Even after leaving the mafia, the seller's escort also serves well and, at 5 p.m., travels with the two sellers to the Four Leafs Uber office.
"I've done it flashy, but wouldn't it make the war worse?
He tells his client Liaoji Oshima in detail about the backbone that repelled the mafia, and Zao asks worryingly.
"No, you did a great job. Rather, it's the best result."
Zuo was concerned in the position of the other organization, but Liao Er seemed really satisfied.
"Nice to see you again, if you like."
"Oh, please. I would recommend it to any illegal drug organization that is benevolent."
Zo was relieved because Liao Er put in a happy word.
"I miss it when it feels like I'm back in my beginnings. I remember the first time I started a business on the street, or when I failed and fell into the back street and created an arms-smuggling organization."
When he left Ubar in Shiba, Zuo said in a good mood.
"The previous organization ended up crushing, but I don't want to fail in this organization anymore."
Unlike before, it is a small number of elite organizations, but if you can, you want to increase the number of people, and there are many future visions in the collection.
"The angel's face also says honesty for the third time. It'll work this time."
"Oh, I don't want to screw up this time"
To Angel's words, Zuo pulls his mind together. Angel's words were conveniently interpreted and he was not willing to poke.
"Are you leaving me alone about my coming dreams?
Unexpectedly, Mina speaks out in a challenging tone, passing her dissatisfaction. Surprisingly, Zuo and Lai Dream see Poona.
"Hey, come on dreaming, what was that earlier?
Poona comes and looks down on her dream and asks.
"What's that?
Dreams of knuckles, like I don't know what you're talking about.
"Fight the Mafia."
"I ended my life. What's that?
The coming dream looks up at Poena's face and says it back plainly.
"I'm not blaming you for killing me. The fact that you were acting like you enjoyed killing me is the problem. Some parts of me simply don't have a hobby or emotional acceptance, but before then, when you do something like that, you're bound to fall into a pit one day, right?
"A pit?"
I don't know what I'm dreaming of coming to, but I ask him again with a small neck.
"Let's be specific. The pleasure of that murder is the end in itself if you keep in mind that you enjoy killing at all times during battle. Doing so naturally takes my mind off it. It leads to alarm. It can also give them a gap and invite them to kill themselves or their people. Do you understand what I'm saying? Is it telling?
The face of the coming dream gradually changes to the pity of preaching with a serious eye. He seems to have understood and accepted the words of Poena, making him look sorry. This is the first look I've ever seen in a dream.
"That's very vivid. You remember that, too?
"Grunt."
Mina stuffs her words in Zo, who accidentally pokes at her.
"I don't enjoy killing you, but I've put too much heat into the Don Patch fun, I can't see around it, and I've made useless sacrifices because of me... Besides, someone who always cared about me and took care of me... I killed him, too. For the rest of my life… I will not forget"
A pity that reminds me of my hard past and speaks hard to say.
"Okay. Be careful. Sorry."
Honestly accepting Piena's warning and dreaming of coming, who also apologized, Zao stroked his chest down. If you're the kind of kid who dreams of coming here bending a navel, it's a pain in the ass to be honest.
(It's also important what Poona said, but at the heart of it is what came to the nature of enjoying killing in your dreams. Plus there are occasional noisy things to say on a daily basis)
Whether you look at your current attitude, and as far as you're dealing with it, your coming dreams are not twisted from your sexual roots, and I don't think you're psycho. No, I can see a somewhat psychotic side, but it's not stained.
(It's a classic teenager falling in the back street, but was there a difficulty in the home environment? I want to know about it. Sounds like it at the time I ran away from home......)
Even if I wanted to know, I would be hesitant to hear that directly without context.
6: 30 p.m. The four were set to have dinner at the diner that Angel was on his way.
"An angel can rest his wings, too. A diner means here. I've been making fun of you for a long time."
Angel says as he enters the store and pushes his sunglasses up with his fingers.
"Oh, there you are. It's not uncommon for angels to bring friends. Angel had a friend too."
An aunt of a small fat clerk in an apron greets her with a loving smile.
"You didn't have any friends?
"Angel, are they calling you -? Can I call you by that name too?
Come dream and pity ask Angel.
"Both of them are very difficult questions to answer, like angels accidentally lose their words"
"So you weren't there."
"Are you saying it's okay?"
To Angel, who opens his hands, Laimeng and Piena look at each other and interpret it at will.
"Here's the next news. This is a follow-up report of a terrorist attack in the downtown area in front of Cebu Station on the Amusement City Sentence Beating Line. A group named 'Dance Bacteria' who carried out the terrorist attacks has issued a new offending statement '
It was on the TV that was in the store, and there was news of yesterday's attack again.
'We reject this society as evil. We are more distortions (strains) than this evil society. All the destruction we cause is karma, bad cause and good sense. We are heirs to the spirit of Daikichi. I also believe that our spirit will inherit from someone. We hate this world. We will cut this world off from our enemies'
be read out by the announcer. In a statement with no shards of taste, Zao's aversion and spit rise.
"I can't even say angels of destruction, fallen angels. That's who we have to go to hell with."
Angel in a tone as if to sing a poem.
"The studio invites you to come to Professor Marutaro Maruizawa, who specializes in criminal psychology"
"Hmm?"
Zao looked familiar to a skinny middle-aged man commentator with round glasses, introduced to the announcer.
'Let me tell you about this, hey, there are people who will be affected by Daikichi, because, as they say, society is really bad. Don't blame society. You're a preaching drooling asshole with no shame for your own nastiness and self-responsibility theory. That, I will. Because society is so bad, these terrorists come out, too. Then there will be some dissatisfaction in any country's society. But when you become a cramped society full of monsters with no relaxation in your heart, more monsters like that come out.'
With little effort to correct the standard language, the Kansai Valve remains intact, and the commenter's professor speaks in an open and quick tone. The voice also sounded familiar to Zao. But I can't remember where I heard it or where I saw it.
"Family and society, treat people with more compassion. That's all. Yeah. Yet parents abused their children, their bosses abused their men, teachers ignored bullying, city hall officials' wives rounded up with a transgressive attitude...... come on, shitty bitch with a bad attitude from the city hall in Wye, what are you talking about? I wish you'd been the first to be killed in a terrorist attack."
"Dr. Maruizawa, it's live..."
The announcer can't panic to a crime psychology professor who puts up personal grievances with a dozen voices toward the camera. Zo thought this guy wouldn't be called to this show anymore.
'Is it weird what Wye is saying? Am I right? I mean, that's what I mean. Create a gentle society. Be nice to your surroundings first. That's what prevents indiscriminate terrorism, isn't it?
"I even started preaching and enlightening you when you called me for the psychological state of criminals and how this kind of terrorism happened, this professor..."
Says Mina with a smile on his face as he watches TV. But I don't think it's a good idea to make this Kansai Valve professor's mouth. Aside from whether it's doable or not, he said it's true.
"Even though it sounds like terrorism is fun, the public says it's even terrorism bad. Weird."
"Dude..."
The speech of the coming dreams in tune with terrorism was not to be overheard by the boulders.
"Is it going to be interesting to ramble around the city and kill innocent people indiscriminately?
"Yeah. Sounds like a lot of fun. I don't do it, but I feel like trying. I also know how people feel about what they're doing. It would be interesting if I did it. But don't worry, I won't do it."
That's what I'm here to say and smile small, but I'm not at all comfortable with Zuo.
"Besides, people watching TV think it's fun to terrorize other people. I'm watching the news because it's fun. An unconscious evil where everyone is just enjoying the misfortunes of others. I'm just aware."
Not to look down and laugh, but to tell the truth in a pale way.
"If we do anything fancy so far, I think the police and the hub will take care of it first, before we move. It's a little unrealistic that the four of us here are going to kill a group that has become completely famous in this world."
Sachina says something strange.
"Oh don't think so too...... Junko seems to want to see us and them together, but it wouldn't be a curtain for a new beginner organization to emerge, such as the existence that has had such a huge impact on the world."
Though, I mean Junko, so Zuo had foreseen that his hand must be depressed to engage with ourselves, no matter how much noise he was forced to make.