Live distribution of the discussion ended.
"That was thick. A lot."
The tiredness of watching with enthusiasm was wrapped up in a feeling of comfort after viewing the discussion.
"Mika, you've changed."
Truth squeaks.
"Too much has changed. You can describe it as transformed. Obviously, I used a restraining hand for him before. It must be Mika who killed the CIA operative.
"I think so, too. But the world will believe Mika's words and think Sara cut the lizard's tail off. Hey. I used my character well, and I used my dirty hands to act like I was standing, and I really felt refreshed watching it."
Junko with a smile that feels like heartfelt satisfaction.
Though residents of the back street, Mika was always clean and passing through bloody characters when out in public on the front street and the United States, which is recognized as Dirty Justice all over the world. Using this structure, previous reputation and impression, Mika uses uninterruptedly dirty means to smear dirt on Sara's side. The face of the Yukooka Institute, which saw it, had changed its perception of Mika.
"True brother, how do you see and treat Mika sister, change to?"
"No way. I may have used dirty hands, but I'd rather praise them. They were the dirtier ones."
To tease Midori, the truth speaks where he thinks.
"Hey, I think Mika would be happy if my real brother told me directly."
"If you're in the mood for praise, you just have to give him a good praise. It'll be a reward for your hard work, Mika."
"No, you don't have to praise me. The reason is that I don't personally like it."
"It's troublesome to choose words and praise them, and well done, you can say a word about it. Straight and short ratings would be more like his taste."
"I'm sure Mika is when it comes to her expression, but I don't think it's going to be the same until she gets the rating from someone else."
The four of us talk fun about nasty things. No, there was only one person who seemed upset.
"Lots of crisp losers. Um, on the contrary, this feels good. It is also rare that the word sunny while enemies comes in such a perfect situation. Mika Tsukinawa, Sarah Demon was defeated by her passion and conviction."
At the end of the delivery, Van Damme gives his thoughts, with a voice that has no heart or excitement.
"Sarah Demon seems to be American, you blew yourself up as a result of a crude ploy. You can't laugh at Kofu. Almost the same level. Nevertheless, I also misjudged Mika Tsukinawa. I thought it was a swine rush, but it turns my head inside"
"Wow, you did it, America sucks."
Catherine of American nationality gets bummed, but she also admits that Van Damme's words are diagrams.
"I like the temperament guy. I was more in the mood than reason. That little girl's mood sounded strong over the screen as well. If you were to use the expression of the master of Kendo, would you say that the ghost lived there?"
Rod also speaks praise.
"Right. Mika was more bierous on the previous discussion show, but this time it was her stage. It's Sarah who's pathetic. Mika has been made a good actor and a bad person."
I saw it as a representative of my country, so as Catherine, I supported Sarah in my heart, but the result was disastrous.
"Mika Tsukinawa was also leopardized like someone else from a previous discussion show. With a good brain on it, I can see that I've studied quite a bit and been repeating my brain simulation yon"
Van Damme doesn't know that Blaine is a pure child.
"Mika had a dangerous dialogue in her mouth, too, but what kind of flow would it be?
"I see that if the Japanese government and media would give that dangerous dialogue to the jade, Luciferin Dust might still have a minute, but for fear of that dangerous dialogue, he would ignore it. So the complete victory on the back street and I see"
To Catherine's inquiry, Van Damme affirmed.
"What do you do with the grim penis?
To Rod's question, Vandam spills a mocking smile.
"I can't help being on a losing horse any more. Grimpenis cuts off support for Luciferin Dust. Let's get this far, too."
It's unclear whether Sarah did it or Luciferin Dust, but they're the ones who sent assassins to themselves, so they were both going to cut them off one day. That's just what made it faster. Van Dam, who also considered retaliation if given the opportunity, doesn't even seem to need it at the earliest opportunity.
"But Sarah wasn't good enough for that clan. Is that a good place to grow up, young lady?"
"That clan?
Rod gives a surprise voice to Van Damme's words.
"Did some of you not know?"
"I didn't learn because I didn't grow up well, I..."
To Van Damme, who turns to himself and looks unexpected, Rod answers as he is, not even the wind that made him particularly ill.
"Private oilfielders - the giant financial organization that strands the world, where you said you were the real ruler of America? It is the Money Lenders - the Demon Clan - who in the history of mankind have sparked a demon in the world by the name of capitalism. Mikhail Demon, the former Lord, is an overlife who has reigned as shadow ruler of America for hundreds of years, and, like" Yob's Reward, "they are one of the Fixers who rule the world from the shadows."
"Can you teach me at school about such an organization?
After explaining it, Van Damme lost his word to Rod, who would ask that question with a straight face. I'm not being sarcastic, I seem to be asking a very serious question, so I'm not sure how to answer it.
(If you are involved in back-running, it is naturally something you know as one of the general knowledge, or if you are steadfast but you know things elsewhere, it is insulting to say that, and how did you explain it...)
After getting lost, Van Damme decides to ignore it and continue the conversation.
"I used to be interrupted many times by them to drink boiled water. And the U.N. crowd, Luciferin Dust, will either fade or vanish, but the back streets have made new enemies."
"You think that's a private oilfielder?
Catherine asks.
"Oh. Sarah was that spike, but with such a result, she'll be crushed with her main hips next. Now not in this classy way."
This anticipation of Van Damme will come off in a completely unexpected way.
Even after watching the delivery of the public debate, the iron skins of Kofu did not collapse.
"Is this... our defeat?
Six ghosts moaning watching in the same room.
"She ran out of hands. Even if I took her place, I would have lost. I don't blame you, and I don't underestimate you. The enemy was better."
"Cleanliness."
Five ghosts threw up at the words of Kofu, who spoke without expressing any emotions.
"The back street doesn't know what to do if it's clean, so I asked you to keep it to yourself. Is that okay? That's what you should use as a beating ingredient."
"By whom? No, who am I gonna tell? I'm just saying, how does the public react?
Six ghosts scowl at the claims of the five ghosts.
"What many people want is the same peaceful routine. I'm holding that routine hostage and threatening it. It's easy if you just want to sue a dangerous person who's threatening a peaceful routine, but considering what the consequences will be..."
"Well, I'm glad you didn't have Luciferin Dust from the beginning."
The five ghosts blocked the words of the six ghosts with angry voices.
"If you lose anyway, you don't mind a bunch of scavengers who were better than us"
That's what I say, and the five ghosts leave the room in rough footsteps.
"That's the idea of a little villain. But... it's not bad to reward one arrow"
Exhaling Kofu.
"You can't even reward an arrow, he'll die"
It doesn't matter, Six Ghosts.
"You're a brother, and you're okay with that?
"Oh, that's a fine brother"
To the question of Kofu, Six Ghosts answered plainly.