Play with Mad Scientists!

The allusional effects that dominated the students of the Van School, as well as the brainwashing of the teachers, dissolved the class structure of the nightmare.

Because many students are annoyed with PTSD and have fallen into its care, but cannot tell the story, effective recovery is unlikely.

Some A and B students were actively enjoying abuse of C. Many of them did not attend or transferred to school. There were a number of similar students in C.

The C students were never bullied again. A and B, of course. That can also be taken for granted. After all that experience, how can I bully you again?

At least in the current year, in Van Schools, bullying and so on would never happen. It's ironic, but the fact that the school turned into such a hell made it certain that there would never be bullying was born here. Build a school that never generates bullying - the students and teachers at Van Schools know that such dreamy stories have a way to ensure the realization of such an ideal. I know.

I also remember when the teachers were brainwashed. But no student, no teacher, no clerk, no board chairman, no one to divulge the facts that happened at school.

Putting out many missing persons, even to students, teachers, clerks, and even within those bodies, but without the media talking about it, without even police intervention. But no one doubts that. Don't try to touch it.

At a stage where the implicit effects planted in the school were working, outsiders such as the police and the media had visited many times, but the fact that they had been driven back by the implicit effects and that there had been a declaration to the police upper management that the murder club would be in charge of resolving them, at least the police had decided not to intervene in the matter. But only a very small number of people know such circumstances.

It left many human wounds, but with time the wounds heal slightly. And the recurring routine forces me to heal the wound pain just a little bit. Makes me forget in moderation.

The day after the rule of the school by Musashi and Kyuro was lifted, the school was temporarily suspended.

Further the next day, each of the students attended school in complex footsteps, but many did not come.

Even if you don't want to go, even if you're seriously ill, if your parents are killed and hung, you're forced to go to school by implied effects - not by such a hell of a school, but by normal school attendance.

There are no more occasions where the ritual of day can show you that your body is missing or killed. You don't have to threaten to get down on yourself.

Call it class, and no abuse is ever done to a crazy teacher. You don't have to help with abuse. I can't even show it to you.

Even if you understand with your head, there is resistance to the hell they did, and to foot again. I become conscious. It is not surprising that many people are unable to attend school.

"Later and looking back, I got a lot of poking this time ah"

Lunch break, Yu with a face to face, mouths reflection with a face that does not float.

"Even Yu isn't the perfect superman, and I can't help it."

I comfort Yuko as she strokes Yu's head.

"But as a result of that poka, I was dying, too, and everyone was in danger? If I'd stayed stronger, Dr. Machiko wouldn't have to die."

"I don't think we should drag it. Hey. I don't really know what kind of teacher Dr. Machiko is, but if Yu was sorry, wouldn't you be sad?

"That's right. They're going to encourage you to do the best you can, though you can. I'll always face my students, because I was a really good teacher."

Yu wishes that good people would live forever after remembering such phrases as dying first from good people.

"To keep a little more good people alive and longer, a little bad people like us will have to do a lot of bad things in the future and work hard."

"Huh? What's that?

Shizuko penetrates properly into Yu's dialogue, which talks with Shizumi.

"Because I and Mr. Tsuko belong to the Murder Club, and my hands are dirty, and I hope you will continue to dirty them. But that's up to me. He's a bit of a bad guy because he's not a beautiful good guy, but he's not a very bad guy stained with evil."

"Haha, that's probably the tastiest position I've ever had."

Understanding what Yu was trying to say, Mitsuko laughed furiously.

A few more days passed.

Komabu Yuanta transferred to school without saying anything.

There were many other out-of-school and transfer students, and the number of students in private van schools was visibly decreasing.

Parents were suspicious and apparently also launched a campaign to ask the school side for details of what had happened, but the movement was immediately quelled. Yuda turned her hand behind her and put pressure on the guardians. It is a case of the paranormal realm, but he was therefore also involved as one of the spiritual defence agencies, the Murder Club, so he was also given the authority to rub it off.

A quarter of the seats are vacant, even for a group of students each year with vows and protections. But as the days go by, even a little bit of the students come back.

"I have a bad personality."

"What? Suddenly."

After school, it was an oath and protection that was coming to visit the perfect town downtown, but to the words of the oath that were spoken abruptly, the protection accidentally spills a smile.

"Cutting the story out of something negative for me is a sign that I want you to deny it, because that's not true."

"No... even if they say that first..."

An oath to speak of the mood of speech without saying what reason you are not of a good character. The guardian smile that I hear about it turns into a bitter smile.

"I honestly enjoyed that commotion at school. I also enjoyed standing up to you with me and your guardian. A lot of people are dead, and you're really careless even though you were feeling hard about Seung-gok or something. You don't have to deny this. You don't have to follow up. I just wanted you to know."

An oath that speaks in a nihil tone.

"It's decided to be fun. I had fun, too. I was excited. It's human, it's not just a beautiful creature. Some parts are exciting to be attracted to bad and dangerous things. I think it's fun to do bad things. I wonder if that's the kind of psychology that makes you bully, defective, gambling and people getting their hands on drugs."

"I'll talk to the girl. Are you serious, Nori or something?

Staring at the protection, the oath asks.

"Seriously. I mean, I don't have fun, I don't have a good personality or carelessness, I'm worried... I'll talk to you. I don't know what to do, I want you to deny it, I want you to say something like that to your mouth"

"Me, because you don't know the normal girl...... I don't even know the normal girl Nori. I've told you many times, I've never had a girlfriend. I used to play with boys all the time when I was little..."

I've been on an oath lately that I've often interacted with Yu on SNS, but her Nori is subtly odd, too, so it's not very helpful as a standard same age girl.

"I think you're a proper girl, though. Including the part where you question yourself."

"I wonder if so..."

"You don't think I'm more manly... I'm always worried about you, but I'm with you like this with my vows, so..."

Protection of words becoming butt blushes along the way.

(oh... these places are cute too...)

An oath to look at it and laugh naggingly in my head.

"Well, that's anyway... a little off topic, but that time is still burning in me, isn't it? It was dangerous, and I was dying..."

It is an oath that the peaceful routine has become scarce.

"I mean...?

The dialogue ahead was predictable, but protection dares ask. Actually, I had the same feeling about protection.

I knew the desire to take an oath, and the protection was going to go along with it. I was going to protect you from this at the risk of your life.

"Do me a favor, and I'll..."

The words the oath uttered were as the protection imagined.

Yukioka Institute.

"A kid named Devil, I was interested. Yu disappeared without my knowledge."

In the disturbance at Van Schools until a few days ago, I learned later that Devil was going to do that or this or that he was going to make a leak, and I was unnecessarily interested in Junko.

"Wow, even if you're interested, it's pure sister's rule, you can't use it as an experimental bench if you don't work hostilities."

"Well, yeah, but hey"

Midori smiles and points me out, Junko also spills a smile.

And that Midori grin disappears.

"My guess, that bastard probably survived."

That's what I said, but it wasn't an idea. Midori, who was able to enter and leave the spiritual world, did feel Devil's survival. I don't know where I am, but in a spiritual world that is different from the physical sense of distance, Midori, who has already been able to relate to Devil, can feel it, no matter where Devil is.

"I'm sorry, but if I find him, I don't mind my sister, Midori's going to die. I feel like he's the one who shouldn't exist in the world."

"I'm getting more and more interested when they say that."

Seeing Midori in her true face, Junko was still smiling.

Eat grass.

Swallow bugs.

Night dew.

I keep rolling through some meadow for hours.

A smaller body. Chunks just round. I don't have eyes. Only olfactory and tactile sensations function.

It helps not to have a taste. You don't have to feel nauseous about the taste of grass and insects when you eat and drink to nourish.

Devil is not pessimistic about anything, even in this state. I'm not even desperate.

I've got this body, but I survived. I could play enough, and it was fun.

There was just hope in him to create a new despair.

Think about what to do next. I have as much time to think. Think about what you'll do when your body gets back to normal, that's all fun. I can't wait to see that time.

41 Let's make the school Grand Guignole and play. End