When it was once remodeled at the Snow Oka Institute, protection was dying in jeopardy. And it seemed strange to see myself in pain, because I saw Junko laughing at me, and I was totally feeling resistance to Junko, and I didn't want to get involved anymore.
However, the Yukioka Institute may have a key to solving the mystery of Van School, so the guardian visits the Yukioka Institute with his vows without feeling comfortable.
Passed through the reception room, the oath is desperate to soften. Strongly driven by the desire to see hero figures lined up on the shelves nearby. I was alone when I came here before, so I could fully watch the monster dolls that were lined up in the lab, but now I have to put up with my guardian's eyes.
"Hmm, I think you guys are right. Hey, it's my mouse, just like you guys. The ability to imply or brainwash is right."
Junko, who asked about the situation, said with a thought face.
"If you know who it is, tell me."
"If you try it on me, even the mouse is in the same position as you guys, right? I have no reason to put my shoulders only on you guys, and that mouse has not been hostile to me, so I will be as neutral as I can be, and I will cooperate only in a neutral position. Because it's not fair. They're both the same from me, my precious experimental cooperation, Mouse."
Junko willingly refuses to take the oath. Disappointing two.
"- And I just wanted to say, I was wondering if Oita would pass. If you make too much noise, they'll scold me, too. I feel sorry for this, so if you guys are going to solve this, I'm going to give you a little help."
(Just a little... this looks like a thin expectation)
(Expecting or disappointing, this kind of mind-blowing way of talking, doesn't feel good)
To the rhetoric of Junko, the protection had abandoned expectations, and the vows had been slackened.
"And... there's a part of me that cares. One of the mice of the Van School students does have the power to interfere with people's spirits, but they didn't have that much power to rule one school round. I wonder if it has evolved in places I don't know about depositing... Maybe he helped someone else, maybe he got a way to amplify his powers. In any case, you should be careful."
"I appreciate that information and advice alone, but, uh... just a little cooperation, how exactly can you help me?
The oath asks, with the nuance that it will not be just that information and advice.
"Talk in order. First of all, there are five other mice in your school."
I'm surprised to hear about Junko. Oath and protection.
"Seven mice in all in the same school... is that such a coincidence?
The oath looks suspiciously at Junko.
"I didn't do it on purpose. Mice and mice might be attracted. All mice can be located with GPS embedded in the body. Oh, you can't try to remove it. Because when I try to take it, it explodes and I try to die."
I pull all my oaths and protections to Junko, who laughs and tells him something terrible.
"So, two of the mice at school are definitely your enemies, I think. Maybe those two control the school. One of the mice is calling in transfer students. There's a kid who wanted that kind of ability. I came here for a second retrofit, and I wanted the ability to sort bullies and bullies, and I also wanted the ability to bring those kids in. Ah... I think I spoke a little too much."
If only you could tell me the name of that person, you could bring it to a resolution at once - and I think oath and protection, and I learn toothache.
"And it's a good story for you guys from here on out. Two of the mice will definitely be on your side. I mean, actually, I've already been consulted by those kids, and I think I'd like you to make contact with them first."
This was a very useful story. It's comforting to see two more people willing to face a school that's gone crazy, and they're mice, just like themselves.
"Another mouse, maybe you should investigate. I'll leave the judgment to you, but come on. If it was an enemy, it wouldn't taste good, but maybe he was called in as a transfer student, blinded by the fact that he was a bully by chance and didn't even know he was a mouse. By the way, I don't know if one of the others will be your enemy or your ally."
Junko advises me on this while I say neutral. Listening to the story, the oath decided that I must be used to this kind of rubbing.
Protection and oaths were unaware of an important matter.
I didn't even question how I could tell Junko this story.
They didn't know. Even if other students try to report Van Schools to someone outside the school, they can't. They had never tried it before, and because they didn't know it, they never questioned it. We were not surprised that we were able to convey to Junko the inner details of Van School.
One room in the Van School building after school.
Many of the students went home, but there are eight students left in the room.
The two are men. Six are women. All female students are dressed half-naked or equally naked.
One of the female students was lying naked on her back on the floor with her elbow and knee tip missing. Emotions are faceless as if they were dead.
There is one other woman with no tip from one ankle on one leg and one with no tip from the elbow on the left. Other than that, as far as I can tell, the woman seems satisfied with the five bodies.
"You suck shit. You can't just lick it. You've taught me many times how to serve without the spirit of service - love and sincerity, haven't you?
A male student speaks out as if she had been frightened towards a woman whose head was buried in her groin. The woman stops moving and shivers in fear.
"Oh, you don't want to be, do you? You want to hear what I'm saying?
Ahead of the male student pointing fingers was the figure of a woman with amputation of limbs. She continued to defy until the end, and the consequences seemed disastrous. To show what happens to those who disobey, to hear what they say smoothly, they are still kept alive, even if they are made to look like this.
Women desperately resume their service. Forced to flinch out the sincerity that doesn't come naturally.
All of the girls are C. Together, the higher middle parts of the school, from the C, make those whom the two male students felt particularly fond of, thus exclusively sexual slavery, daily.
"I wonder if tomorrow's transfer students have two A's and three C. You're losing it to boulders."
Another male student, already sexually processed, reported peeking into the holographic display. His name is Kuro Tsunami, "Sakikuru". I'm a senior. Responsible for discriminating student ABCs and calling transfer students.
"So, the percentage of C is decreasing."
To the report of Kyuro, who went on to speak, a male student in the service wrinkles between the eyebrows and forehead, distorting his mouth. He is a boy with a single hair, a longer face, a wide forehead, thin eyes, a protruding mouth - and a appearance that somehow reminds him of a monkey.
"Did you kill C too much? Because C is something that must be in this school, and it can be said to be valuable. Shall I leave my neck free from the ritual of day? Maybe we should try not to let the dead out in class, too. No... does that eliminate the thrill of death? Hmm, that's troubling."
The name of the monkey-faced boy is Da 'an Musashi "Ooyasa". Classifying this Van School, stretching the boundaries that imply the students around the school building, tending to manipulate the teachers - that is, distoping the Van School, and is the real ruler of the school.
Musashi and Kyuro, plus another total of three who are not here, used the power of paranormal to transform Van School into their ideal world. And singing the days of paradise for them, drunk in pleasure as creators, immersed in their fullness as rulers.
"Besides, you should also do a little consciousness checking on A. No, more A students should be able to have a comfortable day."
Kyuro, a staff member, complains.
"Oh... that was unpleasant about yesterday. I can't believe there was a guy like that in" A. "
Musashi says in a sinking voice. The fact that there were students who protested and committed suicide by denying it and giving it to them, even though they said that they had created a wonderful world where bullies were freed from their position as bullies and vice versa, was a huge shock to Musashi and Kowloon, and it has been heavy on their minds.
"I have people with a lot of ideas. Some kids are bullied because they're too nice. I need you to know that."
Kyuro complains with a gentle voice.
"Right...... But how to satisfy a guy like that... I don't know"
Musashi looks like a pain in the ass.
"A is buddy. Brothers. Right?
"Yeah......"
Kyuro scolded him, and Musashi nodded. However much I thought about this issue, I felt like I couldn't do anything about it.
Besides, even if they say they're compatriots, they actually kill a few students as well. The rebels must pick their buds, whether they are analogy A or not.
(Like us, we all bullied the bullies, so let's be happy... I wonder how that won't happen. Not surprising to me)
Seriously questionable, Musashi with his neck lifted.
"I can't think of a good way. I'm gonna count on Kyuro again, but if you come up with any good ways, do me a favor."
"Aye."
Musashi asked me and my relying partner, Kyuro, grinned and nodded.