Time goes back to before the party starts.
Yukie said this to Miho.
"You want to be like land, but you seriously believe you can be like that realistically? You're just paranoid, aren't you?
……
To Miho's straightforward point, Yukie loses her complexion and leans silently.
"You're just clinging to the phantom of land by believing yourself along with it because this world is all about games, because Lu said so. You know you are. You see reality, don't you?
"The reality is outside this world. I won't admit it."
Yukie goes through the deafness of listening to Miho, who keeps pointing it out in a cold voice.
"When it comes to looking at the world like land, do you know exactly what to do? I didn't just look him in the eye."
"I'm even training so I can be like land... Always... I've tried everything."
In a plundering voice, Yukie says, as if to sue someone.
"I'm not saying it's absolutely impossible. There's a real example of land. But to get ahold of it, there's some big trigger. Readiness, crisis situations."
Miho continues the conversation, chuckling at Yukie's reaction as he thought.
"Why don't you take one bet? Put your life at risk. I want you to help me with my event, ready for your life."
Mizuho then brought a story to Yukie about wanting her to act as a walking human bomb on the condition that if she stopped or hit it, she would explode and die.
"You don't just walk on the ring. I need to be able to fully grasp and see the space so that I can be like land... If you stop, explode, explode even if you hit the people you're fighting. That's the situation that makes me desperate. Maybe we can evolve. Paranormal powers may blossom. How about that? Why don't you try?
"Do it"
Yukie looked up at Miho's invisible face and responded instantly. Miho remembers such an illusion with nothing in his eyes, like being stared at.
"If you don't do that, you can't be like land. Thank you, Miho. Now I don't resent failing to analogize and going over the game. I'm sure this is our quest to move on to the next step."
Yukie says it out with determination.
"I can't go back by the time I land, but I won't forget land. Keep the land set in your mind and move on to the next stage. Because I keep walking."
Yukie's proclamation inflicted unpleasant pain on Miho's chest.
Miho and I intend to move on to the next stage. That's why I'm trying to create a nascent formalin-pickled president. But on the other hand, I'm reviving this organization because I'm dragging it, and I'm dragging it, so I'm giving Junko and the others a little scratch.
Miho thinks that he and Yukie should remain the same. Yukie also crushed her own eyes because she was dragging the happiest time. Same. Should be the same. Yet now I feel different. And it was a thorn, and it pierced Miho's heart.
Yukie thus comes to the bet and continues to wander on the ring, where the killing is taking place right on the side.
I just keep walking, intending to open my eyes with lost eyeballs and be able to recognize the world like land. I even walk, desperately remembering, wishing and thinking, trying to see and grasp the surrounding space.
Meanwhile, everyone lost sight of Yukie like that, and the announcement flowed through the venue. Those who were near Junko pay attention to Junko.
"You, were you planning to leave?
True asks Junko.
"It's my first ear. Doesn't it feel like you don't have to tell me whether or not you're in front of a lot of people because I say no even if you sign up normally?
Junko answers with a smile.
"Now, if you say no, there's no problem."
And, tired.
"If you do, Miho's face will be crushed."
As I say, Junko looks back and turns his gaze to Miho, who appeared in the venue.
Miho does not try to gaze at Junko, but passes beside him to the ring.
"You also have a favorite place to go. It feels like he stuck around. That's the way I don't like it."
True to say at a glance at Miho.
"Well. It's cheating, but, well... we have drawbacks, too, so I'm gonna hang out."
That said Junko heads to the ring. Mizuho, who is up first, sticks his hostile gaze at Junko, but this time Junko ignored his gaze better.
When Junko stands in the ring, the venue boils.
"Yukie, aren't you tired?
Junko up in the ring speaks up.
"It's okay...... I'll work hard"
Junko turns to smile small, Yukie still walks fluffy.
"Don't be nice to me in cold blood. I'm gonna throw up."
Miho stares at Junko and offends him.
"If you don't have to be nice, you don't have to be here, do you? I didn't want to fight originally. Come on. I put Miho's face up, and I went up here for you, didn't I?
"I'm grateful. If you don't respond, I'm just talking about using this kid to force him up, and I don't feel beneficial about that."
"I'm wicked. Well...... Miho's character can't do that. Whatever you say, Lily."
"I was wondering if you wouldn't send me out there to pick me up."
The two conversations were not heard until under the ring, but Lily, who read the conversation in lip reading surgery, groaned in a grumpy manner.
"Miho, can you beat Junko?
In that question of Akiko next to Lily, Lily floated a scornful mockery.
"That's really crap. I wonder if Miho wants to smash his balls and hit the length of his thoughts."
Or are you up to something, but no matter what you do, Lily sees no matter what you can't do about Junko in Miho.
Mika had lost her mind at some point.
When he regained consciousness, he was sleeping on the floor of the infirmary. There were multiple beds, but they were all used and full. The wounded who fought first are asleep.
An ice sac is placed on his face. My face hurts terribly. He had also injured his right leg and right wrist.
"Are you okay?"
I heard a voice, so I shifted the ice sac a little, and when I opened one eye, I had the face of a good moon peeking into me worried.
"Not at all ok......"
Mika answers with a bitter laugh, without the strength to scream.
"Are you also guilty of making me so blurry? I don't resent you at all, so don't worry about it."
"Aha, it's a battle, and this one got hit to the point of dying, so there's no such thing... but yeah, I care a lot about you"
A good moon makes me laugh.
"Didn't you clear up the grudge you lost in the tongue fight and sober up?
"That was soothing, but I mean, it was too much, remember the bad old days. Come on."
"Something unpleasant?
"Previously, when I saw a girl your age, I was willing to kill her, because I was killing her. Hey. Now the urge has disappeared, but I fought you, and I've overdone it... and sometimes I associate myself a little with that time, and my disgust boils down to it. A lot of complexity."
"If you don't have that urge right now, it doesn't matter. If not now and back in the day, try to break it off if it's different by reason. Reason is also necessary to contain emotions. Of course you can't break it all off, but it's still a lot easier."
"Yeah, I know"
Mika cares about herself, but I still think it's all about honesty, Mutsuki. But on the other hand, I also think of something else.
"I wonder if you are much more adult than I am. I'm out of society - but I've only lived about three or four years. Until then, I was locked in the house."
Mutsuki remembers what Mika told me before. I was angry that you said a lot to me greatly, but I'm reasonably accepting that they're all right.
"If you live that much in the back street, you can say you have enough social experience. I... sometimes wear two bunches of frizz, and I've seen a lot of it. So... not to be proud, but as an objective fact, I would be more adult than any other girl my age, and I might say something great with it. I'm sorry if I'm upset."
"Oh well..."
Listening to Mika, Mutsuki smiled and threw a wireworm out of her fingertips and stabbed Mika in the neck.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
The one who raised his voice was number two, who was keeping an eye on things a little further away. I think Mika was there.
"Ouch, what did you do?
"Because I took my life from you. Hey. I'll give it back."
Meanwhile, Mutsuki injects the energy of life into Mika's body through a wireworm.
"Are you okay with that?
"I've replenished the nutrients in the infusion for this, so I'm fine. Don't over-inject it just a little bit so the wound heals. You might get a little fat. Aha."
"Huh, I have trouble gaining weight!
To the words of the Good Moon, Mika screams as she wanders.
"Oh, that's nice. It's easier to distinguish between the original and the clones, and I'm going to inject it."
"Haha, whoa"
"Slightly, slightly!
Yuzuki responds with a smile to the request of No. 2, and Mika is a wolf. I imagined myself singing in a five-man center, full of just one fat person.
"Oh, and before I forget... there's something I need to tell you"
Mika dropped the tone of her voice again and said.
"What?"
"I liked you too."
When Mika smiled and told Mitsuka, and Mizuki smiled, she reached for Mika silently and naturally.
Mika also raised her hand and gently struck her fist against Mutsuki's fist.