"Oh, I went from that super fancy room to an octopus room. You're a toad."
The three men who moved to the Coast Guard ship were forced into the same room as more than a dozen other passengers by placing cloth on the floor, so swinging quickly complained in an eyeless voice.
"Shake, that kind of dialogue, we had a nice room for ourselves - sounds like we're appealing, doesn't it feel good? Most painful."
"Ah, yes..."
A shake that is noticed and seems to shrink with sorrow.
"Alisui and Tsutsuji are on one side, right?
When the Ten Nights consciously say the two Eko, a gap opens up in space for just a few seconds, and Alisui lets them just peek in the face and smile. Ten nights I see it and smile back.
"Junko texted me by now. I forgot. The room's different, but the ship looks the same."
I took out my phone and said...
"Why don't you go show me your face for a second? Junko has a lot to ask."
"Aiyi"
"I'd love to hear it, but I'm not tired yet... because I'm sleepy. Sorry."
To the invitation, the shake rose with a smile, but the ten nights seemed really spicy and refused.
When I went to the room where Junko was, a large number of passengers were sitting on the cloth, just like the room where they were.
"Ah, ladies, stay annoyed"
"Senior Yahoo"
Junko and Shaking, who speak up at about the same time.
Fu captured the figure of the person concerned in his sight, and his pendant reached out naturally.
A girl in goslolly-flavoured clothing, about seventeen or eight years old, sitting in the front with Junko and True Two sitting opposite Junko and the others. Obviously, I know Junko and the others...
(What an unstable black light...... Weakened or shining strong, unbeatable anger and unanswered confusion are appearing)
It just looks like the inside of a person. There was something of interest to me, but it's not my preferred substitute.
"What happened to Missago?
"I wonder if you're making subspace there. We won't be together until we move the ship. I'm alone, but I was able to secure the experimental bench, so they're bringing me into subspace."
In response to the question, Junko also answered the other thing that Junko wanted to hear on the set. It is obvious who the person who will be the experimental bench is.
"Regardless of Junko, who was originally hostile, can we also view our dust resistance as a solemn object to Grimm Penis and Sea Chihuahua? Whatever Junko is, honestly, we're not the only ones who want to keep hostile with this big organization."
That's what I say in my mouth, but I think it's actually quite possible. Best of all, it should be stimulating. However, when I am individually targeted for ten nights and shaking anyway, it can be an anxiety element.
Therefore, we decided that we were weak and that it would be better to install the help of Junko, and he is calculating and complaining.
"Daiji-bu, don't worry, I'll help you when you get a pinch. True, I think you'd be happy to help."
Junko promised me a little help, as expected.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about anything if Senior Aizawa will be happy to rush."
"Why bother with joy? Do I have to be happy to go?"
"If you don't like it, you'll notice this one too."
"There's no way you're going to hate it. In the first place, it's impossible to dislike it when you help people that are so life-threatening. Besides, you don't hate helping a guy with a pattern when you see him."
"In the end, Junko deliberately incited Grim Penis? To make myself more hostile, to bring in assassins. Is that what this is all about?
Blocking the shaking and true interaction, he asks what he most wanted to hear.
"I wonder if it would be a lie if I didn't have that intention. Me and True you are always hungry for excitement. I snuggled up on one of a few stocks and invited them to play, but I don't think it's easy to get around right away because they're a huge international organization that sells out even on the surface.
I mean, we've been training ourselves while they attacked us.
Interpret it on your own, shaking to give you a bounced voice.
The girl and the young man next to her, look at the shake. The man next to the girl was clearly a resident of the back street. But more than a girl, it's an aura I don't like. It's like black gas is the only thing that drifts extensively, that kind of image.
"Right. If you're ready, you don't have to worry. Daily training."
"Why don't we just get Junko to modify it without any trouble with training or anything?
The gossip girl opens her mouth and a grin disappears from her shaky face.
"No, I don't like that kind of thing, do I? Do you want to do something by yourself?"
"Is power not power? What's the difference?
"It's not like the power I polished myself. It's my obsession."
"Attention. Hmmm......"
The girl was not the wind making a small fool of herself about the shaking, she looked like she was taking it seriously in some way with a rare look at the shaking.
(This kid is more right. We need strength. If you can get it, you should get it without worrying)
At the same time he thought about it, he remembered the power he would get from now on, and gave it a little slack.
(It's the price... the price to get the power. Yeah)
Even though I told myself so, he tried not to think about the matter.