An organization called the Formalin-Pickled President has been operated by several top executives located beneath it, as the boss has remained less absent for the past few years.
Under the top executives there are each executives, who are responsible for a variety of services for each executive. These executives were among the former customers of President Hormaline who brought in promising plans as executives of the organization and were taken up by the top executives.
Even more rarely, those judged to be outstanding and competent among their executives are promoted as top executives.
Electric (Den) House (Den) Shigami Sanro (Shikosabu) is a new senior executive who has only recently become a top executive. We still don't know much about the operation of an organization called the President Pickled with Hormaline, so a senior executive named Akino Kaoru is in the process of becoming your guide and coaching a lot.
Shirakashi Sanro originally worked as an executive under incense, and was recommended by incense to be taken up by the senior executive. Therefore, incense is cordial. Kaori naturally also knows who Shiraishi Sanro is. But you don't know the face or the identity of the incense.
"Some of the executives are suspicious. All my customers were killed."
"Oh, that story's coming to me, too."
Shikishizaburo was wearing a cat mask, a bird masked incense and a television call, talking about the concerns currently happening to the organization.
"Obviously, he's killing for a guest who takes a trip to the formalin-pickled president. And in a brutal way."
"In such a brutal way that if you shoot it, you will surely give birth to a lot of money, right? Ha ha."
Shiraishi Sanro shook his whole fat body and laughed, but coughed badly because the incense of the bird mask was completely unresponsive.
"The killer is also likely to be a guest of the President pickled in formalin. It's the quickest way to get to know our guests."
"I will thoroughly wash the interior"
The TV phone hangs up, and Shiraishi Sanro exhales heavily.
Shiraishi Sanro has been beneficial to incense for a while, and he's been dating for quite a while, but he still has no idea what incense is thinking. He would respond properly if he relied, but he was always treated with vague anxiety.
After school that day, Yu and Tsuko headed to a private Earth school in the same city of Euthanasia.
"I strongly urge you to change the venue of the meeting this time."
Feeling a strange gaze poured down into a different uniform from Earth School, the flashing look of a pussy.
When I opened the door to the Student Chairman's Office, four members of the same group had already come inside. That is, Ryujiro Suzuki, Akiichi Serizawa, Mr. Fujishima, and Takuma Seshima. Now all six members of this group have assembled.
"Now all of us?
"What about this group? As I said before, there are many other members"
Sharp Ichi answers Kishifu's question.
"Zhongfang? Why did you come in here?
Takuma looks down at Kishi husband and reunites the conversation he was interrupting. Takuma had just arrived here, and asked Kishifu how old he was.
"You're in there, too, but what's the way you put it?"
Before Kishifu opens his mouth, Sharp Ichi pokes at him with a ragged mouth.
"Towards the Older You,"
Small, sighing table grinding. He is the oldest here. He's the only adult.
"If you're complaining, show me something respectable older."
"Yes, yes, I can't show you anything."
He was arrogantly sharp, and now he was deliberately loud and sighing.
"Uh oh, Ryujiro, I just operated yesterday, are you okay?
"Stay thankful. Unlike before, it's not a major modification, so I'm fine."
To Yu's care, Ryuji makes him smile.
"So, no more meeting here, will you?
Kiko with a grumpy tone and expression.
"I agree. I'm really resistant to sneaking into high school in private clothes at this age"
Said Takuma. In fact, the teacher has stopped me many times, and I know the student chairman, Ryujiro, and he explains that he ate the call every time, but he's on his feet so often, it's time to get suspicious.
"I don't have a choice. I'll think about it for a second."
And, Ryujiro.
"Is Mr. Ryujiro the leader here?
Kishifu asks questions.
"I haven't clearly decided who's the leader, but this is the guy who roughly divides up, and this is pretty much the guy who proposes the operation, and this is the guy who makes the final decision collectively"
Sharp Ichi said. Then Kishifu accepts that Ryujiro is practically the leader.
"It would be easier for me if Takuma, an elderly man and an East College student, were to lead me."
"Wow, I didn't think I'd guess that until you, regardless of Akiichi or Tsukiko."
Listen to Ryujiro, and the table grind shrugs his shoulders.
"That's not what I meant. I meant to be just light-hearted, but I'm sorry if I bothered you."
Ryujiro apologizes with a smile and without showing any apologies.
"Needless to say, I got you all together, because I have my next commissioned murder,"
Ryujiro got to the point.
"That's fast. I just did the other day."
Sharp Ichi puts his hand on the glasses.
"This time, Junko gave me a request directly from his mouth. My client is Junko. They also told me to be sure that all six of them would come. He also said the target was a pretty nasty opponent."
"Aha, that's exciting."
Listen to Ryujiro and smile invincibly Koko.
"So, what kind of person are you?
tablemount asks.
"He's a heroic mouse, away from Junko's control. And pretty strong. He said if you rank mice alphabetically for strength, you'll definitely be in A."
"But what kind of abilities do they have, they're cracked over here, right? Every time, but that alone gives me an overwhelming advantage. And the other guy doesn't know this way. And then there's more than one. It's harder to lose."
And, table mill. Request Murder is basically all in favor. I can't pin it when I say I'm tough. At least Takuma hasn't even had a struggle.
"Most of the time, it was an easy win, but on that condition, we still struggled, and you can't be alarmed."
"You've done it with a little troublesome guys before when there's no table polish."
Ryujiro and Kiriko said.
(Is that...?
For some time afterwards, the faces of the murder club continued their conversation, but along the way, Kishifu felt his consciousness fade. I can't see anything with my eyes open, and I can't hear everyone.
Eventually the thought was interrupted and Shore husband fell on the spot.
"Duh, what's going on?
Takuma gives a wolfish voice. Other members look at Shore Husband in surprise.
(Junko's control, hasn't worked yet? Ah)
The reaction of shore husband falling unconscious was in itself an unexpected substitute for Yu, so I just think so.
Kuriko puts her hand on Kishio's neck.
"Ah..."
Yu accidentally leaks his voice when he sees the behavior of Tsuko.
"Hey... this kid is dead... No pulse..."
I am even more surprised by the report of Tatsuko.
"It's okay."
Yu leans next to Shiko and meditates by touching Kishifu.
"Huh? Huh?
Suddenly he rose and looked around.
"Yu, what did you do?
"Yeah... hey... that's it, that"
Yu returns an unanswered answer to the question of Tsuko.
"Well, you're good."
"Right."
Sharp Ichi has done it with one word, and Ryujiro will be convinced with it.
"What's wrong with me?
"Lose your mind..."
I almost said I didn't have a pulse, and Koko clasped his mouth. Because I thought that might have been my mistake.