"First, the assassination of Mr. Tsukijiro Omatsuki..."
Whilst I thought that I would only return a tattoo-cut, no-hassle answer anyway, I shook Yoshiku's story, which was the hardest to touch and which I absolutely had to touch.
"It's a very painful case. There is also a trend to decide that the killer is a backstreet, but I find it dangerous to make a determination until we know it clearly. Personal grievances If it was for other reasons, it could give counterattack material to the back street side. It has also been pointed out that as long as we have examined the reactions of the residents of the back streets, this is a selfie to discredit the back streets. It is also premature to dismiss this as a despicable provocation. Residents of the back streets are residents of the back streets, and there's something they want to protect, so I'd like to draw you around."
As expected, the answer was no difficulty, but at the same time, it showed that he was calmly grasping the situation, and I get the impression that Yoshiku was surprised by Sarah, who even spoke to me about the enemy's circumstances.
(Quite the opposite of Ueno. I'm trying to make a thoroughly sober and intelligent impression. After a fantastic, hot, bitter, discriminating worried fool father who looks down on people, like Ueno, this kind of attitude makes Sarah's character extra prominent in its fallout)
Sarah has chosen the right words to improve the impression of Luciferin Dust supporters. I feel fond even from the sight of Shizuku.
"Do you believe there's no chance that someone with radical ideas on Luciferin Dust's side actually got ahead of him?
I dare you to run into mean questions there, Shizuku.
"I'd like to believe there aren't, but there are a lot of people."
Sarah returns vague and uncertain answers.
"If it turns out to be a selfie on the part of Luciferin Dust, what will you do then?
To put it this far, it's a skewed way for the side to be interviewed to be misinterpreted as the back street side, but I dare to go in there knowing that too.
"My own response and attitude doesn't change anything. Even if there were such a person, neither the idea nor the position that I would deny the existence of a back street would change. If Luciferin Dust was such a despicable organization, we have to keep our distance, but I don't think so, so we're in a position to support him."
That being said, Sarah makes me smile small.
(Hmm? What?
Fu, Yoshiku felt a strange sign behind her back.
A clear negative aura is emitted. Terrence is the only one behind us. It's not meant for a long time. There's only one more person in the room. I mean...
(I don't know if it's hostility or disgust, putting it on an electromagnetic wave and stripping me of such a disastrous emotion until I figure it out over my back)
The sun has been shallow since we met, but it is Terrence, who was always calm and bright and pleasant in front of Shinjuku. I wonder what the hell you look like, but don't look back. It's somewhat of a surprise, but I thought Terrence might not want to be seen in her current face for a long time, either.
(But where the hell did Terrence switch it on? You think there's a deception somewhere in Sarah's statement that stripped her of her disgust? I don't know...)
Terrence knew something about Sarah she didn't know, and such an imagination seemed to have passed through Sarah's falsehoods.
"There's a theory that we're on a weakening mission as directed by the U.S. government, but is that true? It has also been calculated and whispered to make it easier to interfere with a country called Japan, and is this activity part of it, having repeated what can be termed a selling name while in the position of ambassador?
All the frustrating, carefree and ill-willed questions follow.
Once upon a time, as reporters on the face of it, my colleagues' reporters seemed to have completely killed their minds or gone flat without any temper when they bumped into these questions during the interview, but I couldn't do that for long. Disgusted with himself, he was desperately swallowing it into his belly, bumping into a hard to hear question.
That's still the same now. I can't help but think of myself as a terrible nasty being.
"I can say to both of the two questions, but I can't help but suspect, and no one will believe me if I deny I'm different here. So don't answer anything"
Sarah gave him a heartfelt and frightened look for a moment and said, leaning down.
"What do you think about Mika Tsukinawa?
"You're surprised she's still a teenager. She's an exquisite and wonderful girl. Personally, I would urge her to abandon her back job and be thorough with her work as a musician. It's a huge loss to do the dangerous work behind her and scatter her talents."
A hard question returns a hard answer.
(I was going to ask you off, but why don't you just ask me on this occasion? No... they'll find out that Mika and I are connected. Hmmm...... is that now too?
Junko has asked me to ask Sarah directly so that she and Mika can have an open discussion. I also thought of hitting that during the interview and the hand of flushing that out, but Yoshiku's own neutrality is compromised.
(Or should I deliberately direct you in advance? That's one hand. Ok......)
Yoshiku decided to put the cloth stone down.
"Do you feel like talking to Mika Tsukinawa?
"How could you ask such a question? Are you saying that Tsukina-san wants to do it with me?
Sarah smiles bitterly and asks back the other way. I was spotted lightly.
"What if?"
"I have no reason to say no, and I think it sounds interesting"
I thought Yoshiku would do. It's a little too abrupt, or I wouldn't mind.
"Finally, what activities do you plan to carry out in the future? Do you have any surprises or anything?
"I don't have any particular plans, and unfortunately I don't think of any kind of surprise"
To Sarah's answer, a negative aura is once again released from behind her manners.
(You mean you're lying. Terrence says so)
I thought so, and Yoshiku couldn't help spilling a bitter laugh.
"Thank you for today. So - it's off-the-record from here."
Shut off the camera for a long time.
"Can't we have an open conversation with Mika Tsukinawa? I know him, so he asked me to..."
"Is this a snowflake battle for a live discussion show? And as a backstreet representative, you set up a confrontation with me to get through our legitimacy."
"I bet you are."
I was somewhat touching it during the interview, so Sarah felt convinced.
"Is Takada going to be producing?
"Yes, you will"
"Like I said, there's no reason to say no. Can I ask for a consultation at a later date?
"Yes, thank you. I want to promote it in advance, so I'd like to put down a few days."
"I'll take care of it"
I was relieved to see that the negotiations had been concluded.
"Terrence, can I ask you what that was earlier?
On the way out of the embassy, Yoshiku hits the question.
"I hesitate to talk in this, yo. I don't know where or who will ask."
"You did. Sorry."
"I can't tell Yoshiku, but I know a few of her lies - so I'll just say, yo."
Terrence took her gaze off from her long ago and mouthed an answer proving that her long intuition was correct.
When they left the embassy, an unexpected figure was waiting for them there.
"Watts? Why are you here?
Terrence asks in surprise.
"Good luck escorting. I need to talk to him."
Grimmpenis chairman Cornelis Van Damme said as he stared straight at Shizuku.
"Can I talk to you for a second? Naturally, off the record."
"Fine...... Let me call you before then."
Surprised by Van Damme, who suddenly appeared for a long time, I thought I had to contact Mika, and took my fingertip phone away.
"Oh, you must be an outsider! The identity of the body is being investigated by the police now!
At the office, Mika tells Junko on the phone about yesterday's raider. When Mika removed the raider's helmet, the body that came out of it was a white man.
"I didn't know you were a backstreet doorman or a killer when I checked your face! I've never heard of this type of killer in the first place! For an unknown minor killer of his name, he was skilled, and I guess the line is that he hired him from abroad! Well, there's the clones, and as long as you're pulling into the office, you'll be fine! Unless they throw a bomb at us too!
"Are you checking Luciferin Dust or Sarah's trends?
"Of course! He's paying Omi Rape for the highest amount of course to find out! Two tissues, so it's a painful expense inside!
"I think you can charge it to the center later. It's not about Mika cutting herself up. '
"It's my fight, so I will! I just want to say... but it's too much money to dress up, so let's do that! Bye!"
When Mika hung up, like a replacement, she called her cell phone for a long time.
"Sarah Demon's interview, it's over. I've asked for a conversation with Mika, and I've got an ok. '
"Thank you!"
'I'm going to have to advertise it all around in order to raise it and get it to my attention. Mika, please help me. "
"It's been a while since I've updated my homepage and sinners! Thanks! How was your interview!? Anything unusual!?
"Hmm... close enough now, to have Mr. Van Damme? Something I need to talk to you about personally."
Mika peeled her eyes off at the seemingly protracted words.
"Is there no danger!?
'There's no way. My escort is the boss of Sea Chihuahua in the first place.'
"Right! Still be careful!
It was Mika who felt some frigid signs. The same goes for putting Terrence Moore, the boss of Sea Chihuahua, on the escort, but I suspected he was trying to flex his courtesy, but believed in courtesy and left that concern unspoken.