The determination of theme 5 ended with the result that Van Dam 109, Shizuku was 888. Even though he admitted to losing with his own mouth, he had more than 10% of the votes for Van Dam because those who admitted his strength and decided that Van Dam deserved it were, quite a bit, but late.
(My win... Me, you sure you won?
Suddenly a tremor arose, and Yoshiku suspected that he was dreaming even now.
"Congratulations"
With a refreshing smile, Vandam rides herself out and asks for a handshake.
"What's up? You have a face that doesn't belong here. You're the one who won. I can't complain about that either. It's a complete victory."
"Oh, really... I won. Yet... I have a feeling..."
Yoshiku reaches out slowly and shakes hands firmly.
(The revolution has two ways. Until you admit you can't beat someone with a machine gun, there's one way to keep them sweeping. But this is a cheap means. The other is the remodeling of the state from a spiritual point of view. You can do this on your side without killing your enemies. The best victory is not the annihilation of the enemy. Let our enemies sing our praises - or)
While shaking hands with the opponent you've been fighting, Geppels' remaining quote passes behind your forehead. Precisely this is the spirit of Penn being stronger than a sword, which impressed me as a student.
"Let me have a precious experience...... I have. I learned a lot from you. And... sorry to say so many disrespectful words"
"That word is what I wanted to say now, but it seems to have been said first. You're a guy called each other."
In the long run of apologizing, Van Damme tells her to smile.
"Mr. Van Damme, you were right. The dialogue that was spoken at the press conference at that time - telling the truth as it is is is the right attitude of the press. That's how it should be. But I didn't do such a normal thing, so things went wrong. We definitely need to revisit that, and we should try to stay engaged in our original role."
By the way, this conversation is still picked up by Mike, but Yoshiku wasn't very aware of it and said what he wanted to tell you now.
"Mr. Theodore knows that, and he'll do his best."
"I'm going to be a loser, too, and I'm going to let you work with me in a slight way. In such a way as to aid and defend parts that Theodore can't cover. Of course, in a way I think you, Kate, Theodore and the public will be convinced. It's a secret now."
"Oh, really? I hope so."
Van Damme was, to be honest, a little anxious about what he was going to do.
An aerial altar was lowered and at about the same time Van Damme descended from the altar into the ring, a woman appeared in the ring. It's Kate.
"Hey... aren't you mad at me already?
Van Dam speaking ill-defined. Mike hasn't picked up his voice already.
"I'm not sorry. Was it hard, Deshaw?
"It's no big deal - don't lie to me when I say it. And even if you lie like that, you'll get away with it."
In a tired face, Van Damme opens his hands. Kate slowly turned toward Van Damme, and the two held each other tight in front of the audience.
"I love you. So Koso wrong. Koto is wrong as il, stop. No matter how much toshite stood up to my tame and fought, if it was a mistake and al, I would be the enemy and stop demonstrating. Nothing else. It's for you."
"I know. You are still a goddess...... I could forgive my heart for being you."
"Always the same dialogue baccari...... can't you speak any more whimsical words?
"You know best not to be such a clever man, don't you?
"Get out of my mouth with someone else's bad mouth... Mattak..."
The Van Dams talk to each other as they hug each other.
"Hmm, one thing settled. That's how it ends."
Looking down at the hugging Van Dam couple, Junko says with his usual uncontrolled smile.
(No, I'm not. That's not the end of it......)
Dog breeder who whines not in his mouth.
(This story doesn't end so beautifully. Doesn't make it a happy ending. I won't let you)
Aware of the Van Dam couple, the dog owner was in a dark mood.
(Huh... Something's wrong with you, dog breeder... Rarely grumpy. When?)
Midori noticed the dark attention of the dog owner. Dog breeders are also nearby, so I was guessing that my feelings would be flowing, but I don't mind.
There appeared a wavy red-haired woman who looked familiar to Junko.
"Yes, Junko."
"Oh, Sister. I don't think it's been that long."
Sister stuck with Junko, smiling happily and holding each other.
"Disgraceful in public..."
Putting the pure child cuddling with Sister in sight, Lily utters an evil voice and stares.
"Shall I run away with one and give me one of the flying kicks to the two people I cuddle with?
White Kintaro offering with an invincible grin, but Lily silenced him.
"Aha, that was a fun spectacle inside"
"Sure. I wasn't expecting anything, but it was a delightful event inside."
Happy moon and lily were very happy with this event.
"It wasn't just arguments, I wondered if we could even fight, but it turned out to be a hobby that didn't bore me."
"I'm sorry about Akiko, but hey. I'm surprised you lost that fatigue."
"Neither do I. And even though I lost, I felt once again that the person Van Damme was quite a masterpiece. And his faults have emerged a lot."
"I liked the guy Takada."
"Oh... I'm such a hot, bitter, far-fetched type - what about Platinum Taro?
While I was talking to Mutsuki, I noticed that I was no longer seeing Taro Platinum, and Lily had a bad feeling.
"Kill the Judgment Dropkick. Eh!
"Hey..."
"What are you..."
"Ha ha! Punishment for sin!
When Fufu Lily saw that Junko and Sister were there, she saw Taro Platinum eating the kick as declared.
"Sa... Shall we go home, Happy Moon"
"Lily, come on... Platinum Taro needs to stop with a proper mouth, huh? If you don't say anything, you'll interpret it for your convenience. And then I have to tell you everything from one to ten."
Moon cautioned as he took his seat, chasing his sleazy and lifting lily back.
"Are you tired okay?
Akiko, who came to the infirmary, looks at her tiredness as she is put to sleep on the sleeping table and speaks to True and Charles.
"It's just a concussion. It's no big deal. Terrence, who fought this guy, is more seriously wounded. I was transported in an ambulance."
True reports.
"Charles seems to be staying in Japan for a while, and I've learned a lot about fighting this guy, so I hope Akiko learns if he wants to."
"Yeah, I'm gonna teach you a lot."
"Ugh, yeah......"
True prompts and Charles calls out casually, but Akiko nods hesitantly.
"Something doesn't seem to bother me." Did I do something you didn't like?
Charles laughs bitterly and asks Akiko directly.
"I can't say it well, but it feels like a lower heart round, but it pulls a little"
Charles nods to Akiko's answer.
"You may not have said it well, but aren't you saying it too straightforward?
"Oh well... sorry"
Truly told, and seeing Charles depressed, Akiko apologized. Akiko revisits the preconceived notion that he may not be such a nasty man because he hurts so much to this extent.
"If the truth didn't say anything, I might have expected it on my own and wouldn't have hurt..."
"If you were expecting it on your own, you can't. And don't blame me."
"I knew I was..."
Listening to Charles' dialogue, Akiko re-set the preconceived notion of Charles, as it were, as an assessment.
Theodore came as Shizuku took a breath in the modest room.
"Good day, and... well... good luck to you. I can't find a good word... but you can't rely on me to fight on my behalf... the..."
"It was also a fight for me. It's not just for you."
Yoshiku told Theodore that he would clog his words on the way to thanksgiving.
"Every time they called me by my name, I kept going."
"I'm sorry I called you, too."
That's how we laugh at each other.
"That's all I can do. It's Mr. Theodore's fight from here on out."
"I know. I will not waste the foundations you have laid for me as a heir."
With a smile on their faces, they shake hands.
"Before I leave Japan...... I'm going to see you again"
"Oh."
Yoshiku nodded in surprise to Theodore, who for some reason told him with a deep grin.
"Just because you're a professional, it's a dangerous suspension of thought to believe unconditionally. And of course, the professionals on that path insist on saying," Because I'm a pro. "
Junko speaks in front of True, Tired, and Midori in the living room of the Snow Oka Institute.
"It's an old man, but my esteemed doctor said," If you're a good doctor, you know how helpless the doctor is. "
"But I'm talking about who to believe if you can't even believe the professionals on that path. The most believable would be the pros, wouldn't it?
While the truth reads Lanobe, it speaks of doubts.
"I'm talking about not stopping thinking blindly in the dark clouds. Even professionals can be wrong, so it's dangerous to entrust them all. You can't even think of a professional as a professional. For example, when you want to cure tooth decay, which do you want to take: a century-old dentist, a modern dentist and a century-old dentist?
"That's a hundred years from now."
Understand what Junko is trying to say and truly answer instantly.
"Right? But isn't that because a hundred years from now, dentists are doing old-fashioned treatments? I mean, modern dentists can also say they're wrong."
"A hundred years from now, my sister is an old Mad Scientist."
Midori, whose hands turned to the back of his head and sat deeply on the couch, said with a slight laugh.
"So you can say that any professional is always looking for it."
Tired of being caught up in Junko says.
"That sort of thing. And over the years we discover and improve, and we make progress. Okay, here's the real deal. Were there any advances in the press professionals? I didn't look very different a hundred years ago or even now, do I? If you're bad, you look like you're regressing."
From the tiredness and misery of living for over a hundred years, I agreed with Junko's words.
"I think Yoshiku, Theodore, and Mr. Van Damme pulled the trigger to stop and keep the press moving forward. I can't really call it a profession that I can be proud of, and the press that people hated, while it's not too far away, could be a profession that I'm not ashamed to put out anywhere."
"From Mad Scientist, will the day come when the letters of Mad come off? I'm more interested in you than the press."
Conscious mainly of one pure child, the truth squealed with a puffiness.