That was when Akichi had just joined the murder club.
Ryujiro had already joined the murder club and killed several people, but Sharp One had doubts about whether he could kill people on himself.
But Ryujiro took me to participate in a formalin-pickled presidential feast to spot the target, and the inside of Sharp One's chest was stained with fierce anger and killing intentions.
"Hey? How could you do that?
Sharp Ichi asked as he stepped on his head where he tailed one of the guests of the feast, pushed him to his home, attacked him many times with a transparent crush and made him weak and unable to move.
"Answer the question. If you don't answer, I'll kill you right away. Are you having fun doing that?
The sharp first question referred to the feast until earlier.
Guests also participate in events. A blindfolded guest approaches and swings down with a stick at a child with only his head out of the floor. I've seen it a lot in gag scenes in old comics, just human watermelon cracking.
The guests laugh and send a voice saying it was just to the right a little longer ago. The restrained parents are also watching on the side, screaming. If it's out three times, the kid's a helpful rule, so the parents are trying to direct him somewhere else.
But in the end, the blindfolded guest gets to the front of the child. The voices of the parents are filled with desperation, and the guests have a funny laugh. Easy to hear.
The parents are forced to open their eyelids with appliances, so they can see firmly the sight of my child's head being cracked in front of him and his neck not moving while bleeding, as well as peeling his white eyes and exposing him to a tragic death.
See how it goes and applaud it. My parents' cries of despair were reflected up on a large display, and the guests laughed when they saw it.
"Ha, fun..."
Trembling in fear, the middle-aged man replied with a nagging laugh.
"What's so fun about killing people? Kill your child in front of his or her parents' eyes and explain how that's fun, as easily as possible, and in detail. Let me hear it."
Ordered in a frozen voice, the man wrestles his head desperately, with his teeth around.
"It feels so good to rip people's... lives apart. It's fun to see you scared. It's fun to see you cry desperately. Plus... I feel satisfied. There is also a feeling of superiority that people are in a position to even risk their lives. I'm sure the customers over there... they're all the same. I'm not the only one. Best pleasure ever. We are the privileged class it is allowed to be."
While we were talking, the man was spilling a grin of joy. Re-conscious again as I explained, I got excited.
"I am the chosen one. You can be born, and then you're a successful man. Those who possess power have the right to step on those who have no power. If you're complaining, you're just gonna have to get the power, right? hahaha......"
The laughter interrupted along the way. Several transparent crushes today poured down on the man.
Then he smashed it over and over again, and eventually the man was crushed bones all over his body, bleeding internally everywhere, causing a gut rupture and spitting out massive amounts of blood, dying with pain.
It was the first murder for Sharp Ichi, but there was no fear or hesitation whatsoever. If you don't feel refreshed, you don't feel particularly deeply conscious. I just did the right thing. Sharply had the power to do so, and the authority to be a member of a murder club.
"How can evil be born? How come you're okay with hurting others, taking them away, for your own desire?
Sharp Ichi asks as she coolly looks down at the dirty chunks of meat rolling on the floor and plushes the blood stuck to her glasses with her fingers.
"I'm evil, too. And I can't help it because this world is made so that I can outrun, take, and hurt others for myself."
"I know. But... I can't forgive you. These people."
"Because of this, I made a wonderful trip to the murder club, and let's take advantage of it - If you clean as much as you can, more people won't have to cry."
Ryujiro can smile a little.
"Oh, right. I think I've gained more power and authority than this."
From day to day, he is the sharp one with such a desire to be on the side of justice and destroy evil. We finally got the power to make it happen.
(I'm really going to make you a righteous ally. Little by little, I'll make sure I clean the garbage)
Sharp's determination was hard, and pure. It's pure, so it'll sound later. And because I haven't forgotten, I get hit more than once.
Sanji, Ryujiro and Akiichi went to the monster location that Kaolin Liu was investigating.
The time is evening. A field in a residential neighborhood. The outlook is good. There were several reports of seeing monsters on the way to primary school nearby. He also said that there are missing persons out there.
The three of them had been sneaking up from a slightly further away position on how the two sorcerers, who just thought they were Kaolin Stream, were investigating.
"One of those two looks familiar. He's a sorcerer from Kaolin Stream. I saw it at an exchange before."
Good governance says.
"You could get killed again, but just the two of us investigate? Is this to protect the Ments, too?
……
Shinji stopped trying to say something to Sharply, who threw up in disdainful voices.
From the family lineage that belongs to the Star Coal Stream genre, there can be no contempt and no end to it if the foolishness of the Kaolin Stream's emphasis on decency cannot be attached to a smile. Even if it isn't, many of the witchcraft schools have high pride.
"It is also possible that they are being turned back by monsters, but as the country's greats fear, if you are an assassin abroad targeting a state-serving magician, the monster itself is likely to be a trap in the first place"
I've never heard of Yoshiji before, such as being sent from overseas to a killer aimed at a magician in the first place, but I wasn't surprised.
Because the other day, in a battle over the inheritance of star coal, I learned the truth about the spiritual defense sharpening taking place in secret around the world. I guess that's why the star charcoal, distanced from the country after knowing the truth, has also been intertwined in this job, Good Governance sees.
"I vote for the way you look at Sunset Hill, too -. The monster was also prepared by the assassin and is thought to be pinched with an assassin and a monster."
"Do you think the other one will come out while you're engaged with one of them"
"While the monster is distracted, you can think of an assassin as an unintentional strike."
"The pair over there seem to be moving quite vigilantly. It's possible that we've noticed."
When Sanji was silently listening to the conversation between Ryuji and Akiichi...
(feels heterogeneous)
Good governance felt it first.
"Pay attention. Looks like he's here."
Good governance prompts him to be vigilant, Sharp Ichi's expression tightens, and Ryujiro spills an invincible grin.
"Which one? Do you want to do it with a monster? Or..."
I don't know.
On sharp first inquiry, Sunji waves for the first time as he watches the two sorcerers near the field. From what I've seen, the two of them near the field seem to be noticing, obviously alert.
"Oh, I felt like killing myself, too."
Ryujiro looks up over the house near the field.
Several fire lines poured down across the field from the top of the house that Ryujiro looked up to.
The two sorcerers engage in the attack.
On the roof of the house, a young man stands. He's in his early twenties, a man who seems to be everywhere.
When the young man's lips move and hands crossed, countless arrows of light appear and are released.
Good governance confirms that the two sorcerers are casting a spell. Evade all arrows of light while casting a spell and complete the procedure.
"It looks like you sent some elite to the boulders after they killed a lot of people inside you."
He also responded to an enemy ambush and saw a pair of witches who were skillfully dodging him, Sharp One said.
"I'm a magician, that's"
I looked up at the young man on the roof and good governance groaned.
"Is witchcraft different from witchcraft?
Ryujiro makes his eyes shine. Although Ryujiro had long been interested in something called witchcraft, he had only maniacal knowledge and knew little about real witchcraft.
"It's different. Even the same witchcraft varies considerably from genre to genre, but witchcraft is even different. But you wouldn't know much about it other than the magician."
Talking, the magician on the roof was completing the next operation.
The tiles on the roof are peeled off one after the other, and the crushing of the tiles pours down with two sorcerers in mind.
One did the trick and built a wall of invisibility to prevent it, but the other tried to faint it visually, failing. He takes several direct hits of some of the tiles flying in at high speeds and falls on his back. He bled quite a bit from his head, and his body is cramped.
"One was murdered -?
"He's not dead yet, but that looks bad."
To Ryujiro, who smiles and makes a swallowing voice, Sunji said as he learned to be frustrated.
"Just checking the truth, and this one can accomplish the mission, so you don't need to help."
Good governance is even more frustrated with Ryujiro, who smiles and says he's smiling.
Next to its good governance, Sharp Ichi waved his arm.
I thought I was attacking and the sorcerer suddenly fell to the ground. Good governance sees Kenichi. To see the last minute move, decide it was his fault.
"It locked on. I can't run anymore, and I won't let you. Finish it off."
He glanced at the magician who was falling on the roof, and Akeichi quietly declared with his hands on his glasses.