That evening, the face of the Snow Oka Institute again feels signs of an anomaly.
What rewarded me was Frozen Sun, an intelligence organization that Junko is gracious about. They were asked to check out the trend of Grim Penis, but key members of the students who were organizing the demonstrators moved in unison to gather in Euthanasia City.
"So, they're near Candoville right now."
"Now we're demonstrating. Then we don't seem to have any."
Junko was told the story and the truth just came back from shopping said. The perfect town downtown looked the same as usual.
"I told you the other day, 'cause you're gonna be violent next time, anyway."
and Junko.
"Well, if the table's no good, if the Grim Penis demo's no good, sea chihuahua violence."
"I'd appreciate it if you could match my specialty."
"Then you'll have nothing to forgive."
Midori, Junko and True say each. These three are in the living room right now. Zuo has already returned home and Tired is in his room.
Honestly, I'm not really happy that Junko chased away Grimm Penis with violence, which I didn't even complain about. Although the rules in Pure Son only have two things to do with the moment you see them as enemies, eliminating them or turning them into experimental benches, so they probably have nothing to do with surface streets, back streets, violence or non-violence.
"But that's surprising. I can't believe the people on the front street are putting into violence, not just moving sea chihuahuas. Are you manipulating me with hypnosis or drugs?
"I wonder if that's the direction you're fanatically soaked in the idea of grimm penis, or if you feel thankful for hurting your people? I don't think there are many conveniences to brainwashing with medication or that kind of abusive method than Grimm Penis being an tissue that also has the face of the surface."
Junko denies true suspicion.
"If it's in the form of fanaticism, you mean you can manipulate it without the need for drugs? It's hard for me to understand."
The same was true of the megalodon of thin fortune, but the phenomenon of many groups placing their minds lightly on one idea or charisma was not really known.
"Yay, because it's a group, there are aspects of it that are easy to manipulate."
Discerning true questions, Midori, a patriarch once worshipped by a group, speaks.
"Even if it's hard for me to remember questions or move alone, when I mix in a group, I feel safe in the light of my surroundings. It's easy to get in tune and pick up. But I don't think Midori is much of a qualified person to laugh at it. Even the people who live in general society are with it. Everyone on the street lives with brainwashing and conditioning largely complete, right?
I listen to Midori and truly remember when I was in school.
(We were all trying to put our desks side by side as a matter of course, study things that didn't make sense, and fit into the social framework. I had my doubts about being in it and about the sight itself. After all, I couldn't even fit in there...)
If you call that brainwashing rather than education, there's nothing you don't understand.
"Many people in this world believe that wearing a shell of normality - belonging to the majority - is the right thing to do. Whether it's a society with distorted mindsets or young values, if that's the mainstream of society, I believe it's right to follow it, and I don't doubt it, and I don't have the awareness that we're crazy, and I don't try to have that awareness."
Now Junko speaks.
"But time flies, and if you look back at history, you get laughed at by the people of the future as silly times. Even now, I consider the values of the past to be everywhere, barbaric and immature. Yet now those who believe and do not doubt that they are right, and stick out of them are neglected and blamed. I wonder if that's the irrelevant part of an imperfect creature called a human being that never evolves. And there are a lot of things that seem more right in the past than they are now. Evolution is degenerating."
Junko, who had seen mankind walk for more than a thousand years, had given up.
"You're talking about all the idiots in the world after all?
The way Junko thinks about it also seems true as extreme. Everyone can think and judge. Will. He said he should be able to pierce his will to believe he was right without being flushed.
"Grimm penis is going to be using gullible people, but the people who participate are not being gullible, and that's a decision of their own will, too"
When I infiltrated the Megalodon of Thin Happiness, I truly remember seeing the followers who were thriving in Midori's speech and remembering that I felt terribly uncomfortable.
That is an escape after riding the collective psyche as well, but I truly see it as only my own will to make a decision that was not danced around, nor was it cursory. Even if Midori hangs around.
I truly feel the same way with the members who participate in the activities of Grimm Penis. The idea of Junko is a substitute for being incited and manipulated, but that personal decisions would be sandwiched during the period leading up to incitement.
"The ruling side may have meant to manipulate, but it wasn't actually manipulated or deceived. In the end, they'll decide."
"How true is your way of thinking. I've been manipulated to do so, including his decision. Come on."
Junko denies true thinking by exchanging theories.
"In fact, about under the Sisters, the" greedy rulers "don't think of a lot of people in the world as people. He thinks it's livestock or something. I think the top of the grim penis is this layer, and that's the kind of consciousness."
"They're not the least of them in the world."
Truth is, I decided to conclude so. I didn't give up my thoughts. From what I've heard so far, both rational and emotional, I need to be comfortable with that conclusion.
Around Cumberville, twenty Grim Penis student members were divided into four groups of five each, waiting for Junko Yukioka to come out of the building.
Having acquired power beyond their intelligence, they came again to this occasion to crusade the evil Mad Scientists with the means of violence.
"What if it's uranium again or plutonium?"
"Unless it's a confined space... and where people are walking all over the city, the way Katsuura sees it, she won't do it to boulders."
"You have no certainty. Well, we need to be prepared for some more sacrifices than we decided to come by the means of violence. I'm not dying of radiation right away, and I'm going to feel like I'm going to reward you with an arrow before you can't move."
They say there's a lethal dose of radiation.
"In the first place, is it okay for you to carry it with you?"
"You're not fine, so you're going for when you go outside. That's why they don't go out."
Conversations continue uninterrupted to distract anxiety and fear.
There were once more than seventy Grimm Penis student key members, only twenty more of them. Others were exposed and sent to the hospital, or they got scared and left the Grimm Penis membership.
"I mean, do you keep sticking around here all the time until Junko Yukioka comes out?
In certain places, one of the members cuts the paralysis and speaks of natural doubts.
"You've been waiting a long time, haven't you? He's a fool to that extent. Don't stay here till you dump him."
Seita throws up in frustration.
"Ah? What, the way you put it. You're sick and tired of waiting, aren't you?
"Don't be with you."
"Hey, if you're broke or something? Are we really going to kill each other now? He's a backstreet resident, a guy with a bunch of nukes all over the city, and that's the one they don't even report? Can you afford to hang out with boring things before then?
I am tempted by peaches, and I calm down like Suntae and the other one reluctantly.
"Katsuura texted me"
Peaches project the display.
"Sea Chihuahua executives - some warriors twitching to help. He said that he would make Junko Yukioka look like one."
"Grim penis was connected to sea chihuahua after all..."
Kiyojiro groans suddenly. Rumors stood that the bioterrorist group Sea Chihuahua might be a lower organisation of Grimm Penis, but Grimm Penis insisted publicly that there was no connection. But lightly here, it's a lie, and it's actually proven to be connected.
(Well... at the point of giving us a strange virus and not humans, I found that tissues have some dirty aspects.)
Not speaking up, Kiyojiro mutters.
The sun sets.
Yoshiku moved around Candoville and finished checking out all the grim penises lurking in five-person increments everywhere.
"They're waiting for Junko to come out. Maybe you should come quick."
Call Viper and report it.
'I'll be right there. The Sea Chihuahuas might come, too, and it's too late for something to happen. You can go up now.'
"No, I'll stay here and I'll show you. Besides, if I get in here, there might be something I can do to support you. Including the neighborhood, I'm supposed to be an informant."
'Ha, you're reliable. The dog owner just recommended it to me'
Praised by the viper, Shizuku laughs delightfully and nimbly.
"Oh, there's a truth. He came out of the building."
"You know a murdering doll..."
Viper leaks a disgusting voice after listening to a report from Shizuku.
"Is that the one you know?
"Hmmm... will that happen for once? I don't really want to see him. I don't like it. He seems to resent me."
"It sounds like you resent me, that's some unclear way of saying it. You don't even know if you did or didn't do something resentful?
'You mean it turned out that way... Well, by the time I got there, I thought we were going to fight together, and I can't believe I didn't see you. - Hey. Then do me a favor.'
Viper hangs up. Yoshiku follows true.
Truth is, I went into the convenience store, did some shopping and pulled into the candoville again.
(Is it a shopping reconnaissance? But...... I wonder if the Grim Penis students know the true existence. You only have information on Junko? Or is it a policy of not giving Junko any help until he comes out?
In any case, Yoshiku thought it would be convenient for the fight not to occur before Viper arrives.