Student members of the Grim Penis are proceeding steadily to demonstrate against Junko Yukioka.
Many people have been puzzled by the fact that demonstrations against certain individuals have been demonstrations that have only ever appealed for environmental protection. Moreover, since the other person is a backstreet resident and even accompanied by eyebrowing urban legends, there are overwhelmingly few people who express their participation in the demonstration than usual.
"The reaction is dull, but still it seems that people get together quite a bit"
We went to Van Damme's room and Katsuura reported.
"Honestly, I can't measure their sincerity toward a demonstration with an individual named Junko Yukioka."
"She has been behind society until now, eliminating the hostile with violence. The goal is to drag him out to the world of the table and give him social sanctions. And let the notoriety of Junko Yukioka be known to no stranger in the society of the table."
Van Damme tells Katsuura the questioning. Katsuura interprets whether the demonstration will be noticed and the name of its Mad Scientist will expand indestructibly.
"It's a role they can play because it's right for them. Make me proud of that. Give it a sense of fulfilment and merit. Meet their pride."
Katsuura takes a small sigh into Van Dam's words, which have been said over and over again.
"It seems that some of them want to emerge and be the face of the organization. There are already prominent children with names."
Aside from whether or not they are calculating, those who get the attention in the group are bound to come out.
"No. They can stay soldier forever. People have their own roles. They act as gears. We're the central body that turns gears - the one in charge of business."
But Van Damme shakes his face small with his hands in front of his face.
"They're too pure. All we have to do is take on the dirty part and keep them dreaming. Of course, the talented can pick it up, but expectations are dim at a time when they are soaking up the present for demonstrations and such. To avoid another Angelina Harris lapse, the top management must be carefully selected."
It was Van Damme's decision that they should remain pure forever, because many of those pure humans support an organization called Grimm Penis.
Van Damme reminds me of Angelina Harris. She was seriously thinking about protecting the environment in this environmental protection group. Making such a person a top executive was the biggest mistake. Such a human being, however tractive and available, learned with varying costs that he should never again be called into the center of the organization. I don't need it for business.
Easy-to-maneuver soldiers must be retained at the site commander level even if promoted. You mustn't even pull me to the staff headquarters.
"Place on them a stronger sense of fulfilment that they are engaged in well-intentioned activities and a sense of mission to deliver justice. And plant it on more people. To keep a soldier as a soldier, you have to imprint him again and again. No matter how badly biased the dualism is, it gives no room for doubt. If they suspect you, they'll collapse away. They become aware of the fact that environmental protection, animal protection, is an unnatural rationale and hypocrisy full of inconsistencies without interruption. That must not happen. Wouldn't you?
If you think calmly, it's fine to kill cows and pigs, while the values of cruelty, etc. only for dolphins and whales, are likely to show that they are crazy, etc., but if you persevere with such imprints, the retarded layers can brainwash more easily in terms of sensibility than reason.
Of course, many Grim Penis executives do not have such values in mind. This is just business. How to devour interests by manipulating public opinion. That's all we're talking about.
If you keep saying that killing certain animals is cruel, a natural destruction, and you plant that notion in many humans and pressure them to turn down a source of food, you can sell another food for that matter.
If we put strict regulations on the development of science as evil, let the development of new products lag behind, and push the heartbeat of a grim penis to say that something manufactured by some companies is a naturally gentle ventilation friendly product, only that product can be sold exclusively.
Of course those shippers are connected behind the grim penis and flush a lot of money into the grim penis.
"In order to establish the business of our environmental protection activities, we need influence in the name of public opinion. To do this, we need a number of pure and proud soldiers who can't think of anything difficult. Number. Yes, we need number. You just have to meet that condition. We need those who believe that environmental protection is paramount. Secure new talent."
Van Dam is somewhat satisfied with the overheating of a good environmental protection boom in Japan, but he is not satisfied. I still wish to hold my hand.
"The students are gathering quite a few, but isn't that the limit anymore in Japan? 70% of public opinion is revolting against grim penis too..."
"What are you saying? Do you agree or disagree with 30%? That's not a great number."
Van Damme gave his expression to Katsuura's words, which he tells with a gloomy face.
"Executives need to be nominated, but members can put a variety of people in indiscriminate. All you have to do is be enthusiastic. Collect more. For example - yes, let the handicapped in. No matter what kind of handles you carry, Grimm Penis will be happy to accept and advertise and hire them in. All you have to do is be willing to contribute to society. That's good enough to be a part of us. Protect the environment - give it the living value of protecting the planet and let it be greatly helpful as a gear"
(Are you aware of your wife?
That's what Katsuura thought. Kate Van Dam, Van Dam's wife, recalls Kate Van Dam as an overlapping visual and hearing impairment and a celebrity more well-known than her husband, Cornelius Van Dam. She does not intend to be involved in her husband's organization, but works in a separate NGO from Grimm Penis.
"Your wife will be delighted."
"Ah...... yeah, sort of. Kate's definitely gonna love this, yeah."
To Katsuura's words spoken in a social dictionary, rarely Van Damme clouds his words and spills a glowing grin.
"I don't work. Neat's good, too. They also have an effective use - worth using. They are the only ones who protect themselves, and if well guided, they can become good consumers. Sell the book. They are eloquent spokesmen who have spared time and only reason. Plant your thoughts and let them speak. Whether it's SNS, anonymous bulletin boards, rallies or demonstrations. And have it spread more widely. To make our ranch more fruitful and rich."
Van Damme keeps talking as if he were going to speak. There is no atmosphere as if you are drunk on your proposal. It speaks in an extremely serious tone.
"There is nothing worthless about this world. Everything can be converted into something of value to us in some way. Think about where you find value, how you use it, and how much you can feed us. Of course, we have to think about cost performance."
But I've been listening to Van Damme's thoughts from earlier on, and Katsuura doesn't feel good at all.
"If people dance according to your ideals, many people will probably be happy..."
sarcastically, Katsuura said. That is ironic, but also true, Katsuura knows.
It is really easy to entrust one biased idea without question. It's also worth living for. It will also be worth the work. The economy also moves. Politicians and the media can get Omama's eat-up. The weak are also saved. With the realization of Van Damme's ideals, there should be more people to gain.
Nonetheless, Katsuura was not allowed any of its joint ventures and could not accept them. It was evil, and I only felt it was a distorted ideal.
"Isn't that ironic? Well, I understand your dissatisfaction."
Van Damme had also spotted the resistance of the dignity of Katsuura's soul.
"From my senses, what I do is the shepherd himself. Sheep give people a variety of favors. Wool, sheep's milk, lamb, matton, parchment paper, lanolin, smooth leather are good too, skulls can be decorated as figurines. Let's make it a spectacle and have fun, of course. Can be used without blurring. And I raise, manage and love the sheep who give me so much favor. You don't like the schematics of those rulers and rulers, do you?
To Vandamm's point, Katsuura affirms in the form of silence.
"Giving the sheep who looked like men a sense of peace and fulfilment in their hearts. Let's just say that's my duty. Protect and guide not to be taught by wolves in the name of reality"
"While pruning your hair?
To such arrogance, Katsuura even asks nauseously.
"Did I tell you? Sometimes you prune hair, sometimes you milk it, sometimes you skin it, sometimes you eat meat too. Sheep have a role in sheep, and shepherds have a benefit to gain because they are shepherds."
I told her in a gentle tone, and Van Damme made her laugh at Katsuura.
Kiyojiro, Seita, Peaches and other key members were still meeting in the conference room of the building in Grimm Penis that day to keep in mind.
Tomorrow is Demo Day. A demonstration that criticizes and repulses an individual, unlike the usual demonstrations.
The information of a Mad Saentist named Junko Suzuoka has been circulated to key members in a keyed account of the SNS Sinner, informing them of who they are, and the date of the decision has already been given, but Katsuura has ordered them not to make it public.
Junko Suzuoka tries to raise morale by touching on how evil and outrageous he is, but the reaction is still not fragrant.
"I knew it was suspicious. I'm still half-hearted."
"What are you talking about now?"
"I'm sure it's suspicious, but we checked the backstreet information site with this eye, didn't we?
"Katsuura-san has orders, and they do exist with this Mad Scientist."
"More than that, if we had a spy, wouldn't we find out if we kept it a secret with a sinner?
"I can't help thinking about that assumption."
I mean, there's no such thing as espionage among us.
"For many of those gathered at the demonstration, I should have been able to help communicate the specific demo content locally. That way we got people together."
"You can't do that. Confused even if told locally"
"But if the Mad Scientist leaks information, it could be taken care of."
"What kind of measures? We can't beat the Grimm Penis Japan Branch demonstrators."
The members argued orally and were about to come to tomorrow's demonstration in a complete system, but once the debate began, there was no cohesion at all every time and it was a mutual assertion and denial of one another. Whether there will be negative opinions or not is fundamental to the debate, but they all tended to only want to deny others because they were extremely reluctant to be denied.
Kiyojiro barely spoke of his opinions or anything else, he was just observing. I didn't like to mix. They look so ugly, I can't help it.
"When I emailed the experiment bench application, a password came into the secret entrance, and I also asked one of my members to confirm the secret entrance in the building. I'm just gonna get in there."
By Peach's report, I finally saw if I could fit in.
"Isn't someone in the building annoying?
To the word of Suntae, it becomes a dangerous air again.
"What are you talking about? Why bother if we're trying to do the right thing?"
One of the members, who was also kachin when Katsuura told him to be annoying, said the same thing to a student member who was in the same position, this time speaking out and rebelling.
"Well, it's not good for the owner of a building to have such a dangerous person under it."
"I mean, isn't that department store a guru, too? Then it's the same evil, so we'll do it together, okay? I'm talking about annoyance."
"There's something really wrong with you. Why bother?"
(Isn't it ourselves who's doing this...)
Seeing Seongtae being slapped for saying something very decent, Kiyojiro remembered his anger, but didn't even say it. No, I can't.
(You're a coward... me)
That's what I think, Kiyojiro.
"Hey, stop it. He's still shallow, so he can't keep up with our ideas. We're normal people -- no, we're always one step ahead of our time, one step up, but we can't push that knoll to new people."
That's what Peaches said and followed, but the followed Seita got in a bad mood.
"It's been a long time since I've been in here. I'm not happy to be defended in such a way that I underestimated him."
"Hey... what are you? What is that attitude with tongue-in-cheek remarks, with you covered?
Peaches also reveal their anger in the words of Suntae.
"Stop fighting -!
Kiyojiro screams in a yake-fucking-mood, and the conference room quiets down.
"Our enemies... not us..."
It struck their simple hearts that Kiyojiro, who was usually a dear, shouted and, moreover, complained so with a trembling voice.
"Right...... Not good company."
"I said too much. Sorry."
"Yeah, me too"
Apologize Aye, the place regained its composure, but Kiyojiro, who inspired it, shrugged that this group was fundamentally useless and gave up.