Yoshiku and Van Dam enter a coffee shop that seems pricey due to its interior.
Terrence didn't try to go after him immediately, but in front of the store, he was having a conversation with a pair of white women and black men beside Van Damme.
"Thank you both for your hard work. Sorry, sir. Boss, let me play outside with privilege."
"What's the privilege?
I don't know what Terrence means by words, and Catherine asks.
"Mr. Van Damme wouldn't work that far in his current business, would he? Yoshiku is a person who moves around the other way, so he's selfishly told me to put him on the train."
"I see, public and private confusion"
Rod convinces Terrence to laugh and say it like a prank.
"Mr. Takada, aren't you nice inside? I'd like you to trade roles with my boss now."
Catherine stares at Shizuku's face from inside the store and becomes a maiden's expression.
Terrence takes a camera of her fingertip phone towards Catherine.
"Hmm? Boss, what are you taking?
Catherine is surprised.
"I can't take turns for you, but I just want to take a picture of your face and show it to Yoshiku later, sir. If you like it over there, why don't you meet me after this seemingly over?
"Ma, I don't know how many men I think when I boss. It's really a big difference from the previous boss! I'm gonna seriously love it."
Catherine shakes at Terrence's consideration.
"That dialogue, how many times? Well, good to see you out there, Death."
Terrence walks inside the coffee shop and Catherine and Rod stay outside.
Although Terrence is younger than us and friendlier from day to day, both Catherine and Rod truly admire him as their bosses.
Meanwhile, Vandam and Yoshiku in the store sat opposite each other in a seat away from the window.
"First let me tell you about my childhood"
That's what I say. Take the teacup to your mouth, sip it on, and then talk about it. At that time, Terrence comes to his seat just fine and sits next to Shizuku.
"When I was a kid, I was a guy called Psychopath. He was a terrible kid, with only gain in his head and no regard for the hearts of others"
I still wonder if they're scattered in the shadows with psychopaths, Shizuku poking in my heart.
"At one point, after a class classmate was abused by his parents, he killed his parents and was caught by the police. All the classmates were sympathetic to the arrested child. That's what I didn't understand when I was a kid." Anyone who worked a crime in a state governed by the rule of law is evil. That's why I was arrested. Why are you sympathetic to that criminal? 'And when I spoke very seriously, they pulled me off. Everyone was looking at me with the same eyes as if I were a demon. But I didn't understand that at the time. My thoughts are just in the light of the rules of the world, but I was not convinced why I was treating the bad guys. The teacher told me this to my parents, who were atheists, viewed me as a problem and began to take me to church. I didn't understand that much about being treated like a problem child. Even when I grew up and graduated from college, I didn't know. "
Vandamm's expression of nostalgia was sinister.
"I can understand it right now, and I can't help but be ashamed of what I was then, and I can't wait to think if I were what I am. If I had stayed away from seeing the wives I am now, I would surely have remained a monster who looked like a person. I was saved by her. I could have fallen into the back world, too. Well, I'm still stuck with one leg."
I felt like I was even wearing one foot to my chest, but I didn't tell you how long I had to go.
"Well, finally, to the point. Aren't you from this side of the world? Why are you on your side? I find that strange."
Van Damme points me out, and Yoshiku looks back at himself.
His allegations are not out of focus. I'm sure he's shaking after examining his background, but it's also a fact he shoved into the bottom of his belly.
I have always hated the existence of the back streets, a world where people like me see the tragic death of my sister and make people's deaths entertaining and commercial. The residents on the back street had decided that they were just villains. Moreover, I remembered the indescribable remorse of the fact that the back street, which is evil itself, has the power to even intervene in power and hinder the press.
But he also fell into the back streets, and as he was in contact with those who could only live there, the drooling feeling that had been in him for so long faded away.
On the other hand, when it comes to being fully admitted to the back street, it's not like that either. There are still feelings of inadmissibility.
"I'm sorry about what I was thinking. I hope you don't get me wrong, but I'm not asking you to be clear on which faction you're going to be in. I don't have to blame you. I am a person who hates polarizing ideas and factional divisions. People who can only imaginatively capture the position of their thoughts and whose thoughts are extremely solidified think they are foolish. It's not a person, it's a sheep who looks like a person. Being neutral, being mediocre, is what I think is normal and normal. Like, in a whirlpool of strays."
Van Damme said, turning that gaze towards Terrence. Terrence smiles ambiguously, trying to escape and turning his gaze to the man in law, shrugging his shoulders to look.
Surprised by the interaction between the two, Yoshiku saw and understood that Van Damme knew a lot about Terrence's circumstances.
"What I'm trying to say is, your place here is not right for you. That's all. If there are two societies, one behind the other and the other on the table, if the idea becomes extremely biased, then it belongs to one of them. There will also be two bunches of grass shoes like Mika Tsukinawa, but the base of her heart will definitely be behind it. But how about you? Either you're the mentality of a street dweller, but you work behind it. That looks terribly distorted."
Van Damme's gaze turns to Terrence again.
"There's a part of Terrence that goes through with you, too. Until he accomplished his purpose, he also meant to be in Sea Chihuahua, but now that he has accomplished his purpose... Terrence will find his rightful place one of these days, and he will follow the sea chihuahua."
Purpose?
It was strange for a long time why a man like Terrence was in a terrorist organization like Sea Chihuahua, but he still had a lot of deep circumstances in him, and yet he somehow found out that Sea Chihuahua was an organization that didn't fit Terrence.
There's one thing I don't like about you.
Yoshiku opens his mouth.
"I don't know if my best friends, who are so rash about strange ideas, are saying things that they despise."
It refers to treating people like sheep.
"It's true. They are not people. They are sheep who are given human rights to wear human skin, to have human DNA, and to be human beings. I don't look like a person. And there's a great deal of social significance in managing and educating people like them."
Van Dam to say it out without being bad.
"It's not limited to the sheep of Grimm Penis. Society is able to make such people appear. Those at the bottom who have nothing to gain find their way to strange ideas and rely on them. Think of one idea or the faction that belongs to it as wonderful, think of yourself as being special again too if you are haunted by the idea of the faction, and glance at the strange movement. These are indistinguishable factions, all on the same level. Sheep."
I naturally know that there are such schematics for the long time I was in the newspaper. But I have no feelings of contempt. Not to mention, I don't feel good listening to it, like I treat it like a animal.
"But when those sheep are also not under control, they do evil. The most troublesome thing is to come together in one and let society - strip the system of its fangs. Therefore, seal it. It would be particularly effective to create multiple opposing ideological factions to incite them to engage each other so that they do not consign. Politicians also collect votes for them. Crappy books are published to suit their immature intelligence and immature spirit, and they also moisturize the publishing industry by selling them. Whoa, so is the paper. You, the former newspaper reporter, would be well aware of that. The sheep are at the bottom of society and continue to be exploited, but they are unconscious. I envision myself as an excellent special being. It's very convenient for the shepherds. I'm very happy to have my hair cut."
"Am I a shepherd, then?"
"Don't be. I'm pretty sure he was exploiting it from them, wasn't he?
Van Damme smiles. It was obvious that he was pointing out the time of newspaper reporter. The media, in particular, do business consciously of these people. That is an indisputable fact.
(I looked at myself and pretended not to look at myself, but I had a very critical shake. The boulder is Cornelis Van Dam. He was a big guy, but he was just an informant, and he was watching me. I've spotted it. That's amazing. But......)
"Why did you tell me that?
Is it just a whim fault, or are you trying to upset yourself and pull it off the back street that's going to turn to your enemies? Given the character of a person named Van Damme, I think it's the latter.
"Can't you tell without being clear?
said Van Damme in the face.
"Wouldn't you like to work under me? That fits you best. [M] A shepherd is the way of life that suits you best."
Suddenly this solicitation, which I didn't even think of, solidified me for a long time.
"Excellent top doesn't miss talented talent"
After breaking up with Van Damme and leaving the coffee shop, while walking, Terrence runs like that.
"I guess Yoshiku is a pretty awesome informant because Mr. Van Damme is so eye-catching and scouting me, sir"
"The sun is still shallow, and I don't have a great track record. But I'm surprised you were blindfolded. Well, I was also convinced that you, the head of the Sea Chihuahua, had gone out of your way to become an escort."
I didn't understand anything about what I liked in the long run. I also considered the possibility that he was trying to fool himself, but it seems to me that Van Damme was seriously talking about it.
"Weren't you happy to be scouted?
"Honestly, that was awesome. I'm glad. I'm a small citizen with roots. There's no way... I'm not happy to be recognized by celebrities who crotch the world"
I have returned the vague answer of thinking about it, but I did not immediately refuse because there were some parts of it that would attract me for a long time.
(Most likely, that's not the only prospect over there.)
Mutsuki thought that Van Damme had solicited himself because he had other aims.