Snow Oka Institute in the morning. There were four figures in the living room: Junko, True, Midori and Tired, taking breakfast. On the walls of the living room are placed side by side the matte, which has been transformed into a vegetable pot neck, and Akajo Yi, who once tried to trick Junko into an exclusive contract, but failed, and the matte is equally raw neck potted.
Zuo was absent while going on a relatives' overnight trip, but is scheduled to return at noon today. The truth is that I had planned to return earlier, but I was caught up in every inheritance, and I was badly delayed in returning.
"Yesterday's environmental protection demonstration, did 100,000 people get together? Ah. Good job. Even though they're just dancing, it's no different from religion. Oh, are the demonstrators from" Grim Penis "saying they've got 300,000 people together? Reading Saba triple or something...... Ugh... The fourth boy, the teacher killed himself in agony and made headlines, but when I read the contents, he just shot me in the bottle and hung me in shock!
Midori, who finished her meal as soon as possible, projects a holographic display in front of her and looks at the newspaper site, shouting out loud.
"Are all the kids so weak today? After all, the hyper-loose education that went into effect ten years ago was wrong. You know, pure sister. Would you like to try to get a shot at how many people would commit suicide in shock by trying to get a binta from one end of the elementary school walking down the road?
I look at Junko, with Midori grinning slightly.
"No, no, I think if you do, you'll be arrested for having a case -... Why are you telling me that in the first place?
Junko asks bitterly.
"Isn't it because I thought you'd be serious about dealing with me?
"No, no, no..."
Truly said, Junko waves.
"If I'm going to do it, I'll be fine. I look like a senior in elementary school, so I don't blame you for the fact that elementary school kids are fighting each other from the side. Yay, it's really convenient to look like a kid. So why don't you just go?"
Midori jokingly poses to go outside.
"You're okay with being tired. Is it going to be me or Yukioka?
"Uh... me... do I look like an elementary school student? Only myself... I thought I was old enough to enter junior high school..."
Hear the true words and ask when tiredness seems unexpected.
"I think tired middle school students are a bit painful. Midori is taller than tired, but she looks young."
And, true.
"I'm a kindergartner, yo."
You assert yourself in a tall voice.
"Aren't I the only one here who matches looks and ages? Ah, maybe Zao."
Says Yi, who is the only one who has not been treated for immortality, reincarnation or rejuvenation.
"What's that? It looks like everything. Yo. That's why I'm so happy now."
"I don't understand. I'm so unhappy... When the hell are you gonna get me out of this hell..."
"I'm just chatting with Junko and Midori, and it's fun."
Yi tells me it's a pair of heads.
"Conversation alone is fun because it's gainful. I mean, Jun Sister, why don't you make sure you can see everything online?"
"Oh, right. I'm sorry I haven't bothered you before, you scumbag. I'll make a trick for you to see in your body later."
And Junko, prompted by Midori, turned to Shiraito, and told him.
"Wow, thanks. Sister Midori with care, Sister Junko with kindness"
"Um... I don't have... do I? That's right."
I greet you with a heartfelt happy smile, and a sarcastic grin and a bumpy and squeaky fortitude.
"I mean, it's okay. Mm-hmm. The newspaper doesn't want to be on the news about the sale of idle clones. I gave in to power and violence, and I wouldn't do it if I went to Dasa. Gossip magazine is still in the mood."
Midori roared, opening both the gossip site and the newspaper news site.
"The essence of freedom of the press is freedom not to report. People who only see newspapers get skewed in their knowledge and information - this."
"Hmm, I wonder if anybody's only got TV news and newspapers right now?
Junko spoke differently to Midori's words, but Midori shook his neck to the side.
"No, no, no, pure sister. You're not, this is it. There was an unsaveable, rugged father in Midori's old reincarnated home who only watched newspapers and television, believed that the information was everything, and believed that those stories were not false. It's also depressing for my parents to grow up in a stupid house, so I killed myself when I was about four. Since then, I've decided to remove only the countryside as a reincarnation target. The country doesn't suit me."
"Why bother burning yourself... Besides... it would be prejudicial to think about the countryside in this way."
Tired pokes.
"It's ironic that the press in the back street is more decent."
True said. Mass media specializing in backstreet events exist in the backstreet, and they are mainly handled by information organizations.
"That's right. The back streets are top of the line, so if it's biased reporting, or if it's false information, it'll be dry in no time, or if it's bad, it'll turn into a war. Come on."
Junko says, but we all know that without being told.
"The information organization on the back street is hard to take too much money, isn't it? Because Midori could barely see the news site run by the information organization for a small amount of money, it was always time to purchase the information behind it from the news site on the street."
From Midori, who lived all his life as a child, the scope of action was often tied up at the convenience of the gold in hand, not just in the matter.
"Hmm... I haven't put any effort into news related, but I think 'Frozen Sun' is cheap, but hey"
Junko, who gives the name of the information organization he's benevolent about.
"Ma, now that my pure sister pays me super pennies, I shouldn't have to feel comfortable. It was a habit. All right, I'm gonna sign you up from one end of the line."
Declare, and quickly Midori opens up news sites run by backstreet intelligence organizations.
"I won't stop spending money on that, but don't spend it on weird things. I don't want to sound too loud."
"Okey, pure sister. It's on my body. - Hey. I'm not wasting it."
Midori replies back to Junko, who is comfortable.
"If I were Midori, she wouldn't even be sneaking into porn sites. haha."
Yi flies such jokes. After that Yi statement, the conversation in the living room stopped perfectly.
"Um... are you a bully...? This."
I can't stand the air and Yi says blush.
"You'll deserve that now...... In front of all three girls..."
"Er... no matter how much. If you're a girl these days, you don't think anything about this extent? Besides, it's not a woman. It's just a girl."
Tired called out in sympathy to Yi, but he was more and more a digger of the tomb and an unconscious Yi.