"Hey, you can open it."
When Midori tells him in a joking tone, the door opens. It was the apricot that showed up. There is also Li Mei in the back.
"I need to talk to you for a second. Can you come over here?"
Apricots speaking to Midori. Finally, the three who were in the room perceive that it is a story that the faithful cannot be made to hear.
"Aisa"
Midori replies and jumps with momentum on the sofa with both hands in the seated outfit, turning backwards and landing behind the sofa.
"Something wrong?
Midori goes out into the hallway, shuts the door, looks up at the apricot and asks with a crisis-free smile.
"Tired Shizuno, you know?
But the moment I heard its name from the apricot, the grin disappeared from Midori's face, giving him a suspicious look.
"Fluffy? You know that. It's the beginning of Midori's learned witchcraft school. I don't know, like an ancestor with no blood connection. I'm still famous for being the most powerful sorcerer. I didn't think that name would come out of Sister Apricot's mouth."
"You're also a friend of me and Li Mei, aren't you? So, I'm here now."
"Ababa, that guy's gonna run into you again. Maybe try the surgery again?
Midori with a delightful surface.
"I think so."
An apricot that reminds me of the truth and tiredness that was revealing discomfort when I heard the speech. From the looks of it, I don't feel like it's just a blend.
(Though the ideal scenario would be for tiredness to stop this child)
I think so, but I also know that there's no way it's going to work.
"An ancestral ancestor? That's like meeting someone. Yeah, yeah. Way up. I'm from Shizuno the other day, and I don't know what to do with it."
Hands behind his head, Midori grins invincibly.
"But I have a lot of plans, so tell me the day after tomorrow."
"You're going to have a relationship on Liberation Day. That's what keeps you behind."
Li Mei in an abominable tone.
"Ma, even if we interfere with preparations now, we're not going to be able to stop Liberation Day. Even if you don't do anything, the faithful will go on their own."
Li Mei's words are firing a target. When it comes to what Midori does, it's enough to incite believers and contain them from the police. It is the faithful who are pushing for concrete plans.
Even where tiredness has won the battle against Midori, it will not stop the day of liberation. The fact that there is no stopping it. But still, if tiredness triumphs, apricots have vague hopes of falling in some good direction.
"Midori is not going to stop the believers."
Li Mei with a heavy sigh.
"Yay, you can't stop Liberation Day anymore - it's bound to come. You planted my thoughts to the core in their heads."
Midori's last words caught the apricot.
"Did you plant it? Didn't this development mean anything to you?
"It's not what I first assumed, is it? Even Liberation Day is not something Midori came up with. But it's true that the theory of life and the outlook on death that I planted on everyone is my idea, and it's true that I actively planted it along the way. Of course, don't do anything like manipulate and brainwash with ability. Even if I push my back, it's only the result of their choices. Not everyone will participate in the Fireworks of Life on Liberation Day."
"I want to stop after you."
Apricots told him quietly.
"How long will Midori survive by killing everyone who has followed Midori? I can't do that."
I smile and give it back to Midori.
"I don't - I've been born dead against the laws of the world, wearing the art of living untied by the laws of society and reincarnating without damaging memory and power - and I was going to keep doing that to Freedom, to Chaos, all the time. But I can't do that either because of this festival. Ha ha. Li Mei's sister laughed."
Midori's reply was still as usual. This is also a dozen repeated exchanges. But even though the answer was clear, Apricot was going to continue to ask the same question.
The day of liberation, the end of the scenario of ruin, has received public attention as to whether it is mass suicide or mass terrorism, although its entirety has not been made clear. Whether it's what the media and the government speculate on, Apricot and Limei are also guessing. If so, even if you protected Midori, what follows is still ruin.
Neither have the Apricots grasped the concrete plans of the faithful at the moment. The three of us are carefully exploring the information with Piper. And if I can, I'm not going to stop it.
(Li Mei seems to have some feelings that to reduce the sacrifice of ordinary people, Viper is for that child of the faithful)
Apricots, on the other hand, wanted to save only Midori. I want to stop it, not for the faithful or for society, but mainly through the end of Midori. We don't want them to imitate us so that we can take responsibility for the faithful.
But among the many believers who have already died ahead of us, can we fulfill it and prevent Midori from following us?
The day after the battle with True, Yukiko had gone to the dojo to train the believers in combat.
Many of them had been handpicked by Zhao Chao. Yukiko is really aware that Teng Himself, who killed someone who can be called their teacher, is wearing a new normal face. I know that I can't cut it off from my job and become conscious of it is a professional disqualification in itself, but if I don't feel anything, I don't want to end up as a person.
The faithful were enthusiastic and sincere, under the guidance of the Good Son. If what lies at the forefront of that passion is not even treason against society, I can honestly admire it.
"Mr. Gwen, you seem to be out of line."
Yukiko speaks to Gwen, who uses the Shapely Fist he would have learned from Zhao Chao. It doesn't move well compared to the other day, and for this boy, who's always bright, he lacks hegemony.
"I guess. I don't think you're ill or anything."
Without gazing at Lucky Son, Gwen answers with a towel soaking up sweat.
"I'm sorry to hear about Zhao Chao."
I thought for a moment that Zhao Chao was mourning his death, and Yukiko dared speak the name.
"Oh... but I'm a little worried there's an intruder in this denomination."
Without looking at the lucky boy, Gwen said with a dark face.
"I'd like to think that Viper's brother or Li Mei will take his revenge on you. But I'm worried. I know you're both strong, but you were pretty strong, too."
"It's okay, I'm here too."
Sachiko tells in a bright voice. Yukiko chewed her back teeth hard, as if to crush the demon in her heart who was worrying her about what Teng himself was doing.
"No matter how many bullies in the world get together, they've been marked by the country, and I knew we wouldn't be the same as a few bullies. I was going to make a fool of myself on Liberation Day and let the world hear the bullies, but I regret it so much that even that would be sealed in beforehand. And maybe some of the people I know here will be killed before liberation day... anxiously..."
The content of Gwen's story was anti-social but serious in itself. Whatever happens from them, society will be the evil. Can it be said that it is their responsibility to fulfill what has happened to them?
Sachiko is also a protagonist of society. Most people who live in the back streets are.
No, those who live in the back streets are still lucky. Because I find my place and live there. Gwen and his men are being held by a one-way kip to ruin in a drifting place and, of their own free will, are about to lose their place in the world.
(It's not always a bad idea to turn your back on society. That's fine then. There's a way of life like that. But it's absolutely wrong to target society with resentment)
Yukiko became angry as to why the patriarch here had not given them a little more decent place to stay. Compared to this, it was much more of a spiteful religion to merely exploit from the faithful in the name of salvation. Because even if the faithful are exploited, they believe and feel saved, and they can still live.
"Were you being bullied?
I wanted to know a little more about this boy, and Yukiko tried to shake the subject she had penetrated. That doesn't just come from intellectual curiosity. Because I wanted to save the boy who was distracted by this crazy denomination, if anything that could be saved. He said if we knew how to get here, we might get that tip.
"I'm an immigrant, as you can see. I've been bullied at school. It's not just school, though. Muragumi, my family, too. Different skin colors, different names, that's all they get excluded from. Oh, I learned the word" exclusion "from the Princess. I've always thought I'd be hostile to the world and this isn't a good world for me."
That's all he said, and Gwen let his expression shine. It feels like we're back to our usual bright, mild Gwen.
"But, you know, a princess showed up in a dream and said the exact opposite of what I was thinking. The world is ready for me. I couldn't believe it at first. Every night, the same girl comes out in her dreams and says things that are convenient for me. Something went wrong with my mind, and I thought my delusions might have appeared in my dreams, but I didn't. I met a princess in real life and she said the same thing to me as she dreamed. It was like the first light in the world. Until then, it was as dark as a gray filter, but everything in the world looked beautiful."
While listening to Gwen speaking happily, Yukiko's anger was on the increase. At the same time, I'm starting to feel like I can't save Gwen myself.
He is urged to jump off a cliff while reaching out for salvation and lifting it up to a world in the light, accepting that fact unquestionably.
It's not just Gwen, we all are. I don't have the confidence to let such a human heart be changed with my own persuasion. No, when it comes to talking about going that far, Yukiko's confidence puts him in the eye of suspicion and can interfere with his mission.
I knew this wouldn't stop their rampage where they assassinated the Princess. On the contrary, extra......)
From past cases, Yukiko knows that the fanaticism of emerging religions is a refreshing awakening when awakened.
But this light-hearted megalodon is different. Not only does it say that it consecrates and worships the patriarch, but it has literally been eroded to the heart. It touches the depths of every believer's heart. More than just religious worship, even more human trust has arisen between the patriarchs and the faithful.
"What the hell, Gwen, are you screwing a rookie?"
The voice of a man sounding from the entrance to the dojo. When Yukiko looked back, there was a man with brown skin dressed like a cold, unsuitable for the season.