Successfully photographing the situation inside the clone manufacturing plant, Yoshiku, True and Midori returned to the Yukooka Institute.
Mika and I broke up on the way. He seems frightened of his prolonged years, "I want so much to act with mass garbage!," he said at the time of his breakup.
Yoshiku was given one room, where he organized information and wrote articles, edited the footage he had taken, etc.
In addition to Junko Shinmidori, who was not alone in the room, four people pushed him, including Zao, who had just returned home, to look at Junko's work and sometimes mouth out.
"Wow, you're in good shape."
Zuo, who saw Yoshi for a long time, spoke up first.
"I was rugby."
"Oh, were you a lagerman, too? Me too."
I answered with a smile on my head, and Tsuo said happily.
"With that said, it feels similar to Zao's atmosphere."
"The atmosphere is similar in stature. Zo feels like a mini-size."
True and Midori to say, etc.
Zao seemed to like Yoshihisa, who was tight and gave advice to Yoshihisa, and lectured her on how to choose an information organization and how to negotiate. He also promised his organisational counterpart, Whiplash, that he would conduct negotiating practices on his behalf for a long time and that he would handle the footage and articles he had taken for a long time to a large extent.
"You should refer to my way next and do it yourself"
Says Zuo in a good way.
"No, I really appreciate it. Very helpful."
A sincere thanks to Zao for his time. I've had Zao take care of me and help me, but I've finally been able to deal with adults in the midst of looking full of kids, so there are some aspects to relieving me of.
Then Yoshiku goes into writing the article. I get a little nervous when I realize that my article, which I don't even have checked at my desk and don't rework, raises to a public place.
"They won't rework the text, but they'll be checked on the organization side for once"
And, Zuo.
Eventually, the finished article and the edited videos and images are posted to Whiplash.
"Huh, it's over"
"Tired. It will be tomorrow to go up to the site. I'm looking forward to your reaction tomorrow."
Big, exhaling shoulder, pounding and knocking.
"No, thank you for everything."
Yoshiku stands up and bows deeply toward Zuo.
"I used to hate the back street itself, but as I was told, not everyone is a bad guy."
I felt perfectly better, Yoshioka, and I ran that on my mouth.
"The Lord of this laboratory is a bad man. You're not going to be an experimental bench, but you're exceptionally working together, so I don't think I understand that."
True said.
"Before we turn it into a mouse, it would be beneficial for us to strike a formalin-pickled president. If you're going to attack me in an intelligence war, you better fight together."
and Junko.
"By tomorrow, let's also think about our next hand. We have to attack them once and for all."
Yoshiku glances at the new information sent from the frozen sun.
"I hear there's a leak in the name of one of the guests you're calling"
So Yoshiku found some interesting information.
"Miki Valley - the commander-in-chief of Miki Valley Konzern, famous for his pussy, was involved with such a joking organization and bought a clone"
Long standing groaning with his face in his face. But I can make this special dane enough.
"It's not only effective to attack an organization, it's also effective to target those involved in it."
Yoshiku said. Despite the article on the back street, I thought that if even one guest was reported by his real name, his legs could be blunt, and it would be a headache for the President pickled in formalin.
"Yea, do it, okay. It looks like mass rubbish."
"It's not like we're dealing with innocent citizens. I have no hesitation in keeping up with evil organizations, supporting their inhumane business, and hunting them down like they're devouring pleasure."
Making fun of Midori, Yoshiku speaks seriously of his consciousness.
"Do you only hang that person? I don't know if I can do this alone. It's not convincing or impactful. At least three, four if you can."
Junko opines.
"That being said, I don't know, I just accidentally leaked this one person's information. I'm lucky enough to do this, and I don't have the hands to not use it."
Makoto says to Junko.
"Mm-hmm. And this one, he's a street dweller, but he's also a pretty big guy who's familiar with the back. Enough as a scandal for one."
Zao also gave his consent for a long time.
"This Miki Valley is a customer - a customer who bought clone idols the most, but who also invested heavily in them in the early years, and who has secretly given priority to Miki Valley reservations only -? It's really scandalous around here, but the fact that this information was leaked may mean that some of the formalin-pickled presidents didn't feel comfortable about this guy and intentionally leaked the information."
The prolonged reading was a brilliant hit.
"What about raiding auctions, capturing multiple customers, and pulling out information with drugs?
Junko suggests. Yoshiku leaks a bitter laugh only where he doesn't bend the idea that more than one interview is better.
"I'll keep that for the last time. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to get into this Miki Valley home and gather evidence that my guests have cloned idols at home."
Duty to consolidate policy.
"Are you going anytime soon today?
"No, tomorrow's fine. It's not a good idea to stick around that way in a day."
To the true question, Yoshiku giggles and answers that, letting him wink.
(I guess you shouldn't tell me that wink doesn't suit you... He seems to like it)
I sneak up on that. True.
Snowstorm Takada has been a different girl since elementary school.
He was very active, curious and interested in trying anything, liked to move his body, school holidays were always mixed up with boys and interested in ball games, playing with boys quite often after school, or else three of his older brothers, Shizuku, and his younger brother and familiar Akino Kaori of the same age, were hanging out.
Yoshiku wasn't particularly aware that the blizzard was changing, but Incense continued to complain about Yoshiku in the absence of a blizzard when he was definitely changing the blizzard.
Incense was very dear and always passive compared to the active brothers and sisters of snowstorms, but it was seen from the eyes of the prolonged, so that while playing with the snowstorms, he was not opening his mind to some snowstorm.
When I was in fourth grade, the three were eyed by a foursome in sixth grade.
Even when entangled, Shizuku doesn't pull off at all in character, and incense just watches in silence. The snowstorm, on the other hand, raised his hand to a sixth grader much bigger in body than himself, being the second girl, but without any hesitation or fear at all.
That developed into a fight at the outset, and the three were hit by a spill at the end due to the difference in numbers and physique, but only the snowstorm didn't try to cry. Suppose the sixth graders didn't mind that, while the smallest girl was pressured to the point where she had the most guts and left from time to time.
"Awesome - hey, snowstorm. I didn't cry at last."
"Eh heh, because I thought if I cried, I'd lose"
Snowstorm rubs his nose and laughs lightly as he praises as he wets his tears and smiles.
But I didn't like the incense. The fact that the two older boys were losing fights and weeping unnecessarily, but the younger girls endured, even feels like there shouldn't be.
Snowstorms are strange somewhere, not normal in a bad way - incense was triggered by this time, to the point of decisively agreeing so, and even becoming alarmed.
Incense admired Yoshiku, but was therefore anxious that Yoshiku would not notice the abnormality of the blizzard at all. I had a vague feeling that one day the blizzard would cause something uninterrupted and bad to happen.