"Is that okay...? You missed me."
Leaf Mountain, bandaged around both arms, asks Sylvia, bandaged all over her body.
Silvia takes a glimpse of Upper Beauty and Angelina beside Ip Mountain. Sylvia exhaled heavily when she saw the two of them waiting for their own answers with anxious faces.
"You're going to kill me here now? You're an idiot. How much rationalism can I imitate?"
Sylvia threw up, having her arms broken to help the girl taken hostage and nuances about whether she could kill in front of the girl she helped.
"Even if I can't use both arms, I can fight."
"You're an idiot. Now in this situation, I don't feel like fighting and selling in front of some of the righteous heroes who bounced adversity."
That's what Sylvia laughed at. Be aware of Upper Beauty and Angelina beside you rather than in Ip Mountain.
"Jeep."
"Good for you, Mr. Ip Mountain"
"Good. Good. I'll take Mr. Ip Shan."
"You read the air."
Angelina and Ueme to appease. And to Junko, who tells him with a smile, he penetrates Silvia.
(You know... this guy killed a lot of his men, I wish he'd recognized him as a hateful maggot-man, but thanks to the strangely good scene he showed me, hatred and hostility shriveled a little. A little, though)
Even though they killed my men, they killed each other at work. Besides, I set it up from here, and I lost without power, so I'm wondering if I'd resent that as a Netineti. Sylvia's idea is to blame the consequences of fighting for her life. Of course, I'm not completely emotionally broken off, so I can't erase my grudges.
"I mean, come on, was your sister rational?
How many nights he gets stuck, and Sylvia looks disgusted.
"Reasonable, utilitarian, purposeful, long-winded type."
Hold your head, Sylvia says. Mostly what the O'Malley rapists were saying.
"I'm sorry I haven't been very helpful"
Junko said to Sylvia.
"That's not true. That was pretty helpful."
"At least I got help, and thank you - sooo much"
"Jap jaap!"
Silvia and Uemmi smile at Junko, but Angelina let out her anger as she posed as a threat.
"Besides, I think it's bad for us to stop wanting to use it and just use it. I owe you big time."
"Right. I'll have it back when I get a chance."
Junko returns the unfamiliar grin to Sylvia, who looks embarrassed.
When Sylvia turns her eyes to Chestnut Three, she drops her eyes on the swollen bag, which is in Chestnut Three's hands. It's obvious what's inside.
Sylvia approaches Kurizo. Follow me for several nights.
"Killing Mie Branch, you look like this. I felt like I could get along with this kid..."
Towards Kurizo's bag, the nights speak.
"It's a used cliché, but it's the fate of those who live in battle. We're all ready. I've been in Silver Storm Hall for decades, and I've been repeating this all my life. But... I'm not used to it, and I don't want to get used to it."
Sylvia speaking in a nihil tone.
"If you ask your daughter to say so, the dead will also be rewarded. As long as your daughter is, you can fight in peace. I'm not going to die."
"Naturally. I won't allow you to die easily."
On Chestnut Three's face, which he forcefully proclaims, Sylvia smiles with a gesture of beating.
"Sister, I need to talk to you for a second..."
"Kurizo, go home first"
Sylvia sighed and commanded him several nights as he said to Chestnut Three as he ran his gaze through a flicker.
And away from Junko and Uemata, Silvia and how many nights she travels to the corner of the ring.
"Hey sister...... I don't know if I can say this at a time like this... but... I don't know if I can? I... really mean your sister..."
In the nights she confesses to being naughty, Sylvia puts her hands on her hips and exhales small.
"If you're going to confess, break the balls more clearly."
To Sylvia, who said in disdain, the nights were long gone.
"Hey sister...... if I'm clear, don't you still have balls to smash? It's not like you're saying you can't do it anymore at that point."
After a little while, I protest for a few nights with nuances that refresh my feelings.
"Yeah...... bad, no. Sorry...... I don't hate you or anything."
"There's someone else I like..."
To Sylvia, who says with an ambiguous smile, point out for a few nights.
"I wonder if you like it...... Well, at one point, some guys were acting like they were one person at a time. I was always with him. My friends and I - apart from Silver Storm Hall - set up O'Myrape together, and even though it's a backstreet organization, by the time they say it's the highest in the world... It felt natural for him to always be next door. Even now... I feel like I'm here. I feel right on my side, even if I'm away. Aware of that, other women... no, other men... ah... no..."
I accidentally ran my mouth along the way, and I think I've got it, Sylvia, and I get all mixed up.
"I knew your sister wasn't a lesbian either."
Nights to point out with jito eyes.
"Chi, chi. Yikes. Ha, maybe not... Ugg..."
"Is that person alive?
"Oh, did it sound like he was dead? He's alive. Oh, my rape boss."
"Shh, that's notorious, you know, Bitch Empress who calls himself Queen of Bitches..."
"I've been calling myself Godness of Bitches lately."
Sylvia laughs bitterly as funny how many nights she looks blatantly disgusted.
"It's not as good as it used to be now. At the time, Silver Storm Hall's job was to tease me, and I was totally obsessed with Omi Rape, but now I'm a two-legged jerk between Silver Storm Hall and Omi Rape."
"Well... but listen to that, I had a lot of hope ~. Your sister still liked girls, or if you're away, then you'll have a chance"
"So different..."
"If you're not, isn't it weird to engage someone like that and turn me down?
With a slight laugh, ask Sylvia for a few nights.
"Ah... no... the..."
"Well, as long as your sister is alive, you know how refreshing it is."
"Too many stars to be angry with."
Silvia takes a sigh of uncertainty several times today.
"Hey... can't I be a part of the Silver Storm Hall too...? That way, I can be with your sister."
Fearful demanding nights.
"No, I don't mind at all, I'd rather welcome..."
To Sylvia, whom I acknowledge lightly, I almost rejoiced for a few nights, but I am concerned about the end of the dialogue.
"What about curse trading and gun making?
It didn't matter, so I was relieved for a few nights.
"With your sister, in business."
"You know..."
"Me, I've always secretly admired your sister, but this time we acted together and it feels like we can't contain her anymore ~. That's why I want to at least stay close to her ~. Hey...... no? I, I don't talk to people except customers, and I didn't have anyone to open my heart to... Sister, annoying if you're sweet?
"No... I don't hate that kind of thing. Just..."
A little shaded by Sylvia's expression.
"Let me get this straight. I'm a coward, too. I have that feeling that you want to fill the hole in my heart where Killer Mie Branch died. He missed me, so it felt like an alternative. I don't think so myself, and this... oh... shit, I shouldn't have said that."
Silvia distracts herself from a number of nights and puts her head on with a face that looks ill-decided.
"What do you think, Mitsubishi?
Multiple looked up at the void and inquired.
"Rather thankful for what was so thought of by the Lord"
"Whoa!?
Sylvia glanced with her stunned voice at the fact that the spirit of the slaughtered branches, summoned by several nights of surgery, had floated up in the immediate vicinity and called out.
"Thanks to how many nights of your art, this is how I was able to materialize to be visible in the eyes of our Lord. I'm sorry I can't form a Buddha because I'm too untrained in this world. If possible, you can continue to put me in the Silver Storm Hall in a haunted state until I can form a Buddha, thank God. '
"Let's work together. Hey, Killer Branch."
"Damn......"
Hold your hand against your face and Sylvia turns to the side. There was no way I could understand what the trick meant by the night and the slaughterhouse branches.
It was late at night that Uenomi and Angelina returned to the Ueno family.
The drowsiness struck me with relief, and when I woke up, I spoke to him, and Upper Mi fell asleep like mud, dressed in dirty clothes.
The next morning, after taking a bath, Uemai spoke of last night's revelations in front of her father, mother and great-grandmother at her breakfast table.
"I didn't know that guy had such a temper... I'm sorry he's not here to thank you. No, at least we'll cover the hospital expenses."
When I said Ip Mountain broke his arm for himself as a hostage, Ueno put his arm together and said, yeah, nodding.
"Is that it? Dad, what's going on... Did you even eat something bad?
"How could that happen! As for the parents who helped my daughter, it must be natural! What have you ever thought of me!?
To my surprised daughter, Ueno abhors her voice.
"Worst case scenario ever, Dad?
"Asaka..."
Ueno growls with his mouth open enough that his jaw is about to come off.
"Ueme, my dad said something nice once in a while, so be honest with me there."
"Oh well. Father Rippa."
Plum sat on me, and Uemami said in a bar reading.
"Good luck with Angelina's amulet."
"Thank you, Angelina."
"Jaaaaahhhh"
Angelina made a circle with her hand to put it over her head and gave a voice like a stomach to Ueko, who smiled and thanked her. It was Angelina's favorite gesture of late.