At that rate, the companion kicked away after explaining his neck, but eventually turned to the faithful in line where he finished kicking half of his lined neck.
"That's it for me. You're next."
"Yes."
The pointed believer replies and takes off the gas mask. She was a little fat girl. When you come forward and wear the microphone that was given to you by your companion, you pick up one of your raw necks with your left hand and try to hold it up towards the camera.
Her neck was a girl her age. This is another terrible torture, and after a needle was stabbed in the half of his face, he is flattened with fire. His nose had been shredded by half, and his teeth had been removed by half.
"She's the main culprit who was bullying me at school. You said scattered about me being a skank, but now this kid's a skank better than that, right?
A girl who puts her head next to her own face and laughs creepy as she lets it line up.
"Okay, you're next."
"Yes."
Another believer pointed to accompany him takes the gas mask again, picks up his neck, and explains the motive for killing him. It has been done many times since then, and eventually the lined necks have disappeared, and the camera is pointed at the companion wearing the microphone.
"I'll tell you. The deeds of our diminutive Megalodon will be harmful to this society, but from a universal point of view, they are not definitely evil. Until our deeds also exercised our legitimate right of vengeance. Whoever has done something to be resented by a man, who has hurt a man, cannot help but be killed. Did you get caught off guard thinking the law would keep you? You never thought about avenging them for their lives? That's stupid. Just the foolishness that deserves to die!
Highly refused, accompanied by a smile that seemed creepy.
"Tell those who deny what we have done as evil. What denies us is that it must be the happy people loved by the world who want to protect themselves from us? In other words, it is an enemy to us. An enemy to hate. I don't know the words of the enemy. I don't even know the value of the enemy's life. It's inferior to your enemies' lives and shit! Neither did I know the peace of the enemy's soul. This is war. Of the blessed and the unblessed, the deniers and the deniers. And we're right, we won!
A companion who screams, beards his hands, and spreads a joyful grin on his full face.
"Look... me then"
With his left hand wide open, his right hand to his chest, tears spilled with a smile on his face.
"They were watching me... like I was watching garbage, and I killed Mi-nami. Take your revenge... I got it. How do you feel? It was me then."
Speaking to his past self grumbling miserably indoors, his companionship was senseless.
"Though, you just slaughtered him and put him to death. It's not even a big punishment. The cruellest punishment... is to have me reborn and live the same life as me. Taste the same pain as I've ever tasted - there won't be any worse punishment. But now I'm happy. Whatever you did, the man who couldn't do it was able to do what he wanted at the end. It is the best. Happiest in the world. We were able to send both the manure worms to hell and deliver the condition to all the manure worms in the teahouse. It could have been a great feat in history. Whatever you did, you failed and mocked me, and you did it! Oh, my God!
His companion screamed with all his strength from his belly. He then turned to the camera, pointing vigorously at the camera.
"You guys watching this TV! You guys with extra lives! You guys are trying to kill yourselves! You there who are denigrated, degraded, hurt, cursed! Turn to you. Now I'm calling! I'm going to ask you! Aren't you sorry!? If you regret it, burn your life like I do! Use your life to feed those who made fun of you, those who devoured you, along with the manure bugs who are eating a shitty pot called Society! Just like I did now! Let those who insult you redeem them with their sins, their lives! Kill him! Go kill him now. Eh! That judgment, which you execute with your life, surpasses all laws and is a power that no one can stop! That justice in you prevails over all values!
Hearing this accompanying appeal, many human beings awoke and even more trembled in fear. In fact, after this broadcast, there will be countless murders and injuries by those affected by the broadcast.
The accompanying gaze was directed at the commentators, moderators and staff who had been rolled, and they trembled in terror at the same time. Because on this show we once broadcast many times a feature of Thin Happy's Megalodon, the content of which, in everything, was negative, and the commentators were fooling around and tearing it up.
"You guys made fun of the scattered thin happy megalodons on the show. I'll have you pay for that sin, with your life!
Let the believers stand while they are in captivity, and remove the monkeys.
"Do you have something to say at the end of the day?
Stick a gun in one's head and ask the companion.
"If you want to kill me, kill me. The bottom line of this society's losers!
"Answer!
It was the director of the show who resolutely said away. Shortly afterwards, the companion shouted with respect and praise, pulling the gun trigger and being shot through the head from the side, he collapsed. Of course, the state of the matter is also shown nationally.
"Next"
"I'm just going to help. Only life. Ahhh."
He was a host who begged for his life by spilling tears, snot, piss and all sorts of body fluids, but his companion pulls the trigger relentlessly.
"It's the last word, and it's a historical broadcast, so say a little carefree dialogue"
He looked down at the body with his little fool's face and his companion threw up and threw it away.
"My companion, Toshitene. Ababa Bubba."
Midori, who hung out on the couch in her own room and watched the TV accompanied by the show jacked, laughs as if she wanted to have fun.
"Not everyone in the world can live smartly, and not stand around cleverly ~. Some people are very weak because of some kind of detachment, or because they can't live well anymore. It's self-inflicted, but if someone like that gets caught up in society, abused, and loses his place, he runs out of bees and turns to the side of destroying society, then it's the responsibility of a society that creates people like that and doesn't follow them. So Midori doesn't have the slightest sense of sympathy."
Neither does Midori believe that the faithful have any responsibility. Where I told them that, I would only hunt them down, so I wouldn't talk to them. On the other hand, I don't even think they're the only ones responsible.
"What the hell made us all unhappy? If there was a little more salvation around them, or if someone like that showed up, otherwise this might not have happened if society was a little nicer? No, I wonder if Midori is the savior? I don't know what to do to save and end them, but I probably burned those guys so weak that I wouldn't even be able to shake my fist up. But well, I've said this many times, but it's not bad to try and hit a society that's not friendly to the wounded and the weak sometimes, is it? If it was Midori, I'd call it Fireworks Day."
Keep talking to yourself the same way you normally talk.
Second, I wonder who I'm talking to. There's always been someone in this room to talk to. Besides, there was someone Midori could really talk to about a lot of things. Someone who goes perfectly with Midori.
Conscious as if she was even there, she talked all the time alone.
(I wonder if Yaki turned too. I mean, I've been reincarnated many times, and there weren't many people around me who could really talk to each other, because Midori was growing up in her head. I wonder if there was that recoil too)
At best, I could only vomit the truth about it on the faceless internet. But naturally that's not enough. I actually had a desire for a real, face-to-face, reciprocal friend.
(No, I don't know how the internet reacts.)
Open a new display next to the TV and browse for anonymous bulletin board writing.
The writing that jumped in first was a substitute for 'What are the police doing'. Seeing that, Midori also questioned it.
"Wow, that's crazy indeed ~? Why aren't the police here? I would have mindjacked and suppressed Poly if he had come. How much upper-level restraint can't stop the people down there from moving in a sense of justice, and there's a lot of people already moving."
Midori had been asked to accompany the television stations and radio towers in their spiritual interference with human beings in order to ensure that broadcasts by television jacks took place to the end.
Yet another was also asked to stop police obstruction. When the police arrived, their companions contacted them, and even though Midori planned to clean them up before entering the TV station and radio tower, the communication never came and the broadcast was inconsistent.
"Is the police simply too busy with the others to get around? But it's weird to leave a TV jack that stands out the most and does it flashy."
We should come first and stop it, such as live broadcasting of murder. Even Midori could not see the reason for being left behind despite it.