Tokyo Minato. "Private Oilfield Shop", Japan Branch.
Private oilfielders also keep an eye out for Harry Benjamin's retirement concert. This is a great opportunity to assassinate an emperor who has built numerous underground organizations.
"Do you understand Harry Benjamin's aim to make Zongfang City accessible and open only on retirement live days?
Haya Biton, executive and captain of the task force, asks.
"He's something we can't capture with our common sense. I don't know."
Rafael Demon, one of the Demon clan executive commissioners and leader of the clan's reformist faction, responds with a poker face as usual.
"Assassins from national governments are already on their way to Zunfang City. Or some may have come in before the concert day. You're free to go in. It's a hard city to get out of."
Raphael says. That's why Harry can barely move from Zunfantasy City. There seems to have been some sneaking up on TV appearances, etc.
"We came in hard and we came out hard."
Bitons that recall unpleasant memories and become tannic.
"There have been a number of people who have ever attempted to assassinate Harry Benjamin and entered the City of Zunfantasy. Of course it's all a failure. He was also targeted when he went outside Zunfantasy City, but of course they have failed as well. But this time - it's different."
"How is that different?
Listening to Raphael, Biton had a bad feeling. I was wondering if we'd be going to that outlaw city again.
"If he's going live, there's a lot of people who think he's going to have a chance - he's going to judge. There are many who judge - and there are many who judge."
"And how far does it go that those who judge... It is"
Raphael's expression remains the same, even if Biton rarely shrugs his shoulders and jokes.
"We won't be stoned to imitate collaboration across countries, but we understand that this is a time when we can still push together in numbers."
And, Raphael.
"We can't let them work together with assassins from all over the country. If I could do that, I wouldn't even see it as an opportunity to be emancipated by retirement live. So, there's talk of sending assassins from private oilfielders, too?
Ask Biton what matters.
"They're already sending it. Those who take us reformists for enemies are arbitrary. You never contacted us."
Raphael, who talks pale, but can't be uncomfortable, Biton sees it. The failure to contact the Japanese branch is undoubtedly moving among those opposed to Raphael, the reformist.
"No way you'd go ahead and infiltrate before the day."
"No wonder there are such fools. Some of us. Elsewhere."
To the ironically bitton, Raphael, who until then had spoken with a voice lacking discouragement, said, turning into a heartless or sarcastic tone.
"Is my uncle a hobby for walking?
A dream to speak to Harry without fear.
(I knew I liked middle-aged men, but my dreams came. This guy's already in his early years, though)
When I did it to Harry, who I just met, I had a dream of coming that I miss, and Kehiko thinks.
'That's right. Harry and I love walking ~'
"No. I'm just biting my memories and saying goodbye. In the landscape."
Casey turned to the dreamer and replied happily, but Harry returned another answer.
"Good day to you."
looking over the surrounding buildings, smiling, Harry said.
"I like the landscape - or the space. Natural or urban. Outdoors or indoors. Every place has a taste. Before I became your questioner, I liked to travel."
"Oh, that's the same for me. I don't travel though. I like all kinds of views"
"Travel. It's good to make memories. It's great to get in touch with all kinds of landscapes."
That's what Harry tells me, and the coming dream looks up to Kehiko.
"Because, Brother Kehiko. Let's go on a trip."
"Oh, wow."
Kuhiko is suddenly told the story and gives a slightly upside-down voice.
"Does my uncle travel with his music buddies, too?
"That's just a work relationship. We're not gonna be friends or anything."
"Harry always travels with Casey ~"
Harry answers the incoming dream question with a smile on his face and Casey says with a smile and laugh beside him.
"Hey, come on, you can't talk about other musicians in front of Harry."
Mina cautions.
Harry's dislike of his peers was famous. I hate most musicians regardless of their genre. Especially tough on the same rock system as myself.
"I'm a rocker, but I hate the anti-social, anti-authority, anti-institutional themes and styles of Rock's stupid rounds. There is no such thing as everyone. Sweet. Bad just gets big, cheats stupid customers, and makes money off of commercialism. Besides, while you speak against the system, you're haunted by the social framework, you pay taxes seriously, you hire a lawyer if you need anything, you speak ill of society and someone else, and you're orah. I don't know, ignore the signal and follow the common sense of the world, some idiots were pissed off. Your child hasn't. Both the murmuring Azumi and the brain-rotting who appreciate the murmur are fucked face together."
In one interview, Harry, who had been calm until then, had become so grumpy that he had become so grumpy. Viewers guessed that this was quite disgusting.
Many colleagues were uncomfortable with this Harry statement, but it is extremely persuasive. Anyway, Harry serves as a building block for numerous underground organizations, because he's really a man practicing anti-power systems. From such Harry's point of view, I can't help being treated like a fake.
"It's not as good as no. Actually, some of them are admittedly close to each other."
Harry shrugs his shoulders and laughs.
"What do you think of Mika Tsukinawa? We were in the commercial together, weren't we?
The coming dream asks.
"Oh, he's the one who's not fake, he's real. If we meet face to face, we'll talk a lot."
"It is."
The fact that Mika, usually the natural enemy, is recognized by Harry, was for some reason a dream that leaves me happy and naturally smiling.
"Don't take care of Mika's lyrics as well as songs. Absolutely not a guy who understates the lyrics. It's important there. I think Mika Tsukinawa is the one who rocks that life. It's obvious because you're standing in a dead place. I want you to turn from the blue pop."
"I love Mika too -"
Harry talking in a good mood and Casey raising one arm and giving him a bounced voice.
"But Mika, she spits so much when she talks, it's hard to stop by."
"Ha ha, don't worry about such a small thing. It doesn't melt because you spit on it."
Harry raises his voice and laughs at the words of his coming dream.
"Even small things bother me"
And shortly after the coming dream said it, the grin disappeared from Harry's face.
Coming dreams, pity and Kabadyman's face also change. Adonis rolls his fighting spirit quietly. Angel throws the cigarette in his cell ashtray. Kehiko stops and builds the door behind the subspace tunnel.
"Living adds challenges. Just being alive piles up the challenges. And then homework stays."
Harry also stops and squeals. Other faces stop naturally on their feet and keep an eye on the Lord of Signs. He doesn't show up, but he's surrounded.
(Is that a sniper from inside the building? Trouble - isn't it? with those flickering black hands)
Adonis is aware of the surrounding buildings and Kehiko.
"Hmm, apparently homework time. Just do it for me."
Copy that.
"Kabadi!"
"Yesterday's angels get paid to clean up other people's homework."
Mercy and Kabadyman replied to Harry's words joking and saying, Angel was Angel.
Four gunshots sound as you continue to stand. Three shots are sniper guns. One shot was fired by a Kabadyman before he sniped one of the snipers.
"What the hell?"
'Interesting. It's a haunted hand.'
Seeing the five black hands unfolding around her, Harry says strangely, and Casey gleams her expression intrigued. The three bullets that were sniped were all prevented by this black hand.
Angel and Adonis each fire a gun at a sniper in the opposite direction of the building. The snipers both pulled right into the back of the window and avoided shooting...
"Wow!?
"What the fuck!?
"Guaaaaaaa!"
Both the sniper Angel and Adonis shot, as well as yet another, broke through the window and the wall and jumped out of the building into the air as if they were being dragged out.
A dream that identified the sniper's location immediately released a gravity bullet before he could escape, dragging it out of the building by gravity.
Angel shoots two snipers fixed in the air. Unfamiliar with his ability to come and dream, Adonis shot one of the others, one temp behind Angel.
Gravity ammunition is unlocked and the three snipers who were shot fall simultaneously. One died at the time of the shooting, one at the impact of the fall, but the other survived. But it's incapable of combat, so nobody cares. Sooner or later, the inhabitants of Zunfantasy City will be wrapped around them.
"Even before!
Shortly after Mina screams, many more gunshots sound. But all the bullets that were likely to hit Harry were caught with black hands moving at high speeds.