Junko's consideration led Yoshiku to sleep at the Yukooka Institute for a while.
The President pickled the formalin has cracked his face, and until the matter of clone sales settled, because he was warned that acting alone and going home was dangerous.
But by that logic, as long as the formalin-pickled president himself is not devastated, I've always wondered if solo action would be dangerous, but I'll follow that honestly, as long as I think about it later.
At dawn of the night, Yoshiku will be the first to open a whiplash site. The article I posted was properly reflected on the site. Besides, it's top news.
The reader's response was also amazing. It has more than four digits of 'Like', even though it's about three hours since it was reflected. A large number of sentiments were also written, many of which were favourable reactions to the article or critical texts to the formalin-pickled President.
"There you go!
Unexpectedly shouted, Yoshiku clenched his fists in both hands and gasped pose.
"Ok - you have a lot of reactions ~. True brother should be apprenticed too."
And Midori said...
"I don't like it."
Truth returns that immediately.
"I'd like to show this to my desk."
I remember and whine about the senior deputy general manager who looked at me in the morning shitty newspaper.
Junko, True, Midori, Zuo, Tired and breakfast in the living room, the six of us talked about the article and the topic of its reaction all the time. Especially when Zo and Midori praised Yoshiku so much that Yoshiku was in a good mood all the time.
"I had a lot of resistance to exposing my real name to grandeur, but are you okay?
Yoshiku asks. Although, on the back street of credit number one, activities under pseudonyms and anonymity were quite repellent, and since they were taught in Zao, they were sold under their real names when it would be difficult for them to get a job and not get attention.
"Yeah. It's not okay at all, so I tentatively suggested we stay here."
Junko says in a light tone. Tentatively helpful, but then I want to ask what to do, but I felt like I was going to be considered a chicken even when I mouthed that, and I didn't.
"If you fall in the back street, everyone is in danger. It's like dragging a tiger boy out of a nest hole and exposed him while you stepped into the tiger's nest hole to step on the tiger's tail. I'm pretty sure you bought tiger rage."
Tsuo told me that, then I thought it would have been better to be anonymous or pseudonymous, but when I mouthed that, I also felt like I was going to be a chicken, and I didn't.
In the morning, Yoshiku will also collect information online. Zuo said, watch the articles and videos he gave you for a long time and check carefully because it also means there could be whistleblowing and leaking information about the people involved.
It was noon and the number of visits to and reactions to the article in the first place increased, but there was no dizzying information provided.
Mika visits the institute at the end of lunch.
"I saw an article on Clone Idol Sales! Wonderful work!
"Ha, I'm extra glad you admit it."
Mika has also praised her when she looks at her face, so Yoshiku puts a smile on her head.
"Why are you extra happy it's me!? Say it!"
"If you praised Takada for calling him mass garbage, mass garbage, and he was suspicious, it would be natural to feel that way. The latter will be more than happy to be praised by those who originally supported them and to acknowledge the achievements of those who denied them."
True answers instead to Mika, who looks frigid.
"Oh yeah...... If you ask me...... I'm ashamed of myself for not realizing such a simple thing"
Upon true pointing, Mika noses white and drops the tone of her voice.
"There's no new information like this coming in, and I want to get into a regular guest's house called Migitani Sent from the Frozen Sun yesterday"
In front of the face plus Mika of the Snow Oka Institute in the living room, Yoshiku expresses hope. By the way, the plant pot raw head pair has been moved to another room.
"At home in Miki Valley, I'd like to grab some evidence of whether clone idols are surrounded, but this has nothing to do directly with the Formalin-pickled presidential protest, and I wonder if it's hard for you guys to ask for it."
Junko and the others are in a relationship because they are a common hostile organization, and they are cooperating with us for a long time. When it came to expanding the scope to customers of the organization, it was likely that Junko and the others would be out-of-range, and I said so because I thought I would have to do it alone, but on the other hand, I had expectations that they would still be able to cooperate.
"It doesn't matter. When the privacy of a customer is exposed, it hurts for the organization as well. dating that paparazzi can be said to be part of the protest against the formalin-pickled president"
"True you're right. Hey. Besides, we got on the same boat once, so even with some detours, I think we can hang out. Without saying anything too hard."
Makoto and Junko went on to say that, so Yoshiku is relieved.
"Thanks. Because I can't just use the power of the pen, but I guess I started the fight without my own sword. Looks like I'm gonna have to borrow your sword to the end of this case. They're going to think it's thick."
I say I feel sorry for Yoshiku while I put my head on.
"There's a quick way to have your own sword. If you can be my experimental bench, you can prepare yourself for combat."
and Junko.
"No, I'd rather not."
I laughed bitterly and put my hands up in front of my chest, standing in a surrender pose.
"Is Jun not coming next time? I'm coming."
"Mika will be there, too, and it's just about a foursome party, isn't it? I'll keep my exposure modest this time."
Junko smiled at Midori asking and replied so.
Formalin-pickled President's Clone Manufacturing Factory Exposure article, decorated with the top of one side of Whiplash, naturally also saw Iguchigaya.
The videos shot inside the clone culture plant are given to you, even to the articles of reporters carefully shot, and to the fact that they are admired, Inouigaya's bowels boil back.
"Take my business out of stock and get popular!
Iguchigaya screams unexpectedly. That was the part where he was most angry.
I find intense jealousy that the accusations on the news site call for topical attention and that a man named Yoshiku Takada, the journalist who shot it, is appreciated. Those to be evaluated. He who is entertained. They are all jealous subjects for Iguchigaya.
It was just vain to form a status and wealth. More than that, Inouigaya wants fame. I want to get noticed, and most importantly, I have a big desire to be thistled. I want to be hailed and respected as a great guy.
Speaking of luxury, I want to get a good rating for everything. I want to be praised. All in all. I would also like to be told that you are smart. I would also like to be told that it looks good. I would also like to be told that the achievements and abilities are amazing. Above all, I want to be hailed as great with my consent when I come to an argument. I also want to be recognized for my personality. Anyway, I want to satisfy my desire for approval.
I realized that getting people's good reviews was the hardest thing to do above all. I hit the wall. Iguchigaya thought it was much harder than getting rich.
But I only got the status, so I can be famous for once.
So at least I want to get some attention. I just want to raise my reputation because I don't care about notoriety. I want someone to watch. I want you to be aware. I want to be rumored. That's why I made it my hobby to incite online.
I gave up getting thistled by an unspecified number. That is hopelessly difficult from any point of view. No matter how socially successful you are, you don't earn people's respect. To the point of being jealous at best.
Inouigaya's obsession with attention and fame begins with unpleasant childhood memories.
When I was in elementary school, mainly, the guy who could play sports was thistled. Jingtu Gaya had poor motor nerves and was often made a snooze. When you go from elementary to middle school, the good and bad looks also have to do with popularity.
But Inouigaya has a bad face and a low back. Even I want to be respected by everyone, but I never get that.
On the other hand, the guy who can play that sport or the guy with a good face even jerks off against himself. It's funny how a guy who plays a jerk gets fucked. Just the luck of birth, this irrationality. unfairness. Iguchigaya cursed his destiny.
After stepping into the back street, I checked their whereabouts and hired a man of an unrecognized profession, even in the back street called a kidnapper, to expose all the guys who bullied themselves as children.
I killed them and my childhood grudges cleared up. Clear from the bottom of my heart. I felt like half the trauma had been eliminated. Kidnappers said revenge on former bullies is a pattern of behavior common to those who fall in the back streets.
With anger and complexes in the spring, Inouigaya became both a status and a fortune, but that's not what I really want. I want to be recognized by people. I want to be respected from the bottom of my heart. That's all.
That's why I can't forgive you. By virtue of this, there are those who have uncovered and rattled what they have made and have gained accolades from the majority. Inouigaya is getting what he wants. There is nothing more unforgivable to talk about.
My boss's top executive - Akino Kazuka calls me.
Have you seen Whiplash's website?
Inouigaya tongued dignified without even hiding to the incense that shook the topic as expected.
"Can't you mean putting pressure on this organization?
I'll ask you in a bad note, Inouigaya. We also know that it would probably not be possible to exert pressure on the information organization on the back street to take down the article, etc.
"Can't you use your head a little more? Where pressure has been exerted, the facts cannot be erased. People's memories cannot be erased. That kind of pressure is foolish. '
Iguchigaya regrets hearing the words returned from incense and not asking for anything extra.
"Do you ever turn this reporter off?
But as for the individual reporter, I don't think there's a problem. I've already hired a killer for that.
'Hopefully that will be done wherever possible. At your discretion. However, at a point suitable for the Yukooka faction, the difficulty seems high. "
Inogaya finds herself irritated by the fragrance of her mouth as if it were other human resources. This is always the case with this top executive.
"It's a way of saying you don't seem interested, but then why bother calling me?
Ask Inouigaya in a disgusting tone.
'Cause it's work for once. Nothing more or less. Just fulfilled the confirmation as a job. To that job, I'm not annoyed, I'm not passionate. Perform a minimum of duties. Don't you like that?
I think Iguchigaya should stop saying sarcasm.
"I'll deal with it without you having to tell me. I'm passionate about this job."
Ubuku Inouigaya.
"One of the hired killers is a well-known man with the street name 'Angel', who has also defeated Makoto Aizawa before. He is the owner of a first glance track record without being exposed to his real name, but without being underestimated."
'I've heard of Angel, too. You're an impeccable candidate to fight.'
"The other is an ancient ginseng and famous end-of-life shop with an even older season than Angel. Sometimes I beat Junko Yukioka's mouse under the name of Yoshiaki Kido."
'I don't know that one. So, which one do we guard, the auction or the correctional facility?
"The person in charge will have good security at the correctional facility. Although the auction can be cancelled in advance and avoided, because it is difficult to move the personnel and goods of that facility immediately. I want to make sure they leave when they get here."
'I hope it works. I hope so, not sarcasm. Bye.'
In Kaori's last remaining dialogue, Inouigaya finds himself uncomfortable. It's like the first care this guy ever showed me.
(Did you change your attitude when I told you? No, you're not. Something personal for him...)
I don't know, but I felt that way.
Come on, you guys.
Switching the phone to ext., Inouigaya makes the call.
After a while, eight beautiful girls visit the room. Everybody, it's a clone dedicated to Inouigaya.
"Praise me, you guys."
Tell the clones around you.
"Master Kozo is the best."
"Master Kozo, it's lovely."
"Master Kozo is cool. I love you so much."
"If it's for Kozo, I can die."
"That's right, Inouigaya-sama was different."
"Awesome, I admire it"
The clones all smile and praise Inouigaya with their mouths. It's not even a bar reading, it's a proper emotion.
(That's the way it is. Naturally)
I know it's a praise made. But even the praise of such a disputed thing was Inouigaya, who actually felt comfortable when smiled at and told with his voice.