I rarely went to see the person from Junko. Not just the person, but they don't often go to see each other on business. Conscious or unconscious, Junko only tried to engage with them for the minimum necessary.
Those called mice who wanted to go to Junko's place and volunteered to the experimental bench to gain strength were like pets who were in a state of letting go, pawns who were stocked, and toys used when they came up with something to play with. In any case, it is a thoughtful and important being for Junko.
But they're not. The same experimental bench, while Junko had only minimal involvement with them, generally leaving them unattended. We don't know why. On the contrary, few have even noticed that Junko is trying to stay out of it.
Kewi, a coffee shop in downtown Aesthetic Town, Amusement City. When Junko visited, the meeting person was already there. long enough before the promised time.
He is in his early twenties. For an outfit called a grey suit, a red shirt and a tie with emerald stripes in black, the shoe is a combination of sneakers. Eyeglasses and thin, sliced eyes give an intelligent image. The face digging is shallow but combined with individual parts of the face is very neat, he has a thin jaw, he is an impressionable guy like a cool, delicate looking beauty.
His name is Zero Hayasaka. He is one of Junko Yukioka's "Rats".
"It's been a long time since I've seen you"
I look up at Junko and open my mouth from the zero. Cool, high voice, just like it looks. Although it is faceless, Junko also notices that the gaze itself is feverish.
"Well, I guess so."
Smile small, Junko sitting in the seat across the street. The smile disappears in an instant. If any man finds out about Junko, who always has a good smile and affection for everyone, he will feel uncomfortable.
"You can use us more. We rats are waiting for it."
Zero says in a tone of no heart or dissatisfaction.
"Hmm, so if I told you to die for me right now, would you die?
A waitress came just then when Junko asked, spilling another smile only for a moment.
"Oh, in espresso"
"Don't die. Living is better for you. If there's a phase where you can die and help, I will."
Zero answered in a flash. Nothing reacts to the strange conversation, and the waitress faintly confirms the order.
"Hmm, that answer, that's good. If I told you I'd be happy to die, I'd kill you right away for nothing. I don't like kids who lose themselves and martyr loyalty."
"Maybe a lot of other rats would answer that."
"There were actually a few of them. Yikes? Yeah. They all died on the spot. So I guess they were happy, and I was refreshed, and it turned out so well with each other?
In the words of Junko, zero was spoken. And hit Junko with a gaze with something neither protest nor dissatisfaction.
Zero Hayasaka is not a mouse, he is one of those called Rat. There is no substitute for being the one who became the experimental bench for Junko, but among them, he was particularly capable, and above all, he vowed allegiance by frantically believing Junko, some of whom were attached to him as an organizational group.
But Junko at heart does not like to have his own organization per se, and he does not even like those who subordinate themselves to others. Because their very existence is located in the opposite direction of Junko's policy, Junko did not engage with rats as much as possible.
"What about Makoto Aizawa? He'll be a martyr to you too."
Wrinkled between eyebrows, zero asking in a roaring voice. He seemed cool at first glance and was unable to keep his emotions from appearing on the surface.
"I have only three people in this world who have respect and affection. She's one of them. The other two are tired, you and Sister."
Junko's answer was a substitute for adding to zero dissatisfaction and jealousy. Junko knows that, but he's not deliberately inciting it. I'm simply telling you the facts inside me.
"True, unlike you guys, you're like a chunk of me. I wonder if it's the same as me. Push yourself through and try to frame Kata about me, too. Yeah, that's good. I can't shut up and get framed by Kata either, so naturally we rebel against each other. That's why it's funny."
Coffee is placed on the table as Junko speaks with a fun look.
"No matter how much you hate us, I grind my teeth every day, believing that whenever I can help you, I will always come. So, now that the day's here, this is how you called me, right?
"I wonder if that's narcissistic too? I could have played with a mouse that didn't know anything else, but with my whim and mercy, I just thought I'd give you a call once in a while. Hey. Well, the reason I chose you this time is because you're a different rat."
Whereas zero appeals for loyalty, Junko returns the saying as if to relentlessly kick it in the foot. Zero gave out a sinister aura and stared at Junko, but exhaled loudly, meditating for about two seconds to change his mind.
Zero thinks that the part where Junko says it's a different taste is exactly referring to this. Zero admires and worships Junko, but at the same time has a strong rebellion. And just as true, it doesn't necessarily work the way Junko wants.
"So what do you do?
"I want you to explore someone so that Truly you don't understand me."
I thought Zero figured out in one word why Junko hired himself this time.
"Then we rats would still be better suited than both blind mice. I can act with all your will."
Much of the mouse remained unaware of anything and was only manipulated to be good for Junko, while Rat was slightly zero that he could act on his own will.
"How to move the mouse, that's my addition or subtraction. Not all of the first mice know anything about me, and some kids don't work the way I want them to. I prefer that kind of kid."
"So, who are we exploring?
"Do you know who she was, the kid who was secretly dealing with Yue?
Zero frowned slightly when he heard the name.
"Ue was heretical in the rat, and had little contact. I have no idea what I was doing. I heard Junko gave me some role."
"You mistook me for a favor, and you were doing something completely different. Do what I don't want. That's why I was so limited, and you killed him at your discretion. So, why were you doing that, because someone hostile to me was blowing a lie to her eight hundred times? The child is likely in contact with other rats."
You mean look for him.
That's what I'm talking about.
Zero pushes silence for a while and circles various thoughts in his head.
(There's no way they're finding out. It would be just a coincidence. If you're finding out in the first place, there's no way you can speak to me because of how much pure you are and such an important role)
Zero was dyeing his hands on a plan so that Junko wouldn't understand. However, the question arose as to whether Junko was discerning it in the content of the directive that Junko told me today.
"Let's happily take it on. It's a long awaited mission."
"Happy to take it on, it wasn't an immediate answer, was it?
To Junko, who laughs like a prank and says mean things, Zero took a seat silently and said the bill done.
"The fact that I'm so annoyed by these jokes is very similar to the true you that I hate."
Junko shrugged as she dropped off the zero leaving the store and rinsed the coffee.