The next day, after a raid release order was issued by Junko, the faces of the members of the murder club were again gathered where they had previously gathered.
"Speaking of diminished, diminished, but you have more left than I thought"
Sharp Ichi looks around and says in other audible voices.
"Akeichi, you care about your compatriots"
"It's not like that. Don't get me wrong."
Speaking graciously, Akiichi glanced at him.
"Did you guys see the footage of the drum can kick I sent you?
Ryujiro speaks to members other than our own group.
"I saw it. It's a terrible game."
"Medium egg. It's time for them to get caught in the room and die of poison gas."
"And the ghosts were running late, and the doors closed, and they couldn't get out, and some of them were dead with their children."
"Yeah, yeah, there was something about the kid side being unable to help his buddy, blocking the entrance in a group, and killing the ghost inside without even being able to get out. That was amazing."
Members who say what they think. Even though we try to come to that awful game ourselves, no one seems to be afraid. The belly seems to be seated because of those who have a long history of working at the murder club and those who have survived the last few days of hunting for the murder club.
Some people will just have been pulling and cowardice, but other members seem to be able to afford it, so a reassuring air is created. It also propagates a sense of security, as fear propagates.
"Uh, so all of us in the homicide club come to this game, did anyone watch the footage and simulate the style of play -?
Ryujiro questioned me and a few people looked like they were in trouble. About twice as many as those who raised their hands lightly. There were even more than twice as many unresponsive people.
"It seems surprising that there are quite a few guys who haven't thought about anything, even though their lives are at stake. I hope this hand fit doesn't pull my leg."
Sharp ichi reveals his discomfort and says it off. Some will look annoyed, but no one will argue.
"That's some interesting dialogue. He said this hand will pull his leg."
"I didn't aim, it just so happens, and it's nothing funny"
Takuma says with a smile, but Akeichi stays armed and stuck.
After that, Junko and True appear where several people argue that the proposal of the operation is not, uh, not Ko.
"Sorry I'm late. Me and True, too."
"Junko too?
Yu giving an unexpected voice. The other members are looking at Junko with a surprised face.
"I don't know if I'm just going to be in the safe zone the whole time because I'm the owner. I'll fight on the same terms as everyone else. I'm confident I can help."
"Oh, the boulder is Junko"
"Awesome, I admire it"
"Junko Steaky. I don't care if you hold me."
"Our owners are different. I want both shitty politicians to drink so much of Mr. Yukioka's claw dirt that my stomach breaks."
"No, the owner should be flustered in the safety zone... What are you talking about?"
admirable members, but sharply denied it.
"Because if Junko dies, the Murder Club will end with that. You're talking about more burdens for absolutely having to defend yourself and for having to protect you?
"It's okay, because you're here to protect me. Hey, Makoto."
A pure child who smiles and truly shakes, but truly turns that way silently.
"It's the owner's intention, so we have to obey, Akiichi."
"You don't have to get extra roles in a handy way."
To Ryujiro, who says with a slight laugh, Akiichi quietly tells him to put his hands on his glasses.
"I think I'm rather comfortable. You're going to do as much as command the operation, aren't you?
"Whether or not we command, we'll think together. Okay?
Junko answered the question of one of the members.
"Let's keep talking to the people who've been thinking about how it works in the game -"
Ryujiro, who is a complete partitioner, urges. Ryujiro, who partitions himself wherever he goes, is used to partitioning, and from a long sharp point of view with him, he can be relieved to leave it to him.
"As I said earlier, I think it would be better for all of us to consolidate"
Proposed by a male member who appears to be in his thirties.
"So, we all wait near a room with a can, and when the ghost comes, we attack together."
"I mean, how can you ignore games anymore and just kill each other thoroughly?"
"Oh, that's the way I was thinking about it, too."
"No, that was rude."
"Good idea. Berry, that's a good idea."
"I don't know if it'll work. I don't think it's going to work."
There is a voice in favour or against the Members' proposals.
"It's a way to break down as a game, and by the rules, you can't do that. Haven't you seen the detailed game description part?
That's what Junko tells me, and anyone who proposes or agrees drops their shoulders.
"To be specific, the rule is that it is forbidden to be dense at short distances for longer than a certain number of people. Regardless of how many people organize, the summary is all out. And it's out that I've been hiding only in the same place for a long time, and I have to move in a while."
"How does that work out for the formalin-pickled presidential side that divides the game?
One of the members asked Junko. Several had similar doubts.
"In a death game hosted by the President pickled in formalin, they all wore bracelets, didn't they? Isn't that it?
Ryujiro says. Actually, he knows more and he knows how the bracelet works.
"Yeah. Kids and ghosts wear bracelets with registered player info, so even cheating can tell."
and Junko.
"More specifically, the bracelet makes a sound when a ghost finds it and when a ghost finds it and then rides it over a drum can. If you get on top of a drum can and get paid off by a bracelet, you quit fighting and head to the drum can room immediately."
It was sharp that I explained that. I've been looking into the contents of drum can kicks beforehand, and I've seen more than one video.
"Rule description, sounds like you should do it again here. There seems to be someone who hasn't even had a preview."
Ryujiro said uncommon, mixing a little disgust. I am heartbroken by the fact that many people who spoke sharply, but have not even had much preview, despite the fact that their lives and deaths are at stake.
I honestly want them to die first.
Sharp Ichi thought, but don't put that in your mouth on a boulder.
"That's right, then I'll explain it again here. However, in real life, a formalin-pickled president might change the rules a little bit."
After that, Junko explains the game. Ryujiro and Yuda were all the information they already knew, but there was also the first part they knew.
"All ghost sides have tablets, and by pointing the tablet at the person they have viewed, the name of the person who has received and viewed the radio waves from the bracelet is registered to the tablet. With your name registered on the tablet, if you go to a room with a can, get on top of the can, and shout out the name registered on the tablet, it's a restraint flow. Defeat the can before you restrain it, and the restraint registration will be cancelled and you will not be able to restrain it, and if you defeat the can after you restrain it, you will be released."
"Does that bracelet still explode or something?
"It doesn't explode, but it has the ability to flush current and stun players who don't follow the rules."
Junko asks questions and Junko answers them.
"It wasn't even written on the site around there. Is this to be explained to participants only"
And, Ryujiro.
"Yeah. Because I used to be in this game. Hey. True, you're also experienced."
"I do."
"That's comforting. Don't be a fool."
"But he said he might change the rules."
"Still, it would be reliable to have experience"
"Was Junko a ghost? Or a child?"
Members who say no to Junko's previous statements.
"It's a child. Of course I won. But the place is different every time, and from what I've seen of the other videos, the players seem to have different tactics, and there's no such thing as a must-win, is there? Of course, it's important to simulate it in advance."
Junko answers the member's question.
"There's a respite until the event, and even if we can just work out measures in advance like this, we're blessed. Normally, the death games of this hand are organized between strangers on the ground, taking victims, and exploring them."
And until then, the silent truth opens its mouth.
"But this time, it's a schematic of the battle between the formalin-pickled president himself and the homicide club, so the ghost side will also come up with countermeasures on the ghost side, and most importantly, it's definitely going to make the rule-to-place thing a slightly more advantageous form over there, right? There's also an audience eye, so I wouldn't go too blatantly in favor of ghosts."
From Junko's point of view, there is only one prediction at the moment as to what kind of hand a formalin-pickled president will come up with. But only one thing is envisaged. Because Junko induced them to do one of them anyway.
Various proposals are then put forward by Members, but the opinions do not show any cohesion inside.
Only one decision has been taken, to the extent that it is desirable to act on a number of group-by-group basis which is divided at the moment.
"If we were acting on a group-by-group basis, we'd be exhausted, wouldn't we?
"But if you had acted in a variance, that would be dangerous"
"If we can get in touch, we'll be able to go help each other when they find us."
"You can keep in touch. It's not forbidden to call, and I can connect to the internet."
"Go help them all at once, there can be another screenshot or something, and you don't know what's right anymore."
"It's the right thing to do to actively kill ghosts."
I assured the opinion-giving members that Akeichi seemed bored.
"The ghost follows the rules and goes to step on the can. That's all you can do to kill us. But we can't kill them unless we engage. Can kicking is what keeps kids from finding ghosts, but this drum can kick can also kill ghosts. Then we'll find the ghost we're looking for, and we'll kill the ghost first. This is the most effective way to stand."
"I think the enemy is anticipating that, too. I think we'll deal with it in a minute."
"But other than that... no, there would be no more effective way to move"
"Well, yeah, but hey."
To Junko's penetration, Akeichi objected, and Junko admitted it too.
The President's side, pickled in formalin, was also consulting on this for drum can kicking.
"Ondrei is back. Of course he's a ghost player in drum can kicks, right?
"Oh. In addition to that, they're replenishing the terminals and killers"
The incense nodded to confirm the confirmation of Sanro Shiragi.
"Let go of Battle Creature too. Of course, program it to attack only the child."
"If you do that, you'll lack fairness and we'll be seen with white eyes."
"Junko Yukioka and the Murder Doll will be joining us, right? The player can then browse the net and see the video of the rigged camera in real time. To make that kind of a match."
"Hmmm......"
"I got more camera clearance because of this. Make the most of it."
Whereas the child also had the advantage of being able to check on the game venue with the camera, Incense stumbled upon the condition of playing the game in a wide area so that it could not be covered by the camera. This is in the name of because the game is not too advantageous for the player - but if there are more places that cannot be covered by the camera, fraud is also easy to work with.
In the first place this game is played for the mentes of a formalin-pickled president. Live broadcasting only this time also has nuances of mutual fraud prevention.
(But isn't it too dangerous to commit fraud? The risk when you find out is...... No, but you can't defeat more)
"Let's also set up a sneak trap somewhere that doesn't show up in the footage and get it up and running at any time here. Only against the child, of course."
"I'll leave it to you."
It was a fragrance that, while feeling something dangerous, would throw a round at Shirakashi Sanro, who would make his nose rough.