"Pfft, haha. This is a masterpiece."
Listening to a recording of a conversation between Junko and Seung-ura, sent by an executive as Seung-ura's eyewitness, Vandam has a voice
gives it away and makes me laugh.
"The term lack of actors is said to be a misuse mistaken for lack of power, but when you see this combination, you dare to want to use that misuse of words. As an actor, he's clearly not in tune"
'What will you do in the future?
The executives who sent it to Seung-ura for the purpose of aiming and inciting him will ask.
"Hmm, wait a minute."
Put your hand on your jaw, Van Damme conceives.
(What is Junko Yukioka planning to do with Katsuura? You can't possibly understand. I can't even make a prediction. That's way too out of standard for a lot of things)
Naturally, I don't see their hand tag. In the meantime, even I'm letting Katsuura dance, and I'm spotted and alerted to the situation. As soon as this happens, it is also believed that the card Katsuura should be truncated.
I didn't originally expect it. At best, I was thinking of it as one of the attracting factors, and if you just want to attract, you have other hands.
In a way, it can also be said that Katsuura, which was a fabric stone to the extent that it would have been good, placed without expecting it as a sure hand, has gained in importance by the unexpected return of Junko. In other words, it can be said that the fact that Seung-ura was directed at Junko as an accomplice to this traitor has in itself become an extra act.
"Let sleeping dogs lie... Too much scheming will be the schemer's downfall"
'Huh?'
Ironically grunting Van Damme, an English unintentional executive listens back.
"It could have been a failure to rebel Katsuura and negotiate with Yukioka. It's a guy called a serpent. I just wanted him to pay for his life."
I was underestimating Junko Yukioka myself, but as a result, it became this kind of structure.
As for Van Damme, I wanted to drag Junko out and face myself. I wanted to use Katsuura as a payment, but I could have failed. I failed. So, just think of another hand.
But things are getting pregnant with the possibility of developing in unexpected ways.
(The earliest and best hand can also be described as Katsuura's prompt disposition. It's possible she's hiding the cards she's already created under the table, trying to come to battle with me. What's her role? I said a full house at best, but a forcard? Straight flash, huh? No way, Royal Straight Flash? But if you hold it - if you dispose of Katsuura now, you will be able to flush this battle for the first time without incurring pain)
That's all I thought about, Van Damme dismisses his thoughts.
(No, it's not suitable to compare to poker. This is out of Baba. Katsuura became the joker, and I have it on hand, which is not preferable)
Van Damme made a decision.
"Let Katsuura look at the time and dispose of it. That doesn't have to stink the most. Be prepared and mindful so that I can do it as soon as I command."
'Yes...'
Executives respond to Van Damme's instructions in a gentle tone.
(It's not that I'm not interested in what kind of hand Snow Oka intended to use Katsuura for, and some say he would take it even more backwards and try to counter, but that's too uncertain and risky. I don't know the other hand, and if I find out, it can mean I'm framed and I can't take it back. Eliminate any extra risks and try to keep things on schedule here)
Satisfied with his usual rational thoughts like himself, Van Damme hung up.
Night. In the apartment of the dog owner, one more guest.
"It's so depressing to have two big tits."
While brewing tea for guests, the dog keeper jokes and says:
"Why don't you train your dog, too? If you exercise hard, you may feel tight and become creative again."
Yoshiku Takada suggests a guest sitting on an agara.
"If the willingness to create boils down to that point, I don't have to suffer either, but what makes you want to write when you exercise?
"Hey, I was wondering if my body would want to use my head."
For a long time the dog keeper has a dry laugh.
"There were more brain muscles than vipers. And he's a former newspaper reporter."
"Am I the bottom brainstorm in you? And you're the one who saw me as a brain muscle on what grounds?
To what the dog owner said, a viper sitting leaning against the wall and throwing out his long legs asks with his face raised.
"From the looks of it. And when we fight, bare hands are just like brains."
"You're kidding me. Brain muscle is about a guy who solves everything with no thought. I'm not like that. You can't tell the difference between writing and being cheap."
"I hope cheaper is easier to understand."
To the protesting viper, the dog owner offers tea with a slight laugh. Vipers receiving tea bowls on the top of the Buddha.
"Dog owners seem to know a lot about backstreets, but what's their involvement?"
As he was an elderly man, Yoshiku treated him with respect.
"Mmm, secrets. I don't think he's your enemy, do you?
Dog breeders tease with a grin sticking out.
"You were familiar with the president pickled in formalin. I hate that organization, but are you kidding me?
To the name of the tissue Viper spoke of, Yoshiku reflexively puts his face on. I hate that organization for a long time.
"Sa. It's not like I have bad memories, but it's not like I have a lot of interesting stories to tell people. There's no big drama in reality."
In a slightly annoying tone, the dog owner also lowered his back.
"Viper, what about you? Doesn't sound like a doomsday."
"Why am I setting you up..."
She is told the story for a long time, and Viper barely pokes at the way she calls it.
"Once I look like this, I'm the oldest of them all, and you're the youngest."
"Oh yeah...... I'm sorry about this. Mr. Viper."
Yuki understands that Viper is younger than herself in appearance and only looks like her early twenties, but she is as immortal as the Junkos are.
"Please stop calling me respectful. A lot of disgust."
Vipers who say it only face-to-face.
"Yoshiku is 27, I'm 37, Viper is 47."
"Why does a single digit unify on its own at the age of seven? I'm only in my early forties."
Vipers correct dog breeders who decide on their own.
"I'm just using it. Someone...? of..."
Viper answered when he spoke with the person, sounding like a slightly upside-down questioning system.
"I see. Who is that person?
More protruding and questioning prolonged, shuddering viper.
"I know you're curious, but you're prying too hard. Don't you know that curiosity kills cats?"
"I'm sorry. Occupational patterns, really."
Stand one hand in front of your face and apologize, while standing on your head with the other hand for a long time.
(Though he seems like a dog breeder and a horse. Dog breeders are like a hunk of curiosity in a bad way, too)
Look at the long haul, Viber thinks.
"I signed up for the Grimm Penis and tried to infiltrate it, but the students who survived yesterday's raid on Candoville trained in combat without a shred of tears."
"Hmm..."
Vipers come to terms with today's job description.
"Yesterday you had some aspects you could handle because you were totally amateur. And with no money. The numbers are down, but if you have a weapon and learn the basics of how to fight, whether it's a burning blade or not, you're going to be a nasty opponent."
Besides, there are sea chihuahua warriors. Yesterday it was variant, but once we had worked together properly, Viper regarded it as a stronger enemy.
"You should attack from here, without setting too many days... Tomorrow... it's kind of a hassle, and we'll go the day after tomorrow"
Viper decides to board the Grim Penis Japan branch.
"That sounds interesting, so I'm coming too."
"Me too, me too"
"I won't protect you. - Go ahead and die of stray bullets."
Seeing Dog Breeder and Shizuku raise their hands with a smile, Viper said in a mean tone.