I'm scared that entering the high school grounds on a junior high school student's own can be distracting.
The boy - Fujikashi husband - was badly uncomfortable until he entered the grounds of the private Earth School High School, as everyone around him was filled with taller high school students than himself, and many of them with different glances thrown at him.
I came here because I need something important, but I wonder why I designated a place like this, and I want to take a sigh of relief.
As he looked around slightly with a careless look to find the place of purpose, he finally appeared to speak to his shore husband.
"Keh, you're a middleman. You got a brother or a sister?
When he saw the one who had spoken, Kishifu pulled.
I don't know if it's kind, or if it's just getting tangled up. Anyway, the other guy was wearing his uniform nasty, punk hair that stood in all directions like a hare after being discolored, and his ears were stunningly pierced, because it looked like nothing but defective.
I don't care how you look at it, it's nothing but bad, but it's shorter than the middle two self. If it was just height, it would be at elementary school level. I suspect there might be 140. But something like an aura is released from that body, and it doesn't look small. Later, his eyesight was also considerable, and even if he had won by his back length, Kishifu learned fear just because he was stared at.
"Uh... I'm here to meet Ryujiro Suzuki and Kenichi Serizawa, my third graders"
That's what Kishifu is told beforehand if anyone asks.
"I don't think they're from the homicide club."
Shosho's husband opened his eyes to surprise at the words his punk-haired little one said with his face up. I was wondering if even regular students here know the murder club.
"You know the murder club? I've been told to go say hello..."
"Have you even joined that crazy group? I'm a backstreet resident, too, and the name of the member in this school and the extent to which I'm hearing rumors. Junko, you can't even begin to do business. True Azuma hasn't tried to stop this lately. Or is it really cussing, or incompetent?"
Head tungtung student talking to himself about bumps. Hearing of the residents on the back street, Shore husband was also convinced by the different aura emitted by the head tungtung students.
"There's talk of a guy already in a murder club who's lost a lot of his life. Become a Mad Scientist toy ahead of you, Pippy, and you're gonna cry and you're gonna regret it.
When thrown away, the head tungtung student walked away from the spot.
Later, the teacher also spoke to me, so when I gave him two names again, he asked if he was in the student council room.
When Kishifu visited the student council room, there were two students inside.
One is a sharp looking student with a thin jaw, long face and nose muscles, good style, long sluggish legs, brown hair all-back and glasses.
The other one is not as tall as the punk hair earlier, but this is not so different from the shore husband. But he's a remarkably beautiful boy. The other glasses look good, too, but this one has a different dimension. In a large, well-opened eye, he also felt a soft contoured female face owner who looked unusual in his third year of high school. I turned to this one in response to myself entering the room and saw the gentle grin on my mouth, so much so that my shore husband couldn't help but be sure.
"Uh... here we go. Junko Suzuoka told me to come here."
A shore husband who bows his head deeply and greets politely, but the motion is very unwieldy.
"Yes, yes, I'm listening to this one, too. I'm Ryujiro Suzuki."
The little beautiful boy laughs more lovingly, as if to relieve Shore husband's nervousness.
"It's Kenichi Serizawa. Nice to meet you. When you get in, close the back door properly."
Another student cautions with his glasses in his hand and Shore husband hurries to close the door behind him.
Afterwards, Sharp Ichi stared at Kishifu with his hands on his glasses. I was wondering if there was still something wrong, the nervous shore husband.
"Are you okay with taking a rookie to the next commissioned murder?
After seeing Kishi husband to be worthy, on the top of the unwilling Buddha, Akiichi speaks to Ryujiro.
"Because that's what Junko decided. Well, just the two of us can handle it."
Ryujiro says with a soft smile and tone, but I don't think Kishifu knows what it is to see him treated out of battle in front of him.
"I heard the first request was made by four people."
I mean, Kashifu says, wondering if he's not gonna be able to use one more person.
"Yeah, the other one's a guy you can use if you mean it, but he's a guy you can't use because you rarely mean it"
Abominably wrinkled between the brows, Sharp Ichi returns such an answer.
"I'm sorry. In the clueless."
The door behind Shore Husband opens with the voice of a high but modest girl.
Kishifu looked back, and one female student was standing.
She is a beautiful girl with small, loosely wavy, long flax hair stretched to her waist and crisp eyes, but looks like she will be adulterated by the addition and subtraction of nagging. In uniform, but not in this school uniform.
(Awesome. Lovely. Of course I prefer it)
Close to each other, the shore husband takes his breath. And a strong deja vu and a warm feeling creeping up in my chest.
"Ah, nice to meet you. I'm Dawn Young, a member of the Murder Club. Private Van Schools."
A girl with a dusty head down. I thought it was middle school because of my back length and young face, but I was unexpectedly two years high.
"I'm Fujikashi husband. It's two years of euthanasia sixteen middle school. I'm here with an introduction from Junko Suzuoka."
Kishifu also carefully bowed her head and when she looked at the girl's face again, she was about to smile at herself. With a grin as if it were directed at those close to you. That is neither an illusion nor an assumption.
(Did you like me? Just a loving laugh...... not. I don't know why, but I know that)
The shore husband even falls into such a sensation that the smile was something he forgot, something that was very important to him.
(About this kid... do I know?
I don't even feel like I've seen him for the first time, but it must be the first time I've seen him. My shore husband doesn't know how I feel like this.
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but the meeting place, it's embarrassing to be here. Going to another school with a different uniform is soothing."
In Yu's words, Kishifu agrees.
"This is the safest place to meet and talk right away"
"You can say what Yu says, but just online and telephone interactions. Then you miss me. It's a hassle, but you want to meet in person and have a meeting as much as possible -. For now, this is the only suitable place."
"Really? Ah. That's the same thing, right? I'm sorry."
Keiichi and Ryujiro continue to tell me, Yu looking sorry to bow his head.
"You don't have to apologize there. That's the best way to put it. I know I don't like it in your shoes."
I wonder if Kashio is this man Tundele when he sees the sharp one following him as he remains on the top of the Buddha. My first impression wasn't very good, but I just said it cared for me over words, and I reviewed it a bit.
"Hey, newbie, you know what commissioned murder is, don't you?
Sharp Ichi turns her gaze to Shore Husband and asks him to intimidate her.
"Yes."
"Then repeat it."
A sharp one tells his shore husband, who answers by stretching his spine, in a great tone.
"How are you, sir?"
"Seniors."
To Ryujiro, who speaks with a laugh, Akiichi answers that without even grinning.
"Uh, commissioned murder is a murder for which a target is commissioned from a murder club operation, and murder experience also fluctuates depending on the difficulty. A courier is followed and the killing is filmed, and the murder scene is sold out. Is this okay?"
"Seventy-five points. The courier may not be able to follow suit. I can't do it this time. You know what this means?
Sharply, who continues to ask greatly, shore husbands pioneering in boulders.
"As tight a request for terms as the courier gets in the way?
"Exactly. Even if a new candidate with no abilities follows, it is likely to only be useful to the extent that it can be used as a target with high difficulty. I mean, is the target itself dangerous, or is there a strict designation of time and place when killing the target, or both? By the way, if the target itself is just dangerous, the bearer will follow. This time the time and location of the target have been specified, and the target itself is a hassle."
Being treated as a blatant interrupter, Shore husband comes with a cock, but I don't say anything back because I guess he'll actually be the interrupter.
"Yes, yes, don't be offended. Rather, for you, this job is a lucky category. Anyway, you'll get a lot of murder experience in there, and you'll increase your membership level at once. If you reach level 5, Junko can modify it, so you can gain the ability to clear and help, which will lead to increased strength for us. Nah. So, you don't have to learn to draw. And don't worry, Akeichi, you don't have a good mouth, but you don't actually treat me like that."
Ryujiro smiles and follows in a gentle tone.
"I don't even know if he's going to interact with us."
I turned my suspicious gaze to my shore husband, Sharp Ichi said.
"I think I'll be fine with this girl. Sort of, but it seems to be collaborative."
And, Ryujiro.
"Let's have fun together as fellow homicide clubs in the future"
"Yes, sir"
Ryujiro asks me to shake his hand, and Kishio holds that hand.
"You see."
Ryujiro looks sharp while shaking hands with Kishio. Sharp ichi remains on the top of the Buddha like he doesn't care.
"Um... Is the Murder Club just the six of us here?
Concerned about his companionship, Kishifu asked. I was wondering if there were more, but it was surprising that there were only six of them.
"I'm just not here, there's more. Nevertheless, there are five people in the group who are sailing here. No, you too. That's six of us. Probably doesn't like to follow suit. Solo only has a lot of problematic children, and one of these days they'll most likely be the target of commissioned murder. By the way, he's also a former member of the removed homicide club."
Sharp ichi answers Kishifu's question, while further touching on the target matter.
Certainly the guidelines said so. Whoever broke the rules of the murder club said he would be the target of a commissioned murder.
"Sure, I hope there are a few other groups besides us. On a personal basis, we've never been in contact on a group basis. Large groups formed between adults are also appreciated."
"You didn't know that."
To Yu's words, Sharp One gives a voice that seems unexpected.
"Ooh? Hasn't Akiichi seen any sales footage from the murder club? It's interesting to see a lot of activities other than ours. Of course, the face and clothing have been processed and corrected, but I know it's a gathering of adults because of the body."
"You're not interested. I don't know about any other moves."
Kenichi, who says it doesn't matter, exhales in a small way.
"Oh man, Akeichi, you shouldn't be in that kind of place. We need to focus on more places, purchase information, and learn more. It's the basics."
"Is it sermon time again? Take care of the newcomer than I do."
He was Ryujiro, who teaches in a gentle tone, but Akiichi turns to him with a disgusting face.
"This time, Mr. Shore, please be thorough with your tour. Seeing is good learning."
Ryujiro tells with a soft look. Looking at this person's face, and having him speak up, makes him feel very soothed.
(He sounds like a great guy, but still, this guy, he's part of a murder club... what the hell. And this kid...)
Kishifu takes a glimpse of Yu.
"Oh, are you worried about Yu?
Ryujiro teases when he notices Kashifu's gaze visibly. A shore husband who rushes off his gaze.
"Huh? Uh... I did something to disturb you. Ah?
"You're not stupid, you..."
Ask anxiously Yu, shuddering sharp one.
"Well, if you don't notice anything wrong, you tell me. Come on. It's true that I, am an idiot..."
"It's not. I didn't do anything, and it's not bad. Don't take the liberty of misunderstanding and sink on your own, depressing"
Sharp Ichi, with his troublesome, smelly face, chases down the depressing Yu.
"Even now, Akiichi is comforting you. Difficult character, isn't it?
Ryujiro smiled toward Kishi's husband, and sharp ichi clapped his arms and snorted.
I imagined something more horrible because I was a member of the murder club, but I was reassured shore husbands while I was surprised because they all felt normal after being minors.