Sisters of Makoto Cypress and Huako, who went straight home, had less conversation, thanks to the murder of Keijiro Yagawa by his wife Seung-mi and the puzzling story the police had spoken.
(It's hard to believe, isn't it? But... there are actually two murders going on. in the same dark resting place)
A true vegetable sitting in front of the table holds his hand in his mouth and conceives.
"When a red cat or something shows up, you mean you want to kill people. If one of us shows up, one of us is in danger."
As I understand it, I dare say it to you, Shinako. To see how my sister receives it.
"Wow, I... if I were to kill your sister, I would kill myself..."
"I'm not stupid enough for you to kill me."
True vegetables that sit on the floor in gym and say to Huako with a crying face, grumpy.
"But... when you're asleep or something, what if you're possessed with a red cat or something?
Huako looks up at his sister and asks, roughly.
"Tie each other to sleep?
True vegetables suggest.
"That's the only way..."
"I joked about it. Idiot, if you do that, who's going to untie you?"
"Ah..."
Huako listens to the dialogue of true vegetables and does his hand to his mouth.
"But Mr. Yazo and Mr. Kie lived together. We both live together. Are we next?
"Stop, sister..."
True vegetables to say without showing any gesture of fear, but Huako was heartfelt frightened.
"You can often be so scared. Honestly, I still don't know what's real."
Looking at his frightened sister, True Vegetables says in a sigh of sigh.
"Huako, I was assuming something earlier about when Huako killed me, but what would you do if I killed you?
"I don't... I don't think so"
For some reason, Huako answered the question of true vegetables with certainty.
"Huh? I don't know why"
True vegetables become irritated by my sister's reaction. Why can you say yes here? True vegetables decide that they don't know what the basis for being able to affirm is, but it would make them even more frustrating anyway.
"I don't like it to me... because it's not about getting killed, it's about killing... Ouch!
In the middle of the word, a true vegetable grabs Huako's hair rampantly and pulls it, trying to keep him standing.
"Is that what you're gonna do to me? Would you stop flattering me like that? It's nice to get snagged at me, but if you get snagged, get snagged, will you figure out how to do it? It seriously comes to my mind."
"I'm sorry, sister. But I, being an idiot, don't know why your sister's mad, and I don't know what you're talking about..."
"It's a simple story. It's the same with me killing Huako and Huako killing me. It must never happen, so it's the same. Don't you know what this means?
To my sister's words, Huako is annoyed.
"Yet you say something stupid that doesn't matter if you're going to get killed. If it's a life that can be so crude, you should have just killed yourself. I haven't thought about you at all after I killed you, and Huako is always who he is, wherever he goes."
"I'm sorry..."
I get slapped as flat-handed as I want and the words of apology are interrupted.
"So, it's outrageous on the spot and I just apologize. It hasn't changed at all since I was a kid. And I don't even know what it means to apologize. So I don't even grow up. One of these days I went crazy, like I am now. Hey? Do you understand what I'm talking about right now? Is that right in your head? Are you giving me a second thought? Do you have a second to think about it?
"I'm sorry. Dear......"
Flat hands flew again, this time sounding higher than just now.
"You didn't tell me to apologize, did you? Am I asking a question? Nobody said you'd apologize."
"I... because I'm an idiot... I think it's bad... I struggled with your sister... she just pissed me off..."
"That's why I didn't ask..."
Give up, the real vegetables let go of the hair they're grabbing. Huako nods on the spot and cries when she hits him.
"I want to cry over here. You live with people who don't make sense of their conversation, and you're always so frustrated, right?
Though poisoned, True Vegetables strokes Huako's head good and good.
I feel good when I'm shaking my sister, but as soon as I'm done shaking her, I feel guilty. Strange disobedience (Ambivalents). But now the pattern between true vegetables, true vegetables and Chinese seeds is much more balanced. Nothing will ever change, and there is no need to change it.
Qingmei Yuma is like living in just one corner of the back street, even though she is a resident of the back street. Business opponents are mostly backstreet people, but they are not soaked in backstreet plenty.
For once, information is checked gradually, such as incidents that occur in the back streets and shifts in force schematics, but there is also little point in checking them too enthusiastically in Yuma's commerce. Sometimes we cross dangerous bridges, but it's not the kind of business that actively builds certain enemies.
Currently, Yuma lives alone in an apartment with sound protection.
The sound is her great enemy. Yuma can't allow her unexpected noise to get into her life. I definitely don't want to hear people's voices in particular.
Yuma once worked an assault on a loud neighbor and was about to be arrested. At the time Yuma was known to be a backstreet resident, the injury charge was dropped and the feared opponent moved on his own.
I didn't think Yuma was lucky or anything about the incident, but on the contrary, I was shocked. Because I was wondering if the other person's heart would have had a lifetime of scratches or if he would continue to resent himself all the time. Though we might as well have been distracted by each other staying sued.
Yuma realizes from time to time that that neighbor must still continue to resent and curse. Every time I become conscious, I suffer.
To avoid the same tragedy again, Yuma chose a home well soundproofed.
But if you're on the table, you can't escape the sound and voice raids.
Yuma gets uncomfortable with even the sound of people talking differently in the street. Whenever I hear a laugh or something, I kill myself. Because you don't sound like you're mocking yourself, as if you're cursing yourself.
I don't mind conversations or laughs in the lobby. Because I know it's safe. Because it's a place and people that I can forgive. But more and more people have grown lately, and I remember my breathlessness. Besides, it has been an occult serial murder with no meaning.
(Even though it's the most important place for me, that's about to break...... Why is God so mean...)
This world is designed to cause all the extra trouble. But some of them are set up to have a happy life. Like the envy of a number of the underprivileged. May the few blessed look down and rejoice. Yuma has cursed over and over again in her heart that God and I made such a rotten world are outrageously ill-bottomed guys.
What pisses me off most is that a person named myself is unusually nervous, jealous, and even paranoid. I was born that way. It had nothing to do with my will, and it was when I realized it. That's what Yuma takes.
Yuma thinks anyone who speaks of the theory of self-responsibility must live a life of suffering similar to his own in the next life. There is certainly something in this world called suffering that you can't do or have if you realize it. Yuma has it right now.
(But... I've been trying so hard to face myself like that and do something about it. Yet, even more extraneously, God is interfering. At least leave that dark resting place alone in a peaceful place. Don't bring anything weird.)
Weird stuff - from this word I complained about in my head, Yuma associated a certain thing.
Mika Tsukina- that's who I hated Yuma. From Yuma, who recognizes herself as living at the bottom, she can't help but be glorious and jealous. But when we actually approach each other up close in the same room, the disgust we once had is fading.
She's just nearby, she's very energetic, and she's a cheerful daughter. Afterwards, every word and deed feels certain honesty. Before that, even if you only care about your clone and sew between busy times and break it into escorts, you deserve a full review in Yuma.
Yuma thought that all the successful people in the world and so on were just people of their own accord, and that all they thought was stepping stone or something except themselves, but Mika had betrayed that image head-on.
(Just unilaterally create a bad human portrait, jealously secluded... I don't like the poverty in my heart. Let's change. No, let's change)
Yuma decides on her mind to take this as an opportunity to revisit it it at all. I may have been born to a cursed destiny, but I want to resist that cursed destiny at all.
(Next time I come, I'll... I'll try to talk to you... If I talk to you about something, it's annoying...... But... weird, but I'm feeling like talking to you... All right, let's call him)
While realizing that the cowardly jealousy had turned into a pure interest, Yuma decided to take a new step.
(That's a small revolution. The most shoddy revolution in the world. crap)
As usual, I can hear myself mocking. But Yuma ignored the voice. I could ignore it. And Yuma was content to be able to ignore it.
Kurumi American madness and evil went through an informer who looked like hairy on a chimp he hired for a cheap price and found out what was happening in the dark resting place.
There have been two murders, and the police are in and out. Kurumi decides that it is an obvious anomaly.
(The fact that two people died in the first place must have started the experiment. Why didn't you report it?
Abominably, Kurumi teeth.
(That woman... she just used herself unilaterally. It's like you didn't listen to me. If you don't fly high......)
As early as possible, Kurumi went in to prepare to escape.