"What a cultural festival or. Are you crazy?"
A skinny middle-aged man with round glasses whines with a shuddered voice as he walks inside Van School.
"What is this? At this bully coffee shop. What kind of coffee shop?"
Even as I wear my ass, I go into a class of signs that say bully coffee shop.
"Ah? Welcome..."
A student as a clerk, greeted with a very unfathomable face and voice.
"Love Walloo. Culture festival, a little conscious customer service."
"Sorry. That's the concept..."
A student changes his attitude and apologizes to a middle-aged man who stares at him with a grumpy face.
"I don't have a concept."
But it's like a bump, and the middle-aged man is laughing small.
"I don't even like the menu."
A peek at the menu reveals an array of rudimentary menus, such as "Water Sprinkling Juice in the Toilet," "Gut Grilled Noodles," and "Upper Wear Painting Sandwich," which also spill a grin.
"Well, you've seen it on TV."
Professor Marutaro Maruizawa of Criminal Psychology.
"Oh, that rambling awesome guy..."
A student in the classroom sees a middle-aged man - Marutaro Maruizawa and whispers hiccups. But the whisper reaches Maruizawa's ear properly.
"Let's. Let's do something."
"Why are you here? I don't know why."
"Wow, I saw it over here"
"Osaka Valve"
"It's creepy...... it's creepy"
"Hey, you guys, what a mess you hear from a guest."
Relax, Maruizawa roughs up his voice.
"Sorry, that's the concept"
"I'm sorry."
"Because it's bully coffee. I'm sorry."
"Oh... you know what?"
Maruizawa understood the students' apologies.
"Nothing goes to the bullies. Yeah?
"To earn bullying points for surveys...... I was wondering if this would be better"
"Bullying point hey...... I don't know what to point at."
Maruizawa has been a series of bitter laughs since earlier.
"Oh, and Wye grew up in Kobe, Kobe Valve or. It's going to be subtle with Osaka's Kansai valve. Don't go with the Osaka valve. And I was born in Kyoto, and the Kyoto valves are occasionally mixed."
It was Maruizawa, who seriously corrected it, but the students could not have known the difference.
The first time Ondrei and Ryujiro entered was in a classroom where a sign called the Bullying Investigation Theatre was given.
"Ah, finally a customer"
"All right, let's get you in the mood."
Two relaxed in the classroom look at Ryujiro and Ondrei and say each.
One looks like a detective in a lot of suits. The other is a killer with a velcro and a scar on his face.
Ryujiro sits in the guest seat, but Ondrei watches as he stands.
"Then I'll start the play. Oops!"
A detective kicks the killer in the face.
"Spit it out. Now throw up. You must have bullied Geisha into committing suicide. Ugh!
Detectives sprinkle blackboard white powder from the killer's head.
"Buho! Oh, no! Guha!"
"Lie! Are you still scratched like this?
A detective who punches the head of a fiercely coughing murderer with a pipe chair.
"We're leaving."
"Yes......"
Ondrei urged, and Ryujiro also took a seat.
"Wait a minute! Don't leave so soon!
A student in the role of a whitened killer stops at a desperate phase.
"Oh? At this stage, it's getting painful to see it."
Ondrey tells him off in favor of awesomeness, but the student in the blackened killer role doesn't try to pull it off, even though it flickers. The insistence that he is stretching his body and acting seems to give him courage and courage, even though he is frightened by the strong side of Ondrei.
"It's gonna be funny from here. Shh! So just take a look! Then judge me!
"Okay, okay,"
Broken by the student's feverish appeal, Ondrey exhales heavily.
Ryujiro returns to his seat and Ondrei is still standing arm in arm. Ryujiro feels so intimidated just standing there.
"Pfft, if you still don't throw up, I can't help it. I'll feed you what you keep."
Detective student laughs and puts out several used condoms from inside the box.
"We're leaving."
"Don't pull on boulders."
"Wait a minute. Wait a minute! This isn't real! It's just milk in there!
Now the detective goes into a stop, but now Ondrei and Ryuji left the classroom without thinking about it.
"It's really gonna be interesting from here. Eh!
"Uh, at least just bully points to Anke - eh!
There was a sorrowful scream echoing from among the teachers.
The five of them were appropriately going around other classes.
"Surprisingly, the guests are looking around."
Tatsuko sees and describes the visitors.
"But the product is too crappy, and there seems to be a lot of people who are frightened at that point"
Doesn't matter.
"I wonder about the bullying performance to sue for bullying extermination and whether you're interpreting and breaking it off on your own. But it doesn't work for hard-headed people."
At least my own parents won't react a lot, I think the oath.
"Careless cook is my most hated race."
The other four looked at Yu in surprise, as Yu, who always knew, emitted a dark voice that seeped through his anger obviously. The expression also shows such stiffness as I have never shown before.
I only know Tsuko. Why, in contrast, Yu has a fierce aversion.
"The enemy won't attack us, but how long have we been hanging out like this?"
Yuan Tai bites again, being superbly frustrated with nothing trying to be specific.
"Come on, how long will it be?"
Yu replies like a blur. That's a conscious response to a wiretap being planted there.
There's nothing I can do right now. Just be wary of raids at best. But by the time I got here, I wasn't doing anything.
(All you have to do is wait for the report, right? I won't come inside, but I wonder if it's a hassle. If possible, before the enemy moves...)
Where Yu thought so much, there came what he had been waiting for.
On the day the bullying cultural festival took place, Musashi, Kyuro and Fantaro had the audiovisual room as their root castle.
"You were spotting the soldiering of the visitors. I didn't know Junko Yukioka was over there..."
"You said neutral, but you sound like you're close. I guess it's neutral that made our extra modification too, can you believe it..."
Kyuro and Musashi learned in conversation that Junko was close to the enemy faction. Even if he declares himself to be neutral, the anxiety remains.
As Yu read, Musashi and the others had picked up the conversation with a wiretap they planted, but they couldn't even turn their heads until they deliberately had a wiretap-aware conversation. Junko is more concerned about the other side than that.
"Dr. Machiko... like I want to see you... Me... Oh my God... Dr. Machiko..."
As usual, there's something wrong with Fantaro, but both Musashi and Kyuro ignore him and leave him alone. He insisted on something Devil would manage, but even though it's an important day, Devil doesn't show up.
"What's the brainwashing junction?
Kyuro asks Musashi for progress. We are currently building new boundaries in school. It is a junction that has the effect of brainwashing and pawning those who come from outside for the school festival.
This is much more complicated and troublesome than the connections that imply various rules for the students. Because it is not a suggestive action, but a complete brainwashing.
The same thing that Devil touched the teachers' heads and brainwashed, set them up in the school itself, driving certain visitors crazy. Therefore, it is not possible to forge a bond from the day before, because it is not possible to forge a bond for that long, and it has been held since the beginning of the cultural festival.
"Right now, maybe 70%. I don't know where Devil is either, but he seems to be helping me out for once. No, the other way around. This time, Devil built the backbone of the bond, and I helped..."
An anomaly occurred and Musashi interrupted the conversation.
"Some surveillance cameras are down."
"True. I also lost sight of those guys. The bugs are malfunctioning, too."
Nervous Musashi and Kyuro.
"Is that a foretaste of those guys moving out in earnest? No, you mean it's already working?
Shortly after Musashi said so, the door opened.
Enter the audiovisual room in the order of Tsuko, Yuanta, Protector, Vow, and Yu.
"Why are you here..."
"How did you know..."
Pokan opens his mouth, Musashi and Kyuro looking at the five.
"Yes, checkmate ~"
Let Musashi and the others point at each other with a slight laugh.
"Trade secrets... it's not. Because I don't work for a company. It's a state secret."
Yu joked and made me smile.