On the doorstep with one more body, the truth was I was relieved for a while.
He broke his neck and died, the mutilated body of his mother. I lived until just now. Until this morning, we had breakfast together. Now it's rolling into an unspeakable corpse.
(Be a bad dream... How is this supposed to happen?)
I want to cry but I can't cry. It was as if my senses were paralyzed. And I don't want to admit the sight I have in front of me right now, it's real.
The moment you admit it's real, the moment you accept it, tears spill out of your true eyes.
True that doesn't leak whimpers, just keeps crying in tears.
After a while, I recall a total of one word.
My head suddenly gets cool. I can't stay like this. If even Jen and Zongde are being targeted, they have to be protected.
(You mean to make me sad and suffer by killing people close to me? But what did I do to get resented by Umemu?
Same class, but I don't remember talking. I don't remember doing anything to make you resent me.
I am honestly relieved that there is no name for Junko in the mouth of Umemu. They don't seem to know it exists.
First make a call to Sotoku to see if it's cheap or not. If you're at home, it doesn't taste good. Toichi will be on his way to kill him. We have to move them.
"Sotoku, are you okay?
"Oh, my God, are you okay?"
Zongde came out, and True relieved.
"My mother was killed. To that plum palace. They told me you and Jen would kill Deer Mountain next."
'Huh? What are you talking about? You make jokes like that...'
"If you say it's a joke, come to us! Now!"
Hang up the phone unilaterally if you scream. I will call Jen next time, but she won't answer. I also called Yumi's house and cell, but this one didn't answer either.
(No way anymore...... No, it's too soon for anything. First, you rendezvous with Sotoku I got in touch with.)
Head to the kitchen and put the knife in your bag. And I checked the backstreet site to see if the gun wasn't readily available and found a way to do that lightly. Talk directly to the traffickers.
"Why would a kid like you want a gun? You want to rob me? Or do you want to kill someone you don't care about? Nobody sells guns unless it's a fucking overseas mafia."
A frigid looking man looks frigid about the truth and asks.
"My parents have been murdered, and I and other humans have been targeted."
To be honest and succinct,
"You don't seem to be lying, so I'll meet you in person and sell you"
And it was well accepted. Even if I believed the truth wasn't lying, I was surprised that in Japan today, if I wanted to, it would be so easy to get a gun.
Where I took a breath from doing what I could now, my pity for the killing of my mother in front of me just now pushed me again, tears spilled out of my true eyes again.
On the way to Zongdeok's arrival here, he was also afraid that he would run into Toichi unluckily, but he safely followed him to his true home.
"What the hell..."
Seeing the three bodies on the front porch, Zongde was stunned.
"Don't you see? It's called a corpse."
To maintain spiritual equilibrium, I mouth jokes that I would not tell if they were normal true, in a pale tone that is no different from my usual true tone.
Zongde clearly saw that there was still tears after tears in the true face crouching on the front door. I don't know how long I've been crying, but it was felt by Zongde that with all this catastrophe happening, there is a will that Truth is trying to face up to this situation.
"I killed him, except my mother. Look at this. Umemu broke it. With bare hands."
Turn to Zongde and show him the broken gun.
"I had some strange powers. It's like a comic book. It was a force that I didn't think was human."
"Is that it? Vampire virus. Otherwise, you got power at the Snow Oka Institute or something?
"Yukioka..."
True to be shocked that its name came out of Zongde's mouth. Neither Zongde nor Jen taught me the name of Junko. I haven't spoken at all about what kind of child he is.
"It's a guy named Yukioka Laboratory. You know that? No, I heard it from Deer Mountain recently, too. It sounds like a famous rumor."
"I don't know...... What kind of rumors?
"I only know the synopsis, but instead of being an experimental bench for the Mad Scientist in that lab, he said he'd get great power. It's the price of human experimentation, so if you're unlucky, you die."
(No way...... But what a rare last name is Yukioka...)
It is a rare surname, it is always worn in white, and I cannot say no to it at all.
"Did you do anything to make me resent Umemu? Do you have any idea what that is? So much so that they say they kill the people around them..."
That's my question.
Sotoku steals a dead body in tannic surfaces. There were many things I wanted to say, but when I think about what unstable mental state the truth of being killed my own mother is in right now, I choose words for boulders.
"Have you contacted the police?
"You can't do that. I'm dressed to be holding you and Jen hostage. Besides, how am I supposed to explain this situation? I killed two of them, too."
After being questioned by Zongde, Truth was strongly aware that he had stepped into an area he should not have crossed. It took off the regular rails and the dots beautifully.
"What happened to Jen?"
"I don't hear from you. No matter how many calls I make, I'm not answering."
I don't want to think that Toichi killed Jen anymore, but given the fact that I wouldn't answer my phone many times, I couldn't help but be anxious.
"Then you can't help but sit still here. I need to go find Jen."
"Right."
Zongde tells me in a powerful tone, Truth rises. I already sneaked a knife in the bag.
He said, "Why did you have a gun?"
"I don't know that either. Someone sent me, as if someone had predicted this would happen. It's also a mystery around here, but I'm pretty sure someone other than Umemu is involved."
True and sophisticated to exchange conversations while walking.
"If I sent you a gun, aren't you on your side?
"I hope so."
If you are the one who will be on my side, I doubt there will be such a half-way way to help, such as sending only guns and then throwing round. There may be some special circumstances.
"What are you going to do next time you see me if you're trying to force me to do something that doesn't make sense enough to break my gun with my bare hands?
"I bought a new gun. I'll go get it later. If we run into each other before that, we'll figure this out..."
Just open the mouth of the bag that True lowered from his shoulder and make the knife inside look Zongde.
"Before I do, I guess they're after Zongde and Jen. I'll do something to protect you."
When Sotoku sighed loudly as he was frightened when he heard the true word, he stopped his leg and picked up the iron pipe that was rolling in the corner of the road.
"Then I'll fight too. It doesn't mean you've got any special powers."
Zongde smiles invincibly as he slams the iron pipe with poms and palms.
"We've had a couple of pretty nasty fights so far, but this time it's smashed. If you're bad, you're dead. Besides, you're the first one to get killed."
Though True returned it that way, Zongde doesn't show how it moved at all.
"But you'll protect me, won't you? It's annoying to say this, but you're strong."
From Zongde's point of view, this partner, more than thirty centimeters taller than himself, was always comfortable and reliable to be next door when fighting. It was really creepy and refreshing to use a spring of nature with a small body to ramble around and beat down the big guys of my body more than I did.
(Right. Sometimes I can do it because I'm the one who crossed the line)
But True couldn't take Zongde's words honestly, and he was consolidating his dark resolve.