He disappeared at the same time as he was designated a taboo. The Good Moon was then under the asylum of a certain person.
The person, named Rain Shore Lily, interacted with a large number of backstreet residents, some of whom were treated as subordinates. In time, Mutsuki is convinced that some sort of order must be given to him as well.
One of the people at the source of the lily had a freak named Ye Shan, who, like Mutsuki, was in a state of entering the lily hall. I don't know, nor am I particularly interested in, how he serves lilies. No, I didn't even want to know about him because the degree of freak in Ye Shan was too bad.
"Now let's start the viewing party of the day. It's self-confidence. Take a look."
In front of two people, Muzuki and Ip Mountain, who called into one of the rooms of the hall, Lily said the foreword with pleasure, turning on the TV.
Shown on the screen projected into the space was the front door of some house. A woman in her apron, around her thirties, has an anxious face and is standing in front of the camera.
A man in black sunglasses comes from outside the front door, carries in a large trunk and is offered in front of a woman. The audio seems to be cut, but something is being told, and the woman's face turns pale for some reason, opening the fearful trunk.
The woman who opened the trunk solidified. At that point, the camera does not reflect the contents of the trunk.
The camera slowly turns behind the woman and reflects the contents of the trunk. What was inside was a child who had both hands and feet severed and his whole body skinned.
"Mom......?
So suddenly the audio came in. Girl's voice. It was the voice of a child who was in the trunk looking unharmed opened his eyes and looked up at the woman.
"No, ahhh!
Listen to your voice and know that's my child, and a woman will give you a cry of sorrow. Interrupted footage there.
"Is that all? That's it?
Ip Mountain asks with a flashing face. The Moon, on the other hand, remains a cold face from start to finish.
"That's right. I had no idea just how it looked, and even though I didn't realize that was my child, the despair when I listened to my voice and distinguished myself as my child. That moment, that moment, that expression was the supreme art. I tried to describe that moment of despair. Wouldn't that be great?
Lily with her hands next to her face and try to explain with a full face of joy.
"Oh, now I'm flashing again. The next creation. One day, I went home and my beloved was lying down. But with only your head lying on your back, how about keeping a beautiful dead face on your eyes at a glance?
A lily that talks about a plan that comes to mind before it is put in video and shown.
"My body is lying low. Just lean back on your face. Shocked, stunned and desperate by the surreal sight you can see dead at a glance. Oh, how artistic. You don't think so?
"I don't know...... I'm a maggot. Maggots don't understand art."
Ip Mountain stood up, seemingly uninterested, and left the room without awe.
"Isn't that nice? If Lily thinks so, come on."
Arrange the right words so that the harmonious moon doesn't matter at all.
"Mutsuki, maybe you don't like my artistic activities?
Lily asking with a strange face. It was a good moon driven by the urge to imitate Ip Mountain and just take a seat, but it is a living place, and I took into account that I should go somewhat with it.
"Nothing, no... I guess I just don't have the right hobby"
"Really? I just wondered if you were uncomfortable that I was picking my life in the name of art, but that's not possible, only for you, is it?
It was obvious what the word Lily meant. It's an affair against myself for repeated and impulsive killings. I would have listened to it without feeling anything if it had been a good moon, but I can only remember it being frustrating if I try to make it a good moon where that killing impulse has now disappeared as well.
"Which do you think is heavier than a person's life or art? Yeah, ordinary people would answer with people's lives. But think about it more carefully. Is it truly inferior to the many wonderful works of art that are passed down to future generations and inspire so many people that when they appear like foam, they just disappear? Isn't it something to be ruled by art, such as life? It is my mission to keep track of the loss of life and the despair and suffering caused by the loss of life, which, taken together, elevate it as an art and keep it on video. Now you know why there are so many cruel videos playing online? Because every man is attracted to his heart and shakes his heart like a man dying miserably. Yes, the moment a person dies is nothing but art that attracts, entertains, and inspires people's hearts."
Lilies waving hot valves for fun. While Mutsuki was frightened, part of what Lily said was unknown. People are certainly fascinated by death. Enchanted by tragedy. But that's why calling it an artistic activity that you deliberately created can only be seen as a madman in the eyes of the Good Moon.
There was a reason why Mutsuki was giving herself to such a lunatic.
"Oh, you're finally here"
Lily squeaks with her eyes on one of the monitors in the room. When Mutsuki was also followed and looked at the monitor, a group of men and women was shown in front of the gate of the hall.
The gate opens and the two enter the premises of the hall. Lily picks her up to the front door, and the Happy Moon continues into the aftermath.
"It's been a long time. Lu"
Opening the front door, Lily greeted him with a full grin.
"This guy is a proper person. but not a player. Sounds like one of the operations of this game."
Lu does not return a greeting for Lily and gives a commentary to Yukie beside him.
"My name is Rain Shore Lily. This is Mutsuki, and he's one of my guests."
A lily gracefully graced toward Yukie. Yukie also meets lightly.
"I'm glad you went to kill Mika Tsukinawa as directed, but I didn't expect you to fail."
Lilies that talk really unexpectedly, not disgustingly.
"Ashiya showed up. He sticks to me, he's a real jerk."
Put your head on lightly and land reports on the tannic side.
"I hear Makoto Aizawa was at the scene, too. How'd it go?
In response to the name that appeared in Lily's question, the heart of the Good Moon rang loudly.
"Nothing. I don't have a big impression. I was hoping, and it looks like I could do a little, but I guess it's enough enemies to take me down whenever I feel like it."
Not that I can afford it, but on a mouthful of land that I really think so, Mutsuki has had feelings similar to anger.
(Aha, you lick too much for the truth. He's not that easy to take balls for. Come on)
A good moon that reminds me of being blurted out once and spills bitter laughter so that no one will notice.
"I'll meet King's original next time."
The moon didn't know what the word Lu uttered meant, but it seemed to pass for Lily, blushing blatantly.
"That's... could you please refrain? It could ruin my writing."
Lilies showing difficult colors.
"I hope you don't give me any more instructions on what I want to do. If the muscles go crazy, you can rewrite them based on my behavior."
When told unilaterally in an unscrupulous and extreme way, Lu turns his back on Lily and just walks out of the hall. Of course Yukie follows.
"Aha, I just came to show my face, and I feel like I just left. That's the worst taboo ever. Even the lilies had an extraordinary atmosphere."
"He's a tough kid to control. My falsehoods that suit him are also borderline. But you have trouble losing it now, relative to Junko. I was wondering if someone could sneak up on me."
Lily smiles bitterly at Mutsuki's pointing out, putting her hands on her chin and conceiving.
"Let Ip Shan move again. Yeah, he's the one who can do it."
It was a good moon that I thought I would shake, but I was relieved that I had not been nominated.