"I guess I'm destined to break up sadly with a woman. There's a god, and we're going to make sure that happens."
In the living room of the Snow Oka Institute, in front of Shiatsu, Yi and Midori, the truth speaks with a distant eye.
"We've had four so far. Two of them might have been one-sided. Apricot is dead, and Snow Oka is a miserable wreck that I don't even want to talk about."
"But you live with Junko."
Yi pokes.
"You live with me, too."
"No, I thought it would be very strange to give it back..."
Perseverance with a bitter laugh at true words.
"What about the other two? I'm very interested."
She asks in a tall voice.
"The fancy whore I used to make. I said stop being a whore, so I tried to ask you to go out with me privately, arrowhead, and I was raided. She was safe, but right after that, it wasn't moody to say that, and I figured she'd have a hard time dating me in the back street, and that's clear."
"What about the other one? I've heard about him before, but it's the first time I've heard of him besides Sister Apricot, Sister Jun and the other person."
Now Midori asked.
"I mean, this is another thought, I didn't even confess, but there was a girl who was always stuck. I was in first grade, though. Though he was totally my best friend Nori. But I've been depressed since she moved, and I'm even more depressed when I hear she made an older boyfriend at the move since she went up to middle school."
"I don't know about the sad side to that extent...... I'm worse."
For some reason I'm proud of my face, and I thought that might be terrible for you. True, but don't poke at me.
"Hmm, what are you talking about?
Junko shows up there and speaks up.
"Snow Oka is here, so this story has never happened before."
Junko stunned to hear true outspoken words.
"Hey... aren't you terrible? You know, avoiding people that blatantly...... Oh, okay. We were all talking about sneaking up on my birthday."
"Nobody knows Jun's birthday."
"Well, I don't know either. I need more help than that."
In answer to Midori's penetration, Junko cut out the story.
"Visitors to the Institute are 69% men, 30% women and 1% others. I wonder if there's a better way to increase the number of women."
"What else is Okama or something?
"What do you do with more women? You want to experiment that's impossible without a woman?
Truth and Yi ask.
"Thanks for the hope of retrofitting people coming to the lab, but there's a tendency for men and women to be different. There's a part of a man that's like a straight line to one desire, but I prefer to volunteer for a woman's lab because there are so many interesting cases of background circumstances in the case of a woman. So I was wondering if more women would come."
"Like what? Was there a woman who wanted to be reincarnated?
"Hmm... I guess that's less..."
Junko spills a slight smile on the question of sheer cruelty. In the first place, before she became a potted toddler today, she was a man.
"The reason for the launch of the murder club we're doing right now, if it's the original, it's not a girl's request. I knew a girl's client would be funnier."
"That's so uncomfortable, I just want you to stop. No, I think it's time to interrupt."
True to unleash a grumpy aura, though faceless.
"Stop it yet. At least until you and your client's girl get what they want."
"I've been doing this for over four months now, and how long am I willing to do it"
"You don't even have to tell me. It's in line with the dog owner's novel. Come on."
True to complain, Junko shrugs her shoulders gently.
"I'm a wanted member of the Homicide Club, and I can secure a lab, and there's no reason for Junko to stop."
Yi says, but Junko shakes the first time.
"Murder club remodeling is rarely a dangerous human experiment, hey. It's enough to test the results so far. I wonder if I've been a little craved lately because the most human experiment I want to do is step into an unknown realm, where there's plenty of danger to the lives of people who become experimental benches as well. Some of them wanted strong abilities without risking their lives."
"Where are you going with such a dangerous experiment?
"Does Junko have an ultimate purpose or something in the first place?
Shiatsu and Yi continue to ask.
"Hmm, for the moment, it's about evolving all humans - or changing the world so that all humans acquire supernatural powers,"
"Ugh, sucks at the moment. It's a big reform on a global scale. Jun, why would you do that?"
Midori asks strangely.
"I've lived for over a thousand years, gained a lot of knowledge, a lot of memories, and a lot of power. I wonder if I'm the only one with great power and a lot of knowledge, or if I'm alone. No, it's just me, or just some people in the world, who have those special powers, but most people don't have those powers, and they don't end their lives. Some people want that kind of power."
"Is that what you mean? So that's the way it is now."
Midori was convinced. He said that Junko is recruiting experimental benches using his powers as bait, not just because he wants to do human experiments, but because they also include such purposes.
"I empower those people, it's fun. I'm glad to see someone who's happy to have the power. It would be great to see that person achieve what he could not have done before with the power he gained from me."
(That's especially cooperative when someone who's been modified to gain power falls into the back streets.)
When I heard about Junko, I was truly convinced.
Being a murder club is now totally one of the classic topics on the back street.
Although a number of informants tried to interview and investigate the actual situation, and found out the outlines, basic rules, etc., it is not very clear what the hell is going on and whether such a presence is allowed. To the extent that the police are deeply involved at best.
In the back streets, we don't tolerate crimes that have a lot of impact on the front streets. An organization called the Formalin-pickled President has obviously broken that ban, but it has the power to just break it. The homicide club is also regarded as having that power because the owner is Junko Yukioka, but unlike the backstreet center and the unfriendly formalin-pickled president, Junko Yukioka, who is in a relatively good relationship with the center, is told as a great mystery as he plays by creating an organization that is not up to the will of the center.
"Sounds interesting, and I'm interested, homicide club"
Kozuka Yumtsuka, the boss of the organization, will give it to you in the office of Kokobi Resistance, the terminal shop organization.
"If I'd found such a fun play before falling into the back streets, I'd be happy to jump."
Says Rin Kishibe, who fell asleep unconstitutionally on the couch. But now I'm not satisfied with just killing. It needs to be more exciting play.
"But the people in this organization, they're hard to say are residents of the back street, right? It seems that way, like a man on the street enjoys killing without risk. Honestly, I don't think I can take it very well."
Shibuya Ten Nights clouds his expression. When I chatted with Junko, I heard that the majority of those who entered the murder club pulled in from the street.
"Murder is risky, isn't it? Well, if you avoid it and kill it, you lose the risk."
And...
"Haha, looks like there are quite a few of you who see Junko and President Hormaline starting the same business"
A shake laughs innocently when he sees a thread on the topic of the murder club, set up on an anonymous bulletin board about a backstreet relationship on the internet.
"That's what I'm looking at, and it would actually be the same as a genre. They put it on video to kill people and sell it."
He had a great deal of fondness and trust in Junko, but by extension, he did the same thing as a formalin-pickled president, who can also be called an enemy.
"But if Junko was close to the president pickled in formalin, Junko might have entrusted the operation to that organization."
And, shake. Once both hostile on the surface and connected on the back, but now completely unfamiliar, and no longer partnering in any business, the shakers hear from Junko's own mouth.
"I don't know what it was like to start a business like that... It doesn't look good on Junko. I don't deserve it. I don't like it. I want to believe there's something else going on."
I made the image of Junko on my own, and wondered if I wanted to put it on, but I didn't say anything.