5pm. While True and Viper were being treated in the medical room of the Grim Penis Japan Branch Building, Midori, Yoshiku and the dog owner were having an early dinner in a dining room in the same building.
"There's something strange about attacking an enemy building and having it treated and eaten."
Yoshiku tilts the beer jock.
"You settled for once. Then there's no problem. I suppose it would rather be a sign of reconciliation. Though it may be too soon to see that we have fully reconciled."
Said the dog owner as he looked at her for a long time and thought it would be a good guy to have a big beer jock.
"Wow, as for that pig in Sea Chihuahua, isn't it okay to settle? She was like a sister who could talk inside."
"Midori, let's not get this straight, shall we?
Yoshiku laughs bitterly and beware.
"As for Pure Sister and Van Damme, you can still see that they maintain a confrontational structure, and they're saying something about meeting, but I think it's going to end peacefully like this ~"
"There's definitely going to be some kind of chaos."
I agreed with Midori that it was true that he came to the dining room after treatment. Truth is, I pushed a wheelchair and came into the dining room. It's the viper sitting in the wheelchair.
"That took a long time."
"Whatever I was, Viper was pretty badly hit. Especially bad legs."
In the long run of speaking up, True explains.
"I ate a lot of meat solution..."
Viper with an almost like look.
"If I can't, I can walk. It's pretty hard, and I need to rest for a few weeks."
Returning under milk, the Lord, this wound would also heal within a short period of time, but I did not touch the area on this occasion.
"That's what I was wondering, dog owner. He disappeared on the way, but where were you doing?
Shizuku turns to the dog owner and asks.
"No, I was wondering if there was anything interesting, wandering around the building, but there was nothing"
A dog breeder who answers honestly.
"Abuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'll definitely go in where it says no entry, and if it says no photography, I'll definitely shoot it, because don't touch it and what it says is actively a sticky person to touch."
"Aren't you just an annoying man... Besides, I'm old enough..."
Listening to Midori, Viper looks at the dog owner in disdain. When I was in the church of Megalodon of Thin Happiness, I didn't know he was such a person.
"Say a piece of curiosity. Well, I don't know how much it hurt. When I went on a foreign trip, I stumbled on a suspicious meal that had fallen in front of a private house, and it seemed like there was a strange bike that was rotten, and I was dying of high fever and diarrhoea. Don't imitate me."
"That's not pinching, not picking up and eating..."
"Don't you have a sense of crisis..."
To the dog breeder who speaks proudly, Shizuku penetrates and is truly stunned.
"Yukioka texted me. They're going to meet with Cornelis Van Damme and have a formalin-pickled president in between. The talks will be published later on the President's website, pickled in formalin, for a fee."
"Oh, I know. There's already a whole lot to talk about on the back street internet."
Listen to the true story, Yoshiku puts a face on it.
"You wanted me to write an exclusive article. It depends on what kind of formalin-pickled president I hate."
"It seems it was Van Damme who made the decision. Was there any delicious conditions for Snow Oka as well? Or is it just curiosity? Maybe Yukioka is willing to break the talks along the way."
True I secretly expect you to do so.
"The backstreet situation exposure site of the President pickled in formalin is not very interesting or popular. The executives in charge must be incompetent. I wish the top executives upstairs were careful."
"Executives in charge?
a long time to react to that word of a dog breeder.
"That organization has many executives under its top executives, and it's those executives who set up the plans and cover the business. Per executive, it feels like one business."
"Is that how it worked... I knew the distinction between executives and executives."
Described to the dog owner, Yoshiku is convinced.
"I saw that earlier, too, but you're planning on doing it in the neutral zone. Then breaking the talks by violent means sounds difficult, doesn't it? Even if it isn't, Jun is right after she got pissed off from all kinds of places about the radioactivity, and I don't think she's going to be able to do it."
Midori says to the truth.
"The means to destroy it is not necessarily violence."
"If it depends on the content, even my pure sister will accept their demands. Dealing and closing the curtain doesn't work."
I wondered if reality was like that.
Vipers and True weren't the only ones who used the infirmary. Student members who were broken bones by vipers, as well as Katherine, who was truly shot, were also pushed, and doctors working in the infirmary were busy since the beginning of the Grimm Penis Japan branch building.
All this was just injuries that would have been better if I had gone to the hospital properly, but first aid is needed. Besides, as a Grim Penis, I also wanted to avoid calling many ambulances, so Katsuura instructed me to do everything I could in the infirmary.
"If it was a win over there, I'm not sure why I pulled it up"
Peaches say strangely. Until just now, Viper and True were in the infirmary.
"Vipers were sweet people. That kindness, love, saved us all. That's all."
Katherine mouths a crunchy dialogue with no shyness, through with an unspeakable face.
"I hear Mr. Van Dam discusses it directly with Junko Yukioka. Besides, we'll have a public meeting or something."
of the display put out in the air, said Kiyojiro, looking at a site for residents on the back street. Everyone pays attention to Kiyojiro.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"No way, because this one lost by force, a stream of surrender?
"Aren't we going to make some kind of deal?
"Can we see it publicly, too?
Student members.
"Sign up for an organization called President Pickled with Hormaline and it looks like you'll be able to pay to see it"
"Which one? High."
"You guys, I'm not dropping any money on a formalin-pickled president. It's a place you shouldn't see."
Catherine openly says the face in puffiness.
"Why not?
"Because it's an organization that sells snap footage, provides entertainment that hurts and afflicts people, and it's not even Rokuro. If we ask Mr. Van Damme, he'll show us even if we don't drop the money on the formalin-pickled president."
Katherine explained to Seon Tak, who asks strangely.
"Are you sure Mr. Van Damme is okay without us escorting him?
Peaches speak of doubt.
"There is a neutral designated area on the back street. We're using a neutral designated area for the talks, and you're probably fine with the violence there."
That's what Katherine said in front of the students, but in the passage of a candoville at the Snow Oka Institute, Junko Snow Oka wonders if the use of radioactive material was a clear violation. And if she was the person who would knowingly commit the taboo violation, it was felt dangerous whether it was a neutral designated area.
(These kids stand out and it looks like just me and Rod should sneak up close)
That's what Catherine decided.
It was before 9 p.m. that True and Midori returned to the Snow Oka Institute.
"Welcome back."
"I just grabbed the traffic and it was hard to see ~"
In front of Junko, Midori says with a laid back face. On his way home by taxi, he was caught in traffic from a personal accident on the highway.
"You should have taken the train home."
"Don't give me that, too. It's just time for the train to get down."
"Would it be better for the car to take longer than just to put up with that pain and just go home? I'm the former."
"Unlike my true brother, Midori is a fiber. By the way - I heard about a meeting with the enemy boss or something, but what do you mean?
Midori, who was speaking true, looked at Junko and asked.
"Come on. It's a demand from the other side, and I don't know what you're thinking right now. That's why I'm interested."
"You mean I tried to ride it on purpose. But what do you want to talk about?
"It's also like, 'Come on?' Yikes. I don't have anything to tell you."
To the true question, Junko answers by spilling an ambiguous smile.
"Should I escort you nearby? Even if the meeting place were a neutral designated area, Grimm Penis would not be a backstreet organization, nor would he uphold such a decision."
"No, I don't want it. If True can see you close by, there's a chance you'll be wary and confused. Care, stay thankful."
Junko gently declines the true offer.
(Don't have a bad feeling...)
In the meantime, Junko truly remembers going off to meet the player of the direct cook.
(But I'm saying no to Snow Oka, and there doesn't seem to be anything I can do in the neutral designated area, believe me, should I wait)
True, but later I will be saddened by the sweetness of my perception.