The next morning, during Euthanasia II, the first hour was crushed and it became a carriage of emergency morning prayers in the gym. (i) All students expected yesterday's third grade students to touch on the victimized murder.

Meanwhile, rumors were circulating that were between students.

A female student named Reiko Kikuchi was raped in front of the public during the day.

The killer is the same man who wore a little face that murdered a three-year bad group. Moreover, it is a story that he was wearing a school run during Euthanasia II.

There are also stories of images and videos appearing. Many of them have been removed quickly and are no longer visible, but they have been posted on back-of-school sites and have also flown to major SNS, anonymous bulletin boards and pornographic sites in third countries, and very many have said they have confirmed through them.

Naturally the rumors were circulating even in the true class. Good thing Reiko himself didn't show up, he even showed up openly speaking up and talking good about saving the video, and the girls in an exasperated group of Reiko were blamed, and then beaten up truly alternating with Sotoku and went straight to the infirmary.

Initially, I was thinking of actively balancing the rumor online, but I couldn't forget that unpleasant feeling since I finished the rape with an attempt, and I completely lost my mind about it.

Even rumors that it sounds like a hissopotamus there, Toichi is offended by the mood, the beginning and end of nausea diligently. Neither yesterday's dinner nor this morning's breakfast went through my throat much.

"Do you think that rumor is true?

During the morning ceremony, Zongde, who should be behind the most, comes and speaks to the true source in the front line.

"I don't give a shit about rumors... but don't worry about it"

True answers. The fact that Reiko is not here reinforces the credibility of the rumors.

"About the three years of them, but it's hard to make up a story about the Phantom Man."

"I think so too."

It is true that I want to think so rather than think so. Reiko and I have been talking recently, and I want the story to be false.

But as if to break such a true desire, suddenly one female student ran up to the stage, snapped a microphone from the principal and told him this.

"I was offended yesterday on my way to school."

It was Reiko Kikuchi.

'Rumors are true. A lot of people watched. Some people were killed trying to help me. As rumors have it, he was wearing our school uniform and he was wearing this side for a bit'

Reiko speaking faceless and pale, as if true. Until then, the students who were chatting shut up, sipped and listened to Reiko. Even teachers are getting too hardened and unable to move into too many events.

(What are you talking about, he... Why are you being offended? I didn't do it till the end)

For a moment, I made a sudden call, but I noticed the boulder why Reiko was self-exposing and exposing himself.

(But I did it halfway, and the video took me... rumored... so I was shocked and did that... so what?)

In total, the first imagination was a hit. Even if it doesn't get to the end, Reiko has planted plenty of fear and humiliation, and one rumor runs that he has been mausoled. That's too much to break Reiko's heart.

'I had the worst experience and my heart was killed. I'm sure I can't have a decent life ahead of me anymore. Were you satisfied with this? Everyone who enjoys the rumor that I've been offended.'

"Stop."

Yumi went into the stop and tried to take up the microphone, but Reiko threw the microphone away herself and jumped off the stage. And two years in a row - I look toward my own class. Obviously, it's pouring its gaze on the true one in front of it.

Slowly towards the true. Keep staring at the truth the whole time. Both true and Zongde breathe in an atmosphere that is clearly out of track.

"Hey, you already know, but I like you, Aizawa. Will you hang out with me?

Until then, Reiko smiled, saying in a voice that often passed as a large number of students watched. No, I deliberately said it out loud so that all the students could hear me.

The truth was I couldn't answer anything. I can't think of any thoughtful words. But Reiko continues her words with a laugh, as if she had seen through such a true reaction.

"That's right, because I got dirty, and that's how I got to know, so I can't afford it."

Reiko with a distorted half laugh and says in a masochistic sounding tone. From anyone's eyes, it's obvious that her mental state is strange right now. Whatever words will be thrown, it will be turned into an exploding mine.

"I can't hang out with you for that reason, that's not true. But it's not..."

But even in silence, I kept interpreting it in a bad direction, and I found it hurting, so at least it was true that I chose a word that didn't hurt me and tried to relieve her heartache, but it couldn't have worked either.

"If that's the case... just hang out with me for two strands... I can be the second... console me... Heal me..."

With a distorted smile, she spills tears from her eyes, and Reiko says in a tone that sounds like she truly pleads. In fact, it was a cry of the soul, maybe a plea.

Truth is, I didn't know what to say. I pushed him to shut up, and while I was doing so, Yumi and other teachers came and took Reiko away. Truth is, I should have said "yeah" there, and I've regretted it ever since.

Lunch break. Totally one had spread the lanobe that day, but I hadn't read it just in pose. Because of what happened in the morning, it doesn't get in my head at all.

Reiko Kikuchi, who was one-sided, broke. I broke it myself. When I killed both of my three years of defects, it was just refreshing, with no guilt whatsoever, but when I was Reiko, it was different. Due to the poor aftertaste, a total of the best thoughts remained almost suspended.

(This also means it's all his fault...)

The first thing that Kenichi thought when he finally tried to regain his mind was the idea that the culprit of all sins was Makoto Aizawa.

(I suffered because he was there, and Kikuchi was there. It's his fault. Besides, what's that morning interaction? I'm glad he handled it better and supported Kikuchi, but fuck you. He usually plays a cool character, and his make-up skin peels off here. Ah, pity)

I raise myself to the shelf and turn down my response to true Reiko as impudent in me, and I learn to be intensely irritated.

"Then I wonder if you can finally get into production. First of all, I'll hire about three people who are good at backstreet havoc here, so you don't get your hands on yourself, and you don't use those three. Give them instructions to attack someone around you, Makoto Aizawa. Not in person."

Junko Suzuoka tells me by email, but the content was an odd substitute.

'Using? Using someone who's not me for what?

'I suppose you want me to think that's also for my research, and an uplifting element of the game. It's necessary for me, so it's not exactly working my way through the scenario. "

He did not return a satisfactory explanation, but decides that it would be better to follow the instructions. Somehow he gave himself strength. You will naturally have more power than you have now, and it is decided that you should keep the relationship well.

"Then would you like his family?

Ask with a distorted grin.

'Wouldn't that be nice? I'll take care of it later. "

My e-mail with Junko Suzuoka is over. I don't know what it means to bother using the hands of others, and I don't know why I give instructions to those three chimps, not Junko Yukioka, but I already didn't care about that question in the totality one.

(I guess he's blessed with a good family, unlike me, anyway. Just thinking about how sad he will be when he is butchered in front of you)

I didn't know that anyone in the same classroom could put such evil thoughts on dew, etc., but the truth was Jen and Sotoku, and Yumi in front of it, creating an air that was obviously more and more.