfulness power, and I think he has a lot of other cheat abilities. Assuming it's an overlife step two."
"The bricks must be wiped out."
Li, who was listening to Junko's commentary on where he regained consciousness, spoke up, looked up at his true face and laughed.
"Weren't you supposed to thoroughly avoid taking risks?
Ironically true.
"I didn't mean to hit you. I don't know. They took me down one after the other. My daughter just showed up with a t-shirt, but she didn't seem to have done it, or even read the enemy's position."
If I knew who Milk was, I could understand what Li's words meant. Surely you wouldn't think of it as a cat's work.
"Junko Yukioka? What, these hands are... so cold"
Soo-ran, who was knee-pillowed by Junko and had his hand on his forehead, wakes up.
"It can't always be this cold. Because I just chilled my hand itself to intervene and replaced the ice non. So, he was shaking his head lightly and losing consciousness. You should rest for a little while."
Let Junko smile and shake the vinyl with pieces of viper over Soo-orchid's face.
"I'm not interrupted by the kid who stunned you. This is the only achievement. Half as promised."
"I hope that convinces you."
Xiu Lan received it with a bitter smile, tearing pieces of meat over the vinyl and transferring them to another vinyl and offering them to Junko.