I was at the hospital. Truly, Junko contacted me. I wonder how you found out about this place.
It's time to come back.
"It's only been six months."
Honestly, I like my life now, so I feel like I want some more.
'Seven months and two weeks, to be exact. You absorb specially fast, and you're a kid who can learn ten in one, so that's enough.'
Honestly, while I like my current life, I also want to go home and see Junko's face.
Later, the newcomers came to visit and truly told them that President Mogoa had been executed yesterday and that today there were medals awarded to those who fought.
Krishna is still in the intensive care unit because she is much more seriously injured than true. I haven't even met with True.
"Keep it back. At least we don't want to hang out with you anymore."
Communicating the contents of the phone call from Junko jumped out of the mouth of his new home unexpected remarks, truly surprising.
True to gaze at Simon, Lee, Charles and Andrew, but they all know that from the beginning and look like they were in harmony with their plans.
"I quit as a mercenary. So, when I quit, all the guys in the eleventh chair of the mercenary school quit, too. They said so on their own."
An even more shocking statement comes out of the mouth of my new home. The other four are not upset at all. When we had already decided to talk, it really seemed.
"Why are you quitting?
"The truth is... I was going to quit then"
To the true question, the new home was spilling a lonely smile.
"At that time?
"Did you hear we had another mate? He was a troublemaker with a clumsy leg of abalone rounding, a prominent wanting conditioner, but also a moodmaker. When he died, we weren't all half lost. I used to beat him to relieve stress, so I was disappointed in who I was going to beat up."
Take your gaze off the truth, become a nagging addition and subtraction, the new home tells.
"I was taking an oath when I was supposed to be a mercenary and act as a team with these guys. He said he wouldn't let these guys die alone. When one person dies, the mercenary quits. Awesome stupid vow, but I carried it on my own as a leader."
I'm listening, and I truly find it surprising that even a man like his new home is something that involves considerable shock at the loss of his people. But it was even more surprising that he had made such an oath. I'm usually kidding, but I actually wonder if he's a delicate, serious, and instrumental man.
"He died a while before you and Johnny came along. That's when I got hurt, and I told everyone that story. I talked to him for two days. That's the first time I've ever made a decision in me. If I let one member of the eleventh presidential squad of the mercenary school die, he said he was going to quit. That's when a lot of shit told me. I've been told not to discriminate against my life even though the other mercenaries who are following us are letting me die."
When the new home smiles bitterly and turns its gaze to its people, other faces spill a similar bitter laugh.
"So, these guys didn't want to quit, but one of these days, if I'm serious about quitting, I'm gonna quit myself or something... That's the time. Junko called. Simon and I have known Junko since we were kids. Because we talked about a guy who really liked that Junko, and that guy wanted to be strong... then it's a lot of Junko's favor we owe him, and we still have some incomplete burning parts, and between now and dating your growth, it's just me and Simon who decided to extend the mercenary. At the time, I didn't talk to Lei, Charles and Andrew about the purpose of training you, but I didn't have to talk to them, and these guys noticed. No, it wasn't just these three that I noticed. And the other mercenaries."
"Alan noticed first."
Simon speaks at a time when the story of his new home takes a breather.
"I'm telling you, I don't like mercenaries anymore. How solitary, unusual and unsolicited an oath is an oath. You can't break that. I broke it for six months, though. Uh, I don't know what you're talking about already. I don't know why."
A new home to hold your face.
"Don't take it personally like you couldn't have extended it for yourself, huh? Conversely, I wanted time to use Junko's favor to calm down my feelings, me and my new home. An extended battle for it."
On behalf of his new home, Simon adds with a flamboyant grin.
"That's why I've been dizzy for a short time, changing places everywhere."
"I'm restless, but it was more exciting than before."
Charles and Andrew say.
"And true. Come to school tomorrow. Oliga and the others want to thank us all. Krishna can't seem to do it, but you can move a little bit."
Simon said.
"A tough thank you greeting, or something like that? I can light it up."
"You don't. Oliga must be the meat potty for all of us and show her appreciation sexually. I can't forgive you for anything else."
In response to Charles' words, it was a new home returning to its usual pace.
The next day, mercenaries, with the exception of Krishna and some seriously wounded mercenaries, stepped into Seguroamia National Fifth School about ten days later.
Then all the boys and soldiers lined up, saluted and greeted, so the mercenaries sniffled.
"What's going on? Altered."
Simon, who is truly a shoulder lender, asks.
"They made it non-existent for the new government, and because it's pathetic, we decided to give you a medal."
Oliga moved forward and let her spread her garlic and bright grin.
"Poor thing, it's not the same thing."
"Well, we know that."
Alan and Elliot say as if they were illuminating. All the other mercenaries have a similar look.
"What. So you don't want it?
"No..."
Alan smiled and waved at Oliga pointing his mouth.
"I made them all for yesterday. I plan to make it later for the fallen."
Tomash puts up a bullet pendant at the end of the chain. This would mean replacing the medal.
"The graves of the fallen mercenaries are to be built next to the graves of our people. It'll take a while, but I'll let you know when I can, so you can come to the grave."
Some of the mercenaries were holding their heads to that word of Ignaerts.
And then the boys and the soldiers next thing you know, they put a pendant on the neck of the mercenaries.
"One at a time, I made it with thanks and prayers."
Ignaerts flickers well in front of his true face and attaches a pendant directly to his true neck with a laugh.
"Are you still faceless at times like this?"
I put on a real pendant, and then Ignaerts said to me in a frightening mood.
"You have no choice. But I'm glad I can't make you happy with your expression..."
"Oh, did I? It's hard to make. But I know you have a hot heart, too."
With a smile, Ignaerts offers his hand and truly exchanges his hands accordingly.
"I failed quite a bit because I was clumsy, and I broke about three chains."
"Oh well. Haha, I can light it up. Hey, something."
Pendant on Charles' neck as Tomash laughs lightly. Charles couldn't stop laughing similarly.
"Nah, Origa. You made mine."
I tease Oliga, who stood in front of me, as her new home grinned slightly.
"I didn't just make yours."
"I'm glad you called me even though you said so."
She is told she is happy to face her new home, and Oliga begins to get suspicious of her hands pendanting to the neck of her new home.
"Stay grateful. That's right, Origa. Do me a favor."
Where I got my pendant on, my new home said.
"What?
"Knit those three, let me mess with them a little"
"Huh? I don't like it..."
Origa inadvertently lags behind the unexpected demands of her new home.
"Fine, fine."
"Hey!?
A new home that turns behind Origa and teases her hair forcefully. Origa raised a protest, but was also hesitant to force her to shake it off, making her do what she wanted her new home to do, anxiously.
"What is this..."
Oliga looks at her hair with her hands. The three knitting knitting that has been lowered until now has grown quite loosely in one piece.
"I just changed the shape of the three braids a little bit. I thought it would look good on you. It's my taste. If you don't like it, put it back."
"Oh, thanks...... You sure this one looks better?
I can't be sure because I don't have a big mirror, so Origa looks at Tomash and Ignaz and asks.
"You look a little grown up"
"Not bad as Imechen. Neo origades"
Ignaerts and Tomash said.
"Oh, yeah? But why is this...? I think I was used to knitting hands."
Origa looks at her new home strangely. I imagine that maybe I was doing it by knitting my old lover's hair
"No, I used to knit three, too."
But the unimaginable answer came back, and some of the people on the spot solidified.
"Really?"
"Oh......"
As Li Lei turned to Simon, Simon, whose new home was dating since he was a child, nodded with a distant eye.
"Is that... in Japan, guys knit three things too?
Oliga asks scared.
"Oh, Japan. Until a man grows up, there are three knitting rules."
"It's a lie, isn't it?
"Lies."
The truth asked by Tomash answers instantly. Tomash, who I think asked a stupid question, that it's obvious that it's a lie because the truth hasn't done that in the first place.
At the end of the task of wearing a medal replacement pendant, the boys and mercenaries lined up to face each other and saluted at the same time by the time it was beautiful.
Since the airport is not functioning in the Republic of Seguroa, it was necessary to take a trip to a neighbouring country for Truth to return to Japan. There are no direct flights to Japan with its neighbors and they must be transferred.
The drop-off to the true airport was accompanied by five members of the eleventh grade presidential squad of the Mercenary School. I've already broken up with other mercenaries like Alan and Elliot, with Krishna at the hospital, and with the boys and soldiers.
'I didn't have that much conversation with you, but I've always been aware of you when you came to the field of action to be strong'
"Me, too."
Truth returned to the words that Krishna, who still had jaw repair and could not speak, conveyed in letters, so short.
We get to the airport and the six of us have a chat.
"I'll just say this. Carve it in your heart."
Simon advances in front of him and tells him forcefully where the time is approaching for the plane that Truth plans to board.
"You and me, we didn't just take care of him. You were fast becoming a clean force. We and you are definitely comrades. Ever, ever. Don't forget that."
Simon's words sounded hot, strong and fierce on his true chest and were firmly engraved.
"We will not return to a decent world if we stop being mercenaries anyway, so our comrades may be enemies tomorrow. Let's play as hard as we can."
The new home sarcastically says.
"The time you spent with us was exciting, wasn't it? You burned it as a lovely memory to your memory. You had a great experience."
Andrew hugs his true body full of power from the front.
"The next time you see me, you'll keep the zinc full, just like you're a nice guy with a hairy twinkle ~. Then I'll love you plenty ~"
While imagining my disgusting appearance, the truth is that when I go home, I decide at this point to find out what ingredients make my hair thicker and what ingredients don't.
"If I go to Japan, let's go to Akihabara together."
"Oh, that's when I do too."
Charles and Li Lei asked me out, but I really didn't want to.
Bravery learned from Simon.
After calculating the enemy's movements, he learned how to carry the battle from Simon, his new home and Lei.
Special melee techniques were learned from Charles.
The art of survival and obsession with raw were learned from Simon and Lei Lei.
I learned from my new home the art of building an immediate operation to suit the situation.
I learned nothing in particular from Andrew. No, I never learned, but I remember the dialogue Andrew spoke of. Those days I spent with them were certainly exciting. It burned as an intense memory.
While thanking you for your vibrant days together and for teaching yourself so much, I drowned silently and deeply and truly broke up with the five mercenaries.