Student members of the Grim Penis Japan branch called Junko that morning to demonstrate for the Snow Oka Institute.
"You may know, but it looks like the Grim Penis demonstrators are going to be campaigning for Junko."
The other person on the phone was Ashiya Kurodo, a detective in the Backstreet Division of the Euthanasia Police Department, known as the ultimate weapon of the Japanese police.
"Yeah, I know...... There was no leak on the backstreet site."
In the private room, Junko talks to the monster figures and squad figures decorated throughout the room as he goes around with an air duster.
"This time they're going to demonstrate to the police without permission. Looks like they're spinning information inside a locked sinner, but, well, there's always an informant inside the ideology group. '
"I knew the Grim Penis boss was coming to Japan and the exercise was gaining momentum more and more prominently, but come on. I wonder why it's me."
"You've got a pretty good idea, too, don't you? To drag you out onto the surface stage. To socially annihilate '
"Hmm..."
To Kurodo's point, Junko roars in an unconvincing wind.
"Socially and nothing, me, I'm in a lot of Society exile, and I'm living on the back street?
"Still, you can't stay the way you've always been if your presence is known all over Japan after being dragged onto the surface stage, can you? And depending on how you get out, those who have always stood by you will turn to the enemy at once."
"Haha, does that include Kurodo and you guys?
"Oh, including that."
To Junko, who jokes and laughs, Kurodo said as if to press.
"I think it's okay, but hey. He wants to keep the presence of a child like me a secret, because it's what great people think. Come on. Even if I don't say anything, he'll take care of it on his own."
"Don't deal with this in a funny way."
"Daiji-bu. Because I'll give it a good hand. I'm not going to do anything to kill you."
"I'm very worried about the trick and the trick. Bye.
Saying in a sigh of relief, Kurodo hung up the phone.
"Mr. Blue Neat."
Junko makes the call and makes the call on the ext.
After a while, I knocked, growing bilobes from my head, no eyes, mouth, nose and ear holes only, blue-white smooth skin, the alien Phantom shows up.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
The Phantom, a labor officer at the Snow Oka Institute, seemed happy with just one word of it, twisting his body to show a joyous pose.
Eleven am. The downtown Euthanasia City town was packed with demonstrators and had a vibrant atmosphere.
In Japan, there is a police permit to demonstrate, but this time it has not been granted. As a result, there are no cops usually deployed on the route of the demonstration. Why didn't you ask for permission was to prevent information from being leaked and to get the demonstrators into the building. That's right in front of the police. I can't do that.
Nobody thought about letting demonstrators enter the department store building because the police hadn't seen it and then there was punishment.
More than 90% of those gathered are not full members of Grimm Penis. Ordinary. As usual, this was a terribly low number to demonstrate to a grim penis that gathers large numbers every weekend.
"Five thousand."
Seita reports on the tannic side.
"To this extent? You feel like you haven't said 10,000 or something. More than 100,000 times."
One of the other key members says bitterly.
"No, this is still enough. Let's make the official announcement triple, 15,000, as usual."
And, peaches. Reading Sabah is a demo tradition, but the increase in the number of people in Grim Penis was particularly severe.
"Peaches, they're not good. The police are here. I guess it was because I was unauthorized."
Following a report by Kiyojiro, Peaches struck his tongue.
"A little earlier than planned, but let's get started. The police will let me respond."
Then I'll take the lead.
"I'm coming too."
Some of the key members leave the scene.
"Seita and Kiyojiro are at the entrance to the building and ask to organize the people going into the building. Don't push too hard."
"Eh, I wanted to go to the lead, too."
To instruct Peaches, Seita smiles, half-joking nuances and stupidity.
"The call to organize is also an important part. I've never been inside a building before. Allow a little extra space. It wouldn't taste good if you couldn't move when you came out."
"That's amazing, Peaches. Well thought out."
While I honestly admired and praised him, the other members were Kiyojiro who didn't think too much of anything but I think...
Peaches head to the police, and Kiyojiro and Seita head to the entrance to Kandoville.
(This is getting really annoying)
Seeing the unprecedented situation of demonstrators slipping into the department store, Kiyojiro sweats cold.
Different sights saw some of the visitors, some filmed others, and others fled from the outside.
"Just a little more free. Don't pack it. There, don't move on. Stop. You'll never get out. Yikes."
Suntai calls desperately and tries to take control of a large group that pushes him to the department store.
"I'm not going anywhere crazy. annoying people and customers at the store."
I feel like I'm going to be repulsed again when I put out the word annoyance, but I can't help but say Kiyojiro because it actually looks like nothing but annoyance.
"Evil scientist, come out!
"Stop the research that leads to natural destruction. - Whoa!
Several people are screaming, but it seems that it has not been established as a spree call.
"That's a lot worse, this time"
Seota talks to Kiyojiro with a fed up face.
"I thought going inside the department store wasn't good enough."
Shortly after Kiyojiro says it, I keep getting two emails.
The first house was the report of the lead group. He discovered the switch and dots at the secret entrance, dug in the passwords obtained falsely as human experimental hopes, and pushed down the stairs leading to the basement to the front of the entrance to the Snowoka Laboratory.
The other house came from peaches.
"Shit. The police are angry with Cancún. He said to get out of the building now. Otherwise, there may be future measures to stop the demonstrations."
Look at Peach's email, and if you do, Kiyojiro takes a big sigh of relief.
"I wonder if I should call you to turn back"
"Yeah."
Kiyojiro nods to confirm Seita.
"Hey, guys, pull back! Withdraw!
If you don't get out of the building, you're under arrest.
The arrest is a lie, but I think it seems more effective to say so, and Kiyojiro dares to lie like that.
But even to the two calls, the group rarely tries to move.
"There seems to be no sign that the lead group will move either."
"What happens, this..."
Knowing that there was nothing we could do on our own, it was Shinta and Kiyojiro who were flabbergasted.
A huge display is projected into the living room of the Snow Oka Institute, reflecting the entrance to the Institute and the perimeter of the building.
Relaying footage is due to Midori's technique of projecting schizophrenia. Whoever sees Midori's split spirit put out there is reflected as it is on the display.
Seeing the display in the living room are: Junko, True, Tired, Zuo, Sheep. Of course there's Midori.
"Well, that turned out really funny."
Junko says with a slight laugh.
(It's an unprecedented type of enemy. Until now, we were all enemies of the backstreet - the unusual realm, but I never thought that the ordinary people on the street... a gathering of numbers in the name of the people would attack us as enemies)
True I think. And learn to be angry.
(They're the ones on the head. Even though they dance, they don't even know much about Snow Oka, and it's on their minds to curse Snow Oka. The only person who can say anything bad about this guy is the one who knows this guy's evil - me close to him. Don't say anything else on your own)
True to stare at the placards and cross sections that the demonstrators have. "Stop the outrageous research", "Enemy of the Earth, Evil Mad Scientist, Junko Yukioka", "Protect the Earth's environment from Mad Scientists" and many other things have been written.
Especially frustrating among them were the shitty pictures meant by the sarcasm. It's a painting of a middle-aged woman in white with a test tube drooling over her mouth and melting the earth with that saliva. Junko, Midori and Midori were laughing when they saw it.
(And... Snow Oka is evil, but everything I've learned from this guy, who is evil, is positive. Featherworms like you are not meant to be lightly touched. I want to leave now and kill them all)
I think that much, and True turns his gaze to Junko.
(They are being manipulated by an organization that cannot be justified as a grim penis. Yukioka, what are you gonna do about it?
When the truth turns its gaze, Junko also sees the truth with a smile, as if he had anticipated its timing.
"Honestly... they are too young..."
Tired opens his mouth.
"On the internet... from what they usually say and do, I don't have a very good impression... What I don't particularly like is the attitude of believing and not questioning ourselves as an absolute standard and eliminating all objections…"
"Uh, I get it, that"
Midori agrees.
"When we are normal, we are desperately appealing to normal, while conscious of the layer of normality, trying to increase the number of endorsers and associates from that layer by a little bit. So, what rebels against us is a hostile, environmentally destructive propulsion. Satanic civilizational radicals, paste the rettel and treat the bad guys. There's no such thing as a contradiction or deception. From a normal person's perspective, the people who are demonstrating and calling out only look like creepy free people who want to be self-satisfied."
Midori speaks out in disdain.
"The ordinary people have seen the nature of it."
and Junko. Therefore, they see that their ideas will not spread to this country any further.
"Wasn't your religion something similar?
To true pointers, Midori was only rare.
"Heh, true brother. The followers of Midori are much better. We'll get mad together. The followers of Midori, prepared to die and determined to kill, actually died. But what about these idiots? Just wake up and walk, so what happens? You're playing half-hearted. If you really want to change the world, it doesn't make sense if all of them gathered at the demonstration are prepared to die and determined to kill. Violence is what changes the world. Violence is the absolute truth. It also proves history. No one thinks there's a threat from a group of people without a violent mouth."
"That certainly makes sense."
True to admit honestly. Tired is the same thought, and I was glad that Midori, a sorcerer in the same gate as myself, had the exact same idea.
"Most importantly, they entertained people properly. Especially your companion, who wavejacked and publicly murdered shitty commentators and shitty show directors to entertain the public."
"Yeah, yeah, it was fun to see the" Megalodon of Thin Happiness "rampage, too, yo"
I agree with Midori's words with a smile.
"Can I say it's fun..."
Zuo that becomes a tannic surface.
"Heh, Zao. That guy I found fun to look at is the overwhelming majority, and what a human being. Basically, someone else's misfortune is the taste of honey."
That's what I said and headed to Zao, Midori to show his teeth and make him laugh a little.
"My life wasn't very good either, and I hate it when someone finds out about that misfortune and laughs at me"
It was a treasure that smiled lonely.
"Yukioka, what are you going to do with them coming inside? You've been waiting for me to leave? I mean, change your password."
True asks Junko.
"That being said, I don't even know if it's an experimental platform application or an enemy. Well, I'm fine. The toughened glass at that entrance is a strength that can't even be broken by an anti-tank rocket."
Junko in an easy-going tone.
"If you can't come in, you can't even let us out."
"Heh, shouldn't they kick you out of Candoville, too?
"I don't care because I can't move. I don't like being kicked out."
Zao, Midori and Shirai continue to say.
"I'm thinking of something else, and I think those kids are gonna pull out soon."
I will pay close attention to Junko's remarks. I don't know what you're willing to do, they're all showering a gaze of curiosity and anxiety at Junko.
"What kind of hand?"
"Well, that's a pleasure to see."
True to ask with an unpleasant hunch, Junko let his usual uncontrolled grin spread to his full face.