Furthermore, the next day, Junko took only tiredness from the laboratory, and visited the resting place of darkness with a total of six others: Mika Tsukinawa and No. 7, Sandcastle Laimeng and Kahiko An. Yi has work to do and Midori feels comfortable taking the day off.
The purpose of mental care in the resting area, apart from tiredness, is the position of No. 7 and Kehiko, with Mika and Laimei as their escorts.
"There's going to be a second single for Tuknamikers soon! Listen to me!
Mika advertises confidently as she walks to the Sabbath.
"Honestly, I don't like Mika's song. Feels like a push for energy, brightness and goodwill. It's hard and it's hot."
Mika's expression is strong in her dreams.
"Terrible... I can't believe I said it to my face... not really..."
Number seven that makes me look like I'm going to cry.
"I don't mind! People like each other! But for your information, let's hear how you don't like it!
Mika asks about her dream as she gets her mind back together.
"I don't accept all the energy and momentum, all the positive aspects, all the human hymns. Even though people have dark sides and weak sides. But this is a matter of my taste. So you don't have to think deeply. You know, some people like that, so they're selling it."
After stating my thoughts, I also have a dream to follow. Kehiko listens to the words of her dreams, which are not distracted by the first person she meets.
"Right! But now all I want to sing is those songs! If that makes anyone who listens feel happy, it would be great as far as I'm concerned!
"Me and Mika's happiness seems a lot different."
The dream comes with a slightly unpleasant face.
"So what makes you happy!?
"When I figured out something I didn't know before and I saw something I hadn't seen before. And then when I'm playing with Brother Kehiko."
In response to Mika's answer to her question, she was sent to attract her name, and Kehiko turned to her in embarrassment.
"I think sinking humans will be extremely divided, with some invigorated by listening to Mika's songs and others depressed and increasingly"
Tired makes a personal observation.
"When human hymns go too far, it's counterproductive. When people sing about the wonders of the world they weave, the wonders of people, the wonders of raw, they are not among them. I'm very conscious of the feeling that I can't be added, and I'm getting more and more emotional."
"I see! Helpful! Next time, take that area into account and write some lyrics!
To a tired frank opinion, it was Mika who returned the answer after taking it sincerely, not the answer without difficulty.
Prior to the arrival of Junko and his entourage, he attended the Dark Sabbath of Peperoncino Higashimurayama, Makoto Takae, Keijiro Yazawa and his entourage, Katsumi Hachihara, Huako Cypress and his entourage, and Yuma Aokai, who showed his face before Junko and his entourage for the first time today.
Currently in the Sabbath were Pepe, the Cypress Plains sisters and four Yuma, but when Junko brings in a new person from now on, he has been contacted in advance.
"There's suddenly more people here. And there will be more."
Huako said with a face that seemed less than happy, so Yuma became anxious. I was wondering if some of the new people were even disgusting.
Or simply, because of Huako's personality, he reckons that people may not be able to keep up with the increased changes. That kind of place is also in Yuma.
"Huako doesn't like the way more people are now?
My sister's true vegetable asks.
"It's just people who look like they're having fun, and I think it's a good inspiration. Lots of young kids."
"Oh, if that's what your sister says...... I'll decide that too"
Yuma feels nothing about the forceful fit of Huako. The usual. Huako follows whatever his sister says, and if his sister speaks out against him, he twists his own opinion without thinking about it.
Seeing as True Vegetables doesn't say anything about it, Yuma really wonders if she's giving up, or if True Vegetables herself forced Huako to do so.
Aome Yuma has just turned twenty, but is an ancient stock of the Dark Sabbath and has been here since Pepe built this facility. I have also seen a number of humans switching and visiting here and leaving. Some of the symptoms improved and left naturally, but as far as Yuma observed, the majority of the reasons why they stopped coming appeared to be compatibility issues between users.
Yuma knew that, so she hated that it was going to be a spark of collision as much as more people. There have been people who don't like it for Yuma either, but I didn't want to leave here, so I was patient. I've been calm lately, so I sincerely hope you don't want the extra waves to stand.
(At the very least, I hope you don't come only to people I don't like)
I can't help but hope so, even though I think it's on my own. Because I am passing here in search of a peaceful time.
(You're really on your own, aren't you? You want to interact with others, but you push all your preferences against others, suck. Who wants to get along with a guy like that?
Sounds in Yuma's head, a voice that sounds just Yuma. A voice that mocks itself frequently.
Yuma was paranoid. I often suffer from hallucinations that scoff and curse at me. I can't stand it when I sound like I'm cursing myself over someone else's talk. To a laugh, it all sounds like a mockery to me.
(Something that doesn't necessarily mean the new arrival is incompatible with you. If anyone incompatible comes, you just have to be patient as ever...... I try to contain myself properly)
That's right, I told myself. Just then, the door to the room opened and there were all six rookies in the living room.
"Hello ~"
"Hello"
"Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you."
"Shut up about shouting in greetings in the room or something. depressing."
Six greet each other in unison. No, some people said something different than saying hello.
Among the six people who showed up, Yuma almost dizzied because she often had a face to watch on TV. Who Yuma hates from day to day - Mika Tsukinawa.
Yuma is very jealous, also of a humble character, and I can't help but envy and hate people who were obviously superior people and eyes. After recognizing myself as the bottom line, I hate all the humans who lead a privileged life.
Mika Tsukinawa and others were true subjects. Being a resident of the back street, he also acted as a musician on the front street, and during this time, when the back street was slapped around, he was treated as if he were a representative of the back street or a savior, becoming a man of time.
I can't help but be annoyed by the inequality and irrationality of the world when I'm the same person, but how come I'm so different?
"It's my first meeting, and I'm gonna think a little loud in the room or something."
"Ugghh, this is me!
"I'll do that again. I'm just surprised you suddenly scream out loud about the first person you see, huh?
"Grungy...... but if you take it from me, it won't be me!
"Dream on, say a few words..."
Mika Natsuka is arguing with a beautiful boy who seems to be still in elementary school.
There was another beautiful boy about the same age, but this one has blonde emerald eyes and is racially white no matter how he sees it. Seeing an incredibly flashy combination of two beautiful boys and three beautiful girls, Yuma's flames of jealousy sparkle with just that.
(These people have a happy life anyway, don't they? Why did you come here? You're in the wrong place. Or are you laughing at us?
Yuma thinks all good and happy people should die. They just happened to be lucky. We just happened to be unlucky. But it just so happens and it all splits up, this ridiculous world. How many times the hell did you think it would break?
(And I'm sure they must be alive looking down on a lot of other people who are unluckier than themselves)
Someone noticed that Yuma was causing him to be negative. I'm tired, Junko, and I'm dreaming. But I don't know why, and I'm new to Yuma, so I don't particularly try to touch her.
"Then I'll introduce myself again."
Pepe urges.
"It's Kehiko Ansheng. I'm in the process of going to Junko Yukioka's right now and correcting my personality with a dream band. Best regards,"
"Dream of Sandcastle. Brother Kehiko's escort"
"It's Mika Tsukinawa. Nice to meet you. I'm here with number seven. Number seven, as you can see, is my clone."
No one is particularly surprised that Mika is crushing the clone business of the President pickled in formalin and saving the clones sold around because it is a famous story on the back street and on the surface.
"It's Mika Moona VII. Call me number seven. I've been raped every day and I'm totally PTA. Nice to meet you."
But for this introduction to No. 7, they all ate. No, the indoors froze.
"Number seven! Boca the way you say it! And PTSD!
Mika screams again unexpectedly.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I suck LSD on PTAs that get fucked every day."
"Still enough boggling! And PTSD! Plus, it's getting weird!
"Oh, I'm sorry... PTAs are getting weirder and weirder..."
"I'll offend you, but no! And get away from the PTA! It's P.T.S.D.!
"I've been sexually assaulted and become a PTSD."
"Much better, and PTSD got it right, but I don't need that sexual assault part in the first place! Don, you're just gonna get pulled, so shut up there!
"Ha ha ha... sorry ha ha..."
Apologize with tears number seven.
"I'm sorry to disturb you. This kid is emotionally unstable or manic-depressive, but he's well-coordinated, so I think he can do it, even if he's in a circle of people."
Mika deeply bows her head and apologizes, while dropping the tone of her voice and following No. 7.
Yuma looks at Mika like that with an unexpected look. Even though Mika Tsukinawa, who does not use one of her salutations on television or on the person in front of her, said that she was an image of someone who was extremely arrogant, went to earth with only her pride and never bowed her head to a person or anything else, Mika Tsukinawa, who is now in front of her, looks like an honest and humble person.
"Well, let me introduce myself."
True vegetables that recovered from stiffness and regained their mind as soon as possible prompted the hardened air not to melt.