Kishio and Yu visited the Snow Oka Institute.
From Kishifu's mouth, I asked Junko. He wants the spirit of Shore Husband to return completely to Light Next.
"Of course I can take over the memory, but I can't really predict how it will affect my personality either."
Junko said in front of his shore husband, who sat in headgear connected by countless cords in one of the laboratories. Right next to Shore Husband, Yu is standing.
"Shouldn't you stop?
Junko speaks out when she sees Yu and Kishi husband giving out an aura full of sadness.
"No, because it's a decision I've already made"
Kishifu says in a nagging addition and subtraction.
"Mmm, something Mr. Shore, I'm sorry to say, but I'm running at you with assumptions, like I'm drunk with myself, I feel that way"
To point out that Junko has no body or lid, Kishifu opens his mouth gently and looks up at Junko.
"I tend to feel that way too, but please respect Mr. Shore for his decision for me and my father"
Yu puts on both a follow up and a chase.
"Okay. Bye."
Junko switches on some of the suspicious equipment next door and opens and manipulates the display.
"Sorry... I'm scared, hands tied..."
Requested in a plundering voice, Yu holds Shore husband's hand.
Headgear starts. Kishifu remembers with certainty the feeling that he is extinguishing that his consciousness is diminishing, and fears violently.
(God...... please. Me... my heart now... properly...)
I know you expect a miracle. The prospect of restoring one's mind to the main body originally has no great basis. When Junko was running wild as he said, he did something sooner, even though it might be worse, and now Kishifu thinks, he strongly hoped that things would be carried according to his outlook.
Until then, Yu's gripping shore husband's hand had solidified into tension, losing power as if it were a lie. From Kishifu's meat doll, Kishifu's consciousness disappeared completely.
"It's all right, Yu."
Junko speaks kindly to a disappointing gentleman.
"Because I make sure that you can come back at any time again. It depends on how you feel, Mr. Shore."
"Well, that doesn't make any sense."
Yu was spilling a grin of relief as he wondered what his shore husband's grieving determination was.
Yu, who left the Snow Oka Institute, felt resistant to going straight home and headed to Ajito, the murder club. I was getting a call message from Ryujiro.
Four familiar people, with the exception of Shore Husband, stood idly by. The fact that the murder club is over has already been notified by Junko to all murder club members. The concealment of the activities of the homicide club by the police can also function. So now all activities are also suspended.
Nonetheless, Yuda's group frequently gathered in Asia for days of chatter they didn't even want to do.
But I suppose I have something to do with being called out of my way in a message. I couldn't tell you what it was.
"Actually, you haven't contacted me. He wants all the members of our group."
"To whom, sir?
Yu surprises Ryujiro with his words.
"I'm Junko. You know, someone will come and explain about future activities."
"I'm talking about Junko explaining, but don't worry about it in the future."
Ryujiro and Akiichi say.
"Is it just us?" What about the other homicide club people?
"I don't know a bit about that either, do I? Looks like we're the only ones who have special treatment."
To Yu's question, Ryujiro shrugs his shoulder.
Then a while later, a visitor came to Azit.
He was a man of about the age of a grand and middle-aged man, in his backpack.
"My name is Zhu Tang Chun Road and I belong to the Ministry of Defense"
To the identity of the man, the five are not less surprised.
"There will be a circular from Miss Yukioka one of these days, but the existence of a murder club will soon disappear. Because the country will no longer defend itself."
That's what everyone in the murder club has already heard from Junko, so I'm not surprised there.
"My purpose is to solicit those who once belonged to the Murder Club to assign to shady defense agencies who are brilliant and who know enough to choose who to kill."
When asked why Zhu Tang was visiting, the five were surprised not least again.
"Maybe it was decided from the beginning? Is that why you said the murder club was allowed?
To Ryujiro's inquiry, Zhu Tang smiled.
"Yes, under that arrangement with Miss Yukioka, the murder club was protected"
"I don't need a loving laugh with that feeling of impossibility. Disgusting. You just have to be normal. You're not always a very loving person, are you?
After sharp pointers, Zhu Tang's smile catches on.
"Then I'll keep it normal. It was my concern not to scare you because you're just a child."
Zhu Tang who will be faceless. Sure, the usual Zhu Tang is a badly loving man.
"It's better that way. I'd rather have a person whose love laugh defaults than be trustworthy."
Sharp ichi said clearly with a straight face.
"Why?"
table grinding asking sharply. Ryujiro has a bad feeling.
'Cause I've known this guy a long time.'
Sharply as he points with his thumb with his arms together, Ryujiro thinks after all, and smiles bitterly.
"I see."
"Don't be convinced -"
Ryujiro smiles and pokes at the convincing table mill.
"I'll get back to it, but you know why I can't say no, right?
Zhu Tang confirms.
"Yeah. All our homicide records are on tape, and hey. If you don't say so, you're a murderer. I see, are you going to be a slave who dedicates his life to his country?"
Zhu Tang was impressed with Ryujiro, who laughed and spoke in a bad way. He said the boulders entered the murder club and others, among them Junko Yukioka.
"I don't think you'll be treated badly from day to day, but you'll be ordered on dangerous assignments. You can't say no to that either. Mr. Yukioka may have just intended to play, but instead of the power of the state to use its power to hang out with him, he had the supernatural power to fight, to create a shadow defense agency made up of good soldiers who could neither kill nor resist orders."
Exposed to the truth hidden in the murder club, the five face to face.
That's why the murder club was approved.
"Honestly, it sounds really interesting."
"Oh. The activity ahead of the murder club was suggested, but not worse than I thought."
Ryujiro and Kiriko make their expressions shine. Sharp also had a smile on his face.
"You're not angry or moaning that you've been deceived."
Seeing the same reactions, Zhu Tang says wonderfully.
"At a time when the fantasy of being a murder club is happening, it's amazing, and I guess that's the price it's paid. I'm convincing and acceptable. He's not in this group, though he might be there."
And, sharp one.
"Did Mr. Zhu Tang come here just to reward you for that? Ah?
Yu asks. I also mixed the questions around it with why we visited our own place, not all of the murder clubs. I'm sure you'd tell me, and I was guessing what the reason was, but I dare you to want me to tell you clearly from his mouth.
"Miss Yukioka told me that the most promising group was you, and I came to make sure with my own eyes. I don't plan on going in front of all the members of the murder club. I've already decided on the first job to order, and I'm in charge of it, because you're the ones I'll leave to. The whole homicide club will be informed soon, but it's urgent, so let's start first."
By and large, Yu's expected answer came back from Zhu Tang's mouth.
"It's an increasingly delightful story. Hard work is going to turn to us first, and we're not going to have to get bored."
"Yeah, yeah, once you know the stimulus. I can't go back to my ordinary life."
"How much do I get paid? Can I just eat without having to work anything else?
"Boulder East University students. Be the first to plan. Besides, I didn't expect Neat to take it into consideration... don't do it"
"No, it's not the usual dislike, it feels like I'm really impressed, but it comes with a cock..."
Zhu Tang took a small sigh of sigh at the children and young men in front of him, who spoke with pleasure. From Zhu Tang, a rooted socialist, races like them are the most incompatible. I couldn't help but be depressed to have to look after them from now on.
"So I was wondering if this was Kelli for once about the murder club."
"You're annoying. You have all the good people in there."
Reported by Junko on the phone, White Fox String Spiral smiles satisfactorily as he looks at the list of former murder club members, narrowed by sorting.
"When the murder club was publicly exposed, I thought it was a little cumbersome. Junko's the one who chose people as enemies, right? Yeah, I guess he put it in his calculations too, but is that just a game? Or does it have a purpose?
'Course I have my aim. The defense agency you're going to build is made up of members of the Murder Club, just so you know. I mean, it's gonna be a demonstration against another country, you know, to foil it, I cared for you, right?
"Haha, caregivers -"
To be honest, I also felt like it was an extra thing, but the string screws were caught thinking that it might have looked that way and put the fabric stones I didn't know about.
"Looks like I might ask you to help me in the future. Looks like Private Oil Fields is moving more than I thought."
The sorting of Junko's mouse elite unit from the murder club and the setting up of a new paranormal national defense agency is also part of the effort to counter the Japanese power - a private oilfielder, which leaps to kill the power of the back streets.
"It looks like the light retreat from 'Luciferin Dust' weakened it, and it caught fire over there as well. I support the Mafia that is targeting Japan as a market."
"Uh, the overseas mafia in Medicine Buddha City rumbled flashly, or..."
Recently the drug Buddha City has always increased to find out why it stinks of kina, Junko is convinced.
"Well, if there's anything I'm interested in, I'll cooperate. Bye. '
The phone is hung up unilaterally.
"Are you interested now? Too bad."
The string screw smiles and squeals, taking the bag of snack confectionery that was placed on the desk.
There is also a hand that forces you to cooperate. But...
(I just managed to get a good number of soldiers from Junko Yukioka mouse, which can be seen as quite an accomplishment, and you shouldn't be too greedy, should you?)
String Spiral tells himself that he was very fortunate to have the help of a pure child capable of mass producing powerful people in a short period of time, and that he should be satisfied with it alone.
You're a dangerous opponent to greed and ask for more. I'm not sure I can control it, and I'm the owner of a nature that I don't know what I'm going to do. He brought the story from the other side this time, so to some degree I could safely get to the conversation, but String Spiral believes that we should stop actively continuing to trade in the future in the form of a request from here.
"So I don't like the way this idea looks like a ruler anymore, like an administrator... ahhh..."
Neither the position nor the position you are in now is what String Spiral wanted. I can't help it. From what I hear, many of the Dark Powers around the world are in a similar situation to themselves.
"There are so many people in the world who want power that they can get their hands out of their throats. There's no way I can give this seat to someone who wants power for me."
Alone, string screws circled an empty bag of snack confectionery and threw it into the trash. Despite the considerable distance, the round bag went inside the trash.
Yu, who returned home, was surprised and solidified when he visited his father's room.
Optical next came up from the futon, and the futon was also used to clean the room.
"It's all right now. Sorry it took so long."
Optical order to stop cleaning hands and bow your head toward Yu.
"Shore husband - the other me entrusted everything to me. The memories I had with Yu, the strong determination... and the strength of Kishifu himself"
Light Next makes me smile. The grin seemed to overlap Yu's grin.
"The identity of the shore husband I behave in my delusions was the one person I would have pushed into the depths of my heart, thinking I'd lost it. It was the very heart that fought and moved forward. I couldn't face that feeling in real life, so I fled to paranoia and let out my shore husband so many times there. But I'm not running anymore."
Declare clearly with a voice full of power, as distinct from the light order before.
Yu - if he didn't laugh, he didn't cry, he just stared at my father. What I've always wanted was actually happening, and I was incredibly flabbergasted.
"Besides, the shore husband hasn't disappeared."
smile in the light, light order on the head
"You don't have to turn it off in the first place, but you can't disappear before then. That's in me, because it's definitely the other me. You won't disappear until I'm dead. Kishifu was Kishifu, and he was on his own."
"The place is unsolicited... Mr. Shore and his father... we're together."
In a plundered voice, Yu hugged his father and cried.