"Okkay pure sister. Thank you for waiting. It's over this way. Report completed to You-sister too ~"
At Yu's request, Midori, who was projecting multiple schizophrenics and letting them search every corner of the school building, calls out to Junko.
Yu had asked Midori to find a place for the mastermind. We knew that there was a mastermind in the limited space of the school, so with Midori's abilities, it was not that difficult to find a mastermind.
Without even showing signs of attending the cultural festival, Midori, who had formed an audiovisual room and discovered those who were checking what was happening in the school with hidden cameras and wiretaps, listened to the conversation and decided that they were behind the scenes and conveyed their whereabouts.
"Stay annoyed, then let's take a look around the Bullying Culture Festival -"
"Yea."
Though Junko urged and Midori smiled and nodded, Midori knows roughly what the offering is beforehand as the schizophrenic peeked around nearly half the room on campus.
"By the way, where Musashi and Kyuro are lurking, Devil, were you there?
"I was there. But I hid, and I told Yu-sister that I was hiding."
Midori knows once and for all that he is the type to hide and strike.
"I wonder what a bully museum is."
"Heh, I saw that in a schizophrenic, and it was awfully boring. More pantomime than museum tsu. Only when a guest arrives does it harden in the outfit where the bullying is taking place."
"I see. I don't hate pantomime, I'm just gonna take a look."
"Uh, I don't know what pure sister's hobby is."
As Junko entered the class of the bullying museum, Midori eventually followed suit.
"It should have been strictly locked..."
Musashi squeaks as he tries to quell the upset. Of course, Yu erased the key.
"Nice to meet you, masterminds. If I had soldiered the visitors earlier and let them attack us, it would have been dangerous."
"It's a big deal we spotted that far."
Listening to Yu's words, Kyuro was also boiling down to his desire to praise while regretting it.
"Well, if you can brainwash and soldier, why don't you just use your students?
And, Yuanta speaks the question.
"I guess I didn't want to make a lot of sacrifices because I want to keep the school this way because soldiering and attacking a large number of students can also bring back the students and kill them in large numbers"
"So you were going to use the visitors."
"I see..."
Listening to Yu's words, the oath and the former Tai convince.
"As for us, we want to avoid engaging with brainwashed people, so we just found a place to go and let us in. Ah."
That's when Yu said that, to those with Musashi and Kowloon, the protection advanced a few steps.
"Are you the masterminds who made Van Schools this way? I knew you were a student. All this time, I wanted to see you and talk to you. All right?
After alternating between the two masterminds and Yu, this leader, the guardian takes confirmation from both sides.
"If you feel any sign that you are calling for gestures in this room, we will cut you off as soon as possible"
Projected the display from the virtual phone, Yu said.
"Nice, holding a virtual phone or something...... I mean, there's something I'd like to ask you, and you can answer this question first, and then you can answer that question."
Musashi said as he looked over at the five with a disgusting look.
"Go ahead."
Protection prompts.
"Why are you poking at us? Four of the five are A's. Besides, what's with the" C "and" C "? How can you deny this school where you were being bullied and you can avenge the bullies?
Musashi speaks low to hatred.
"When I say A, it seems that me and Mr. Tsuko have never been bullied. Seems like an" A "judgment for having helped a bully."
In contrast, Yu corrects it in the usual relaxed tone.
"What about the two of you?
Musashi admires oath and protection.
"I used to be bullied too, and at first...... when I saw this school turn out like this, my drinks were down. It was creepy and soothing."
The oath opens its mouth.
"But only for the first time. Soon I felt sick. I'll do it back because I've been hit. That's fine, too. But what if it's just the person who bullied you? It's too much to change schools like this and gather together a lot of bullies and bullies to get revenge on bullies in the extension. Besides... that ritual before lunch or something, it's too bad a hobby. It's irrational to be treated like this just because even B students were watching bullies."
"I'm the same as under oath. But that's not all."
In anticipation of the timing of the end of the story of the oath, he also spoke of protection.
"A C student who was killed in a ritual before lunch break had a student named Sheng Gao who was bullying me. That guy, Sheng Gao... was like me. I was also reluctant to bully. I was afraid I would be bullied, and I followed the bullies. He always apologized to me spicy, and I... forgive him. Killed that grand altitude in front of me. Even before he died, he looked at me the whole time and apologized to me. So I watched the scene when he was decapitated, I didn't let him get away, I thought I shouldn't, and I swore I saw where he was going to get killed. He said he'd find them and make them pay for what they're doing. I swore I'd stop doing this."
As we were talking, it was in the eyes of the vow that the flames of anger were quietly shaking in the eyes of the protector.
Musashi and Kyuro listen to the protection, clouding their expressions. I don't do anything to put a smile on my face, I take it seriously.
"Now I want to hear it from you. And Sheng Gao, whom I have just spoken... were some of you evils to be killed? Can you laugh when you see where they kill you?
Both Musashi and Kyuro were silent in their enquiries of angry protection.
(oh...... the hot protection that explodes the rage of righteousness Rin and upright is cute too)
It was an oath with a lucid look and thinking of things out of place as much as I wanted.
"Until such a case... I didn't turn my consciousness. In my opinion, that's a pathetic victim... I don't think it's evil. Of course it's not funny."
Put aside a little time and then Musashi will tell you how honest he feels with his bitter face.
"I guess I should have kept it a B, not a C. I have a different idea than Musashi. I don't laugh, and I don't take it for granted that they killed me, but I'm afraid I'm going to be bullied and it's roughly the same as the B I'm watching."
Kyuro, on the other hand, speaks out cold. No, I'm just playing the coolest part, and the actual place is violently upset. The way he received it was mostly with Musashi, but he thought it would be better not to be tolerant and sympathetic because the person in front of him was the enemy.
"There's something I want to hear from you too. What's that dream? You did this to me?
Now the oath asks.
"The dream thing... we've heard rumors, too, but honestly we don't know"
And, Musashi. I have no idea, but I'll keep my mouth shut. I'm thinking it was Devil, but I didn't make sure of that either.
"Are you guys dreaming about that, too? I want you to tell me what kind of dream you have."
Kyuro asked, and the oath explained in detail what the dream was about.
While the oath explains it, Musashi's complexion goes crazy as he looks at it. He grew pale, rattled his teeth, became a nagging addition and subtraction and shook his clenched fist, much less a look of despair that seemed to cry out now.
We both didn't like to understand what this change in musashi meant.
"It's... it's me. It was me when I was being bullied..."
Stunning, Musashi nods with his head.
Everyone finds out they were being seen every night by a bunch of people, embarrassing them and wanting to die
(Who would do that...? No, I have one idea...)
Kyuro thought of Devil. The power to interfere with the spirit of others is much better than Musashi, and I can't think of anything other than Musashi or Devil who was on my side. But I don't even know why he's ever been on my side. I want to think not.
"How long have you been talking to me? - Huh! Idalo! Let's go, Colisea! Killing love!"
Wantaro shouts softly.
"You were the one wearing the Buddha mask back then."
An oath stared at Fantaro. That nasty voice can't be misheard.