Day of the presidential nascent party pickled in formalin.
It looks like a normal party, except that the rings with rope and corner posts are centered in a bowl-shaped guest seat or surrounded by bulletproof glass.
The party attendees are many executives, constituents and members of the former Formalin-pickled President. The members who were attending the brutal and outrageous feast are under arrest, so I guess the members here are those who have nothing to do with them.
Neither former executives nor members wear masks as before. Members were masked by people of high social standing who were users of atrocity shows. One way or another, I am a customer who used gambling, so there is nothing to say about being told the face.
From the Snow Oka Institute, Junko, True, and Tired attended, and Mika accompanied Bodyguard Substitute No. 2.
At Miho's request, there will be a player registration for the show.
Only True, Mika and No. 2 will be registered as players, and went to receive explanations and procedures. Now there are two people left: Tired and Junko.
"How could I not?" Is it convenient in terms of number of people?
"True because you will lose again anyway... And because I'm definitely going to kill him..."
"Er..."
Tired is stunned by Junko, who answers so hard to say. And I also find the two words contradictory.
"Aha, Junko and Tired don't have a spectacle battle?
There comes the Good Moon and speaks up.
"I'm shy, so you think I'm gonna fight in public? Hey..."
"Which mouth says"
Tired goes into Junko, who answers.
"Speaking of which, Mutsuki, it feels a lot different. I thought so when I came here last time. It looks like a lot of things are gone."
When I saw the good moon, my tiredness smiled.
"Aha, that's what tiredness is, I'm looking at it a lot. But I was wondering if you'd be a little happy to say that."
Mizuki laughs in the light.
"You shouldn't drag a dark heart or anything forever. I've been a drag for five hundred years, but it's been very hard for me now."
"Is it the same thing I was dragging on as I was dragging on?
In the wake of tired words, the Good Moon thinks.
"It's hard to explain the hatred, the intention to kill, in my mouth. You'll never know that unless you actually taste it. I can't stop you, I can't contain you."
I am a serial killer, but I still think Mutsuki will not be criticized by anyone who has never tasted that feeling.
"If Rouletto's eyes got into me, they'd all be there. Any beautiful guy who was born to me and raised in the exact same environment as me would have thought, felt and hated the same way I did."
"Hmm... I wonder if Mutsuki thinks that fate is inevitable and cannot be changed. I don't think I am, but hey. There are choices and stomps in life, and there are phases where you can do whatever you want. Of course, a lot of people can't even give it away, but come on."
In the words that Junko uttered, Mutsuki flashed his face. I hate the idea of a good moon.
And True, Mika and No. 2, who came back after the proceedings there, dive in nearby, and stand ear to ear. Junko and Tired had noticed, but only Mutsuki had noticed.
"Besides, even if fate were decided, I still think it's humanity to resist it - I used to say the same thing to you, Tired."
"Do you want me to die and make amends for not escaping my destiny?
Shoulder shrugged, masochistically laughing harmonious moon.
"I don't think your sins are on such a level as to make amends for death. I killed you too much. I'm killing a few more digits than you, and I don't feel guilty, and I think it's the nature of the organism that I can't defend myself and it's worse to be killed, but you and Tired, unlike me, are straining guilt, so it's troublesome."
I listened to Junko laughing and talking, and Mutsuki felt ridiculous about what she was holding.
(Seems like Junko is Junko. I also clearly told you the truth I don't want to hear, this is how you make it easier on me)
Look at Junko, Mutsuki thinks so.
"You and I are alike. Full of hatred for the world, he was bumping it. But you've been lifted from the curse. Honestly… I envy you"
Tired says toward the Rapprochement Moon.
"Aha, I haven't been lifted from the curse. Because you live with your sins, without even trying to be judged."
"I'm the same, but besides guilt, I still have something that's dull. I was recently... thirty years ago, but after fighting Junko, I was relieved of my hatred. But it didn't disappear completely. There's still another me in me... I lurk full of desire for destruction and disaster."
"I mean... maybe some of my dark desires haven't disappeared either? I thought it was gone."
I don't think I have a desire for murder anymore. It's a good moon, but if it stays, I'm a little scared. Think I want to erase it.
"Only in my case. I have a strong nature to enjoy destruction and chaos, and they seem to be separate from hatred. Of course, there were parts of it that were consigned to hate."
"Oh well..."
Seeing as tiring as he was carrying something heavier than himself, Mutsuki was at ease somewhere in his heart. When you are similar to yourself and you think you are better, the majority of people are relieved by comparison or immersed in superiority. Though a victim-conscious twister would envy those less fortunate than himself on the contrary.
"Oh, it's Lily. I'm just gonna go."
I noticed the lily staring at me from a little further away and headed towards the one with the lily pure son.
"Would you please feel free not to drop by?
A lily that speaks with no expression.
"Um, before we settle, I was wondering if there was anything you wanted to talk about. Come on."
"Thank you for your concern. Don't you have one for Junko?
"Of course I do. Yes, but I'll ask you first."
"It's true that there are too many things and it's hard to say."
Off the gaze of Junko, Lily makes a worrying look.
"Well, what if we settle here?
"I'm sorry. It's not something I show you in public. Besides, I've already made up my mind about your last place."
The look on Lily's face, which was troubling, changed with that dialogue. He looks at Junko and smiles calmly.
"Hmm... are you sure? Lily, do you really want to fight me?
"Yeah. I'm not lost. Let's pull the curtain."
Seeing Lily's face, Junko decides that she doesn't seem lost.
"I thought you were screwed, I don't know if you are"
"There's no part of me that's abandoned, there's nothing there. Because it's like the values I believed in until then have collapsed. Now I'm saddened by the weakness of people's hearts."
After I say that, I doubt Lily.
"Junko, you don't show that part. I don't show my weakness as a person. I used to imagine that as strength and illusion, but now I think it's clearly different. You're simply missing some of the emotions that humans have."
"Have you noticed by now -? And it's not like it's not entirely there, it's just dull."
"I've noticed that a long time ago. But when I met you, I didn't know."
That being said, not that there is no specific emotion at all, but the fact that it is dull, Lily was also the first ear.
"Miho won't mind."
A hand-held, shabby hong strolls through the venue with a little wine. Some of the residents on the back street knew each other, so we were talking until earlier.
I'm almost done with my work, including online advertising and site creation. Of course, there will be site management and promotional activities after this, but there is nothing to do right now.
"Become...!?
Huh, the appearance of a tired and harmonious moon entered his sight, and Macho raised his voice unexpectedly.
Precisely, my gaze nailed to the exhaustion I was in.
"Mmmm..."
I am tired and pay attention to the macro, and my gaze fits.
"What's going on? Tie-jun."
Junko, returning from Lily's place, speaks out wondering.
"From him over there... I feel the same wavelength beat as me. Seems like someone who wants to keep something like me."
Hold on to your own breasts as you stare at the macro, Tired replied.
"Hey, what's up...... HONG"
Mizushima, on the other hand, was speaking out to a man who hit his hot gaze tirelessly.
"That's definitely Shizuno Tired, the great sorcerer. I don't even look like a girl, but it's a boy."
"To that kid, I feel sympathetic. Attracted..."
"You woke up to Shota, not just Lori?
"It's not. That kid... feels like he's compatriots with me"
"I don't feel anything in common. Ah, Nagagoro and Katsuko..."
In front of Mizushima and Hiroshi's eyes, the two rats approach Junko.
"Junko... there's Junko..."
"Oh, don't be there."
Nagagoro tongues at Katsuko, who gives a happy voice referring to Junko.
"Junko..."
"Ah, Nagagoro, Katsuko..."
Junko also noticed the presence of the two.
"Junko."
"Oh, come on."
Nagagoro called out for a halt, but Katsuko ran all over the small run, jumping at Junko.
"Fugi, fugi, junko... idiot... suck... hate it... missed you. Phew. I missed you so much."
"Sorry..."
Katsuko nods her face at Junko's chest and complains in tears. I stroke Katsuko's head like that, Junko apologizing.
"Junko, why did you dump me? Because I don't like dick? 'Cause I'm out of my mind...' cause I'm stupid...? Then... modify me again... head... heal me. Don't hate me... Me, hating and liking got messy...... crazy...... I like this all the time, but it was so hard to get dumped, abandoned, and so hard. I hated you more and more, I liked you... I missed you"
"Eh... I was crazy too, so what?"
Junko returns a very clear and simple answer to Katsuko, who complains painfully. When he heard it, Nagagoro was mute, and Katsuko...
"Okay -. If you're crazy, you can't help it, can you? It's been tough for me too."
I'm convinced.
"I have a lot to say, and I'm annoyed. I don't care... but why did you throw it away to Katsuko! Besides, I left it like this... This guy couldn't live properly on his own, he lived like a vagrant!
Nagagoro roughs up his voice and the surrounding guests pay attention.
"That's a terrible story indeed. But there was something wrong with Yukioka too."
The truth that was listening beside me speaks out.
"I know. I asked, but I really wanted to tell you."
Nagagoro with a bitter look.
"Sorry... Katsuko. I'll never be cold again."
Junko apologized again, hugging Katsuko's body all the time.
"Phew, phew, phew ~"
Katsuko raises an odd voice and cries out as she nods her face to the effect that she is Junko.
Immediately after that, most of the lights in the venue go out and dim. It doesn't mean it's completely dark.
'Now let's start a special event! See how many one-on-one dream matches by backstreet celebrities you'll never see anywhere else, and more!
The announcement flowed with a woman's voice and the venue boiled with cheer and applause.