With a deadly blow, the Ten Nights kicked the floor thoughtfully to avoid pursuit and jumped heavily behind. The twilight falls out of his body for ten nights, and falls sideways at a distance of ten nights.
"Ten nights!
Shaking shouted unexpectedly, shooting at Masami and shooting the gun continuously, but all is squeezed.
Masami ignored the shaking and tried to rush out to stab the stomach at ten nights, but there five Miso golems arrived and stood still.
(Totally good at us. I'm not simply powered by an outlet. He's got a lot of experience. This is... obviously even beyond that Aizawa. He's the most powerful enemy I've ever had)
Pressing her abdomen and looking at Masami in agony, she decided that she would be wiped out if she continued to fight like this.
"Don't get your hands on me! Surrender!
He shouted at the shake he was about to shoot.
"Because if he's as rumored, he's not the kind to stab someone who's completely lost his temper of war!
Put your guns on the floor and let them gently raise their hands to show that you are not willing to fight yourself while screaming.
He also learned to shake it, threw away his gun and dressed it as a freeze.
"Yeah, that's a wise decision, isn't it? Maybe we should go to the hospital soon. Still wonder if it helps. Oh, it's here on the ship, so it's not the infirmary? Isn't the ship's infirmary badly equipped? You know, it sucks, absolutely."
Seeing how the two react, Masami also unravels the combat posture and talks about it in a mess.
He picks up his gun and puts it in his nose. Shaking also sees it and picks up the gun while looking at Masami indistinctly and consciously.
"Shake a Massago."
Instruct the Golems as they carry ten nights.
"Open it."
I say it consciously. The doors were opened and they quickly retreated into the subspace tunnel.
"Mr. Ten Nights..."
"No... Mr. Ten Nights..."
Tutsi and Alisui look down at ten nights of bloodshed from their abdomen and rapidly losing their vitality, resulting in a pale expression.
"It's okay. I can do anything with miso. If you paint miso, you'll get this kind of scratch..."
With the intention of reassuring the two Eko, he makes the clothes for ten nights only, and when he pulls the miso out of Miso Golem's body, he tries to fill the wounds on his abdomen for ten nights and smears the miso all over him.
"Oh, so you're cured? Ah!?
I raise my voice like Alisui is incredible.
"Misago's next."
The same procedure will be applied to the wounds on the Massago.
"Me, thanks...?
Ten nights wakes me up. When I paid the miso on my abdomen, the wound was already blocked.
"Ten nights, I thought you'd been killed. Good. Ahhh."
The shake hugs me ten nights.
"Why... is that wound healed by miso..."
"My wounds are healed."
The healing power of the threat of misogyny was being met by two people, Tsutsuji and Masago.
"The blood is making up for it somewhat, too, but I haven't got it back completely until my health drops, so don't push it. I even get a good night's sleep, and while I'm asleep, the miso nourishment turns, and it's refreshing and full, but can't I afford that?"
Advising the Lord toward the Massago. Ten nights and shaking already know the healing effect of misogyny.
"We've leveled up with a lot of training, but there's more up there."
"Think you didn't have to die because of that training."
Encourage with a gentle voice toward the shaking of repentance.
"Uh... what are we going to do now?
Alisui asks.
"You're going to have to retreat here. I'll see you later. Misago, that's good, right?
"Somehow I understand"
To confirm, Misago replied that he was clearly depressed.
"Whoa, where have you been? - Hey, Eric."
Jeffrey, running down the hallway with his breath out, speaks as he finds Eric walking down the hallway and spills a grin. There was blood coming from Jeffrey's right leg.
"Meh."
Eric also sounds with a happy smile, falling on all fours and rubbing against Jeffrey's feet.
"I just ran into two people, Junko Yukioka and Makoto Aizawa. There was also an Eko named Masago. He's a good guy in the middle of killing humans on Eko's ass, so I don't care if he kills them."
"Meh?"
Eric utters a surprising word with his neck clenched.
"Hmm? Why have you been running? Aizawa and Yukioka were chasing us. He looked like he was gonna suck two to one. Sprinkle well, above all."
Understanding Eric's question, Jeffrey answered.
My phone vibrates. It's from my men. I have a feeling it will be an unexpected report.
"What is it?
"There will be another raid to keep standing. The soldiers were destroyed and the Japanese were recaptured."
"Ha-ha, tell me exactly where it is."
Two engine rooms on the stern side.
In response to reports from his men, Jeffrey looks right at the door next to him. The place where Jeffrey now stands is right, one of the reported places.
"I'm just there... wow!?
As I said, I opened the door, and when I saw the misery inside, Jeffrey turned his eyes round.
Numerous bodies of black-suited soldiers. They were all rolling with their pussies amputated.
"It's my pack. Damn... I can't forgive you. I mean, seriously, my pacli? Are you trying to hunt me down after you find out about my sexuality? Or do you just happen to have a taste for me? Why don't you divine it when you get back to your room?"
Jeffrey whines with bumps as he checks every single corpse.
"Um... I still have a report..."
I don't want to hear any more bad reports.
To his men, who open their mouths with snacks, Jeffrey returns them with a joking tone.
'No, this is a good report. It appears that Masami Toriyama has withdrawn three members of the Eko and the Chicken Resistance, named Masago, in addition to where he was in charge. It did not seem to be a pawn, of which Shibuya Ten Nights and Masago appear to have been seriously injured during the battle with Masami Toriyama'
"Wow, wow...... what kind of power inflation is it to get rid of four people alone that are unmatched by our private army opponents. You're still not the only one, that woman. Was it true that he had left Junko Yukioka many times in the past and overwhelmed Makoto Aizawa?"
It was Geoffrey who laughed unexpectedly.
"Why don't you leave it entirely to her to escort you? In the form of letting Masami Toriyama protect all the Japanese who have been taken away '
"Hey, overconfidence is forbidden. If Toriyama Masami collapses because the enemy's power is still unknown, you lose it all. Even if the numbers are lower, I'd like to leave a little while until the Grim Penis ship arrives. That would do the show once and for all. Oh, move the guy who took Masami Toriyama. If you hide it somewhere else, you can buy some time. The location is a closed library in the library. I'll let her protect me."
Send instructions, and Jeffrey hangs up.
Go back to your room.
"Meh."
With Eric, out in the hallway, Jeffrey just ran into the person in question.
"They said something about moving. What kind of room is this? They're full of corpses, they're cut in weird places, and they're not creepy? That's creepy, isn't it?
Looking indoors over Jeffrey, Masami glanced.
"It's nothing creepy, but I want to know who did it. Maybe he's the one I didn't mark."
"Yeah, yeah. Junko Yukioka or Makoto Aizawa, I don't think they're characters who do this. So were the people I fought earlier. Something about this, a very evil ripple, or something resentful."
"A grudge."
That word of Masami depresses Jeffrey's hands with a pong. I didn't think about the line, but I thought it was possible.
"In any case, I'm curious about this way of killing. Yeah, I'm really worried about you."
"You're just creepy. I don't know what bothers me. Oh, I don't even want to know - What I'd like to know is, you guys, I think you're making fun of people, but what are you gonna do with the people you've taken? Let me know if you'd like? This is my guess, but it doesn't even seem like a sign I use it for slaves or organs or anything, does it?
I don't need to tell you that.
Jeffrey laughs bitterly like trouble. As far as the job description of a person named Masami Toriyama so far is concerned, as long as there is no betrayal of her client, there has never been a case where she betrayed her client, so I don't think there is a problem in answering honestly, but honestly it's a matter of Jeffrey's own emotions, and it's not something I really want to put into my mouth.
"It's not a good thing. I know, but... I don't want to tell you. I can reassert how shitty a creature is, because it's a nasty thing."
There was an emotion in Jeffrey that it was uncomfortable for someone other than himself to commit murder for pleasure, for you to commit murder for pleasure as well. I have a sense that it is refracted myself.
"Oh well. I wonder why my client is so weird. Worst already. I definitely want to support Junko Yukioka and Rin Kishibe. It's normal, isn't it? Hard work, people who are caught. I need your help."
"Whoa."
Jeffrey laughs unexpectedly at Jung-mi, who speaks out in support of his enemies in front of his clients with dignity.
"But I can't get out of my hands because it's my job, too. Complicated. But fortunate in misfortune. If Junko and his delightful companions can stand around enough for me, I think they might be able to help. You've already helped a lot of people, haven't you? You should be careful at best, huh? Of course I'm going to do the request perfectly." Bye. "
When told unilaterally, Masami heads to a designated location.
"Oh, come on, I don't care which side you're on, they say you do it perfectly."
"Meh."
Jeffrey shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, letting Eric try to imitate the same gesture as he rang.