On Wednesday, the results of the final test were available and the answers to many subjects were returned.
"Awesome as always, this"
Time off, Zongde takes a look at a bunch of true answer papers and laughs bitterly. All subjects are submitted on blank paper, an all-zero until brilliant.
"I can open the textbook, but I'm not motivated. I don't boil the energy to write on my notebook, and nothing comes to mind. I feel like I'm rejecting you."
True to remember yesterday's conversation with Junko as we spoke.
"But I've been thinking about taking that seriously again since the second semester."
"Are you serious tomorrow?
"I need to ask you something more than that. Me, do you ever make faces sometimes?
I know I am always faceless, but from Junko's point of view yesterday, I asked, hoping that I might have an unconscious expression myself.
"Yeah, there is. But to say that, I'm avoiding Jen and I somehow. It's a weird story to touch."
Surprisingly true that even Jen was reluctant.
"I wonder what time it is"
"I feel like I was just laughing for a moment before we had a fight or something. Others, I see, lit up when your girlfriend talked about it or something. And before you fight with me, there are many things that make you look so evil. Looks like he was awesome with that thin-haired teacher of society. And then..."
"No, that's enough"
There are so many thoughts, and even though I find myself giving an unconscious look, there are so many occasions that I'm not very happy, the truth is, I let it go.
"I was hoping for some tips on how to make a good look at the crowd."
"I am, listen to me. Me. Then why don't you be Ate?
When Zongde was annoyed by the true word,
"Shoot - Shoot - ♪ I'm the rule, rogue, executed on the spot ♪ ♪ That's Detective Big Dick ♪"
The opening theme song of the animated song plays in a well-deserved voice heard from the speaker. It's Jen singing.
"Did you jack his broadcast studio again?"
Sotoku smiling.
"You've become a festive poem already, this"
True to think, seeing such a sophistication, that I wouldn't be able to spill a smile naturally here myself.
Jen gets into the broadcast room regularly, sees gaps and sings homemade songs on campus broadcasts. Besides, that's terribly good, and the students' uke is good. Teachers go in to stop them, and they get angry at Jen plenty, but it seemed like they would read the air and wait to sing a song before stopping.
(Uh-huh, is he singing again? Stop without singing a whole song. Teachers also treat Guru and other retards as special. Shit)
Meanwhile, Toichi in reading was driven by the urge to plug her fingers in her ears, but if someone in her class sees her doing that, she's going to get nasty rumors, and that's scary too. Anyway, Jen is a very popular student on campus. You can't possibly do that, such as show a blatant dislike for it in front of everyone.
(What was that yesterday? He said something about proof.)
Surprised Toichi. Yesterday those who beat the truth besides themselves did not show up on the bulletin board. I also suspect that that is a bit of a form of fishing, but nevertheless, I am concerned that there has been no action since then.
(Hmm?)
As the break was about to end, when I put a book in my desk, I noticed that a piece of paper fitted between the textbooks.
The paper depicted a strange pattern, with short sentences such as the address and "I make a wish here".
The pattern painted on the paper was a bug with a small letter that was surprisingly written and resembled a butterfly with six wings. When he sees it, he looks up to heaven. It's the same image I saw on the back-of-school site. He who was beating the truth besides himself.
(Does he know it's me?
My spine gets cold. I also think that maybe other students are letting me in and they are camouflaging me. Or maybe Masumi Aizawa himself is watching that place and trying to figure out who did it.
But while I became suspicious, I was also strongly intrigued. I was attracted to that strange tattoo, and at the same time to the content. There was also curiosity, but something more impulsive than that was pounding and moving a total of one brain.
When I realized it, Toichi had his address on his cell phone.
"Hey, I thought you were going to contact me yesterday, so I didn't think so."
Immediately an email was sent to a total of the best phones.
"Are you the one who endorsed me on the example site yesterday?
While I am aware that I may be being camouflaged, I will ask without giving out any direct words.
"That's right. I'm not in the same class as you, but hey. So don't worry. '
I look around to see if I can feel safe being answered like that. Everyone feels suspicious because there were so many other people messing with their phones besides themselves.
First of all, it's a mystery why someone who isn't in the same class did that writing on that site from there.
"Who is it? It's roundabout. What's power? What's the proof?
"I'm Junko Yukioka. Search and find out about me online. I should be out soon. Because there are circumstances that cannot be contacted immediately. Power is literal power. For no one to beat you. Isn't that proof that this interaction is what it is?
I knew the name of a person named Junko Suzuoka. That suspicious rumor I saw on the urban legend related thread on the anonymous bulletin board. It is the name of the Lord of the Yukooka Institute, who performs human experiments and gives supernatural powers.
'So, final confirmation, you want power? Don't you want it?'
Mysterious inquiry. No, it's not a mystery. I suspect that this is a Mad Scientist deal called Junko Yukioka.
(Thought he was someone in the class, but he was a complete outsider. How did you know I existed? Why are you telling me this? What do you mean, you even know I hate Aizawa?
There are many mysteries. But because it is a mystery, Toichi was attracted. I was savoring that feeling, as if the entrance to the fantasy I longed for was open in front of me.
A bell rings to announce the end of the rest of the day, hurrying to close the phone. Before closing, Total-One had typed in the letters briefly. "Want" and.
When Totally One returned home, a package to Totally One had been delivered by courier on the same day.
Seeing the sender's name, Toichi opened his eyes wide and breathed. It was written there as the Snow Oka Institute. Further under the sender's name is a six-winged butterfly-like print and a small letter that fills its perimeter. It was put up on the net yesterday, and today it's the same substitute that was on the paper that was in my desk.
(For a prank...... too much. Are you serious?
The hand holding the parcel trembles. Feeling the signs that the door to unreality is about to open as a bin, fears and expectations are mixed in and swirling violently.
I went into my room and opened the parcel, and the first thing I noticed was a little face.
(What the... did they fool me after all?
In a mixed mood of discouragement and relief, I take this side a little. Behind it was a bottle of medicine with tablets and instructions.
(Is this our destiny? What is this face?)
Surprised, I got an email just in time. Of course, it's Junko Yukioka.
"Did you get what I sent you?
Reply briefly when it arrives and open the instructions.
What was written was the effect of the medication, the time of effect, the amount to take, the side effects, etc. The effect of the medicine is simple in itself. A substitute for gaining powerful and incomparable physical abilities. Increased muscle strength, partial hardening of the skin, sharp rise in reflex nerves and motor vision. The side effects are that the mental state is elevated and the body stops moving due to recoil when taken many times with a short sensation.
'Cause this is just an experiment. You're gonna help me in exchange for my cooperation, so you're gonna have to follow my instructions, okay? When you take your medicine, you don't get my confirmation. Well, first, take a pill to see if that medicine works.'
When prompted by the e-mail, Kenichi decides to put the medicine in his mouth and pour it in with the water from the pet bottle he had left in his room.
The change happened quickly. I can see that I am surrounded by unwanted exaltation and bliss, and that my whole body grows in strength. When I looked at my arms, my muscles were swelling and enlarged on Mukimuki like a bodybuilder.
"Whoa, whoa! Awesome. Yeah! With this power, I can do anything!
A total of one that I accidentally scream out loud. My family would have heard it, and I would be suspicious, but Toichi was so excited that it seemed trivial.
Email me as if I had anticipated it.
Did you get confirmation? Well, I'll give you a heads up, but I know you want to get the power to do something, but I need you to follow these instructions. And then, when you use the power of medicine to do something, make sure you report it. Otherwise, I can't guarantee my life. '
While I thought it was cumbersome, I thought it might be more cumbersome to disobey the instructions of this mysterious person, and emailed this request.
'I want to kill all the people I don't like. You mean the bad guys in our class, including Aizawa, or the guys from three years? And then I want to offend that stupid bitch who's in love with something bad.'
Calculate your aspirations without hesitation.
"I still have trouble killing Makoto Aizawa. Makoto Aizawa is an important experimental bench for me."
'What do you mean?
'It makes sense to hunt him down. That's why I chose you. It's named after the experimental bench of fate for me. Please don't kill him first if you make a mistake. You're gonna have to follow these steps, too, right?
'Okay. Why don't you just go kill those guys for three years?
I was interested in choosing Makoto Aizawa as my experimental bench for any reason, but at this point it was a total of one I wouldn't try to hear. I was interested, but one of these days I felt like you were going to tell me from the other side, and I thought I should keep it as a pleasure until then.
"I'm not careful not to find out. You should use what I sent you with."
I'm told, I drop my gaze on this surface for a moment.
Seeing the purpose of the face, Jaiichi chuckled and took the face.
(First of all, you used to give it away from me, it's revenge on a three-year bad group)
When I took off the school run and changed into my personal clothes, Toichi put the medicine bottle and a little noodle in his bag and left the house.