The residents of Zunfang City bothered with the appearance of Junko. Besides, I can follow you as if you have O'Annes on your side.
O'Annes, who was in contention when he saw it, also interrupts his combat behavior.
"It's Junko Yukioka... Bright red eyes. Super cute."
"There's also a killer doll. The real thing is really small."
"Hey, that thin girl, she's too long, isn't she?
"Ooh... it's Shizuno Tired... The real thing is beautiful and pathetic by the time it's divine. I'm thrilled to see you. I heard you'd let me shave if I asked you to sit down in the ground, but is that true?
"What do you mean, he's got a humanoid?
Some of the inhabitants' whispers had reached the ears of Junko as well.
"Ugh... Your ancestors, it seems to be rumored to be amazing..."
Hearing the dialogue of the man who was talking about tiredness, Midori pulls and laughs as much as he wants, whispering in his tired ear.
"Decide not to ask"
"No, no, no... decide you didn't ask, hey. You have to deny it clearly."
"I'm very interested, too, and that's, well, I'll ask you later."
To the tired answer, Midori felt something thin and cold, while Junko imagined the story in his head a lot and was in.
"Uh, I was wondering if you'd listen to me for a second. The humanoid is called O'Annes, but I'll take care of it responsibly, so can you hand it over?
Junko looks over at the surrounding residents and complains.
There was no one to turn to Junko Yukooka, not only a celebrity on the back street, but also a disturbing figure in Zunfantasy City.
On the other hand, two Oannes, helped by Junko, have persuaded several Oannes who were in contention on this occasion. Junko and the others didn't make sense, but they also knew that Junko was trying to protect themselves.
"Guppy, that's how you always get around to being good. That's what I don't like."
History Joy exposes her displeasure as she says and speaks to Junko.
"I knew you were a kid who'd rebel on promises, but you know that's a clear hostility to me, right?
Junko turned to History Joy and said in a meaningful tone.
"Wow, haha, don't let me break my promise ~. I said I'd let them go, but I didn't decide where to let them go, and I didn't say I wouldn't incite the Fools to attack these guys after I let them go. In the first place, I started with your enemies. Guppy. Go ahead and be as hostile as you like. That's what I called it."
Historical pleasure with tongues out after laughing off in a deceptive tone.
"First of all, Junko, how long have you been such a sweetheart? I'm very disappointed. Mad scientists need to be more outrageous. Everything should be twisted down with force."
"No, even Mad is a scientist, so let's stand around with knowledge and wisdom..."
Even though Shi Yuan theorizes strongly, Junko cheeks with a troubled face.
"First of all, come on... Fumi-chan isn't just being self inhibiting, uncoordinated, and self-righteous. So you're causing trouble, and because of that, for a time, you've pulled up on the ivory tower, and you're in no mood to get along with me at all. I mean, I can't live with it properly..."
"But now you work under Harry Benjamin, right?
Tired pinches his mouth.
"Yeah, that surprises me a little too. I was wondering if Mr. Harry was so awesome to miss a kid like Fumi-chan, but, well, I just saw it, it doesn't seem like he's completely able to teach it."
"Are you going to say tuning or something and stir it up? You corrupt Mad Scientist. It's really lamentable how you treat me like this. Do something about it."
Historical pleasure making both fists grip and wield strongly in front of your chest.
"In a way, you can also call it a Mad Scientist in line with the Mad Scientist image."
"Uh... I don't think so, though. Is that the standard for Mad Scientists seen in the world? I don't like that."
Listen to the true dialogue, Junko dropping his shoulders.
"I don't know, why are you guys moving for those guys? I don't owe you anything, and I don't understand cheap humanism like that."
Historical pleasure asks in a slight truth.
"If you're not grateful, it's for sale."
Junko smiles and answers.
"I see. That's understandable to me, but I wonder if I can make sense of such a concept to those primitive people. And you're saying it's worth it enough to sell you a favor? I don't know. Shh."
"Fumi-chan really hasn't changed. Even Arlaune's research was an arbitrary experiment that could have killed Arlaune. Because of this cooperation, Arlaune closed her mind for a while, and there was a huge delay in her research. Fumi-chan's immediate, linear way doesn't bear fruit. It's like wearing it back in the dirt and stumbling through the seeds."
"Shrapnel! My sermon is Forgiveness Masain. Who do you think I am? Soundwood history is fun. If Junko Yukioka preaches, no, no, no, no."
Seeing Historical Pleasure shaking his neck around his side with a strange face, the three truly tired people, as well as the Zunfantasy City residents who are turning into wild horses, are frightened.
"I regret it because it's been debated, and, uh, you're just in deafening mode"
"It's always like this."
Truth runs out half-eyed, and Junko sighs.
"That's the typical kind of thing that doesn't grow."
"You add milk and snow oka, divide it by four, degrade it, and it feels about triple worse."
"True expression, like I know... like I don't know..."
"Then let's be honest, we only took the wrong place."
Midori, True, Tired and Junko speak respectively.
"Gupiuuuu... you can say whatever you want. I'm done. When this happens, it's the last fight."
"No, even if it's decided on its own for the last fight or something... I already got what I need, so I'm going home, okay?
"Do you insist on going home even though we're going to talk about it?"
Even to the pure child with a boring attitude, Historical Pleasure laughs confidently, without panic.
"Harry's retirement concert the day after tomorrow is going to be an awesome festival. It's no exaggeration to say I'm here for this time. Junko, if you go home here, regret is a must?
"Heh, I'm not going to live suicide. Imitate Megidball."
To Midori's point, the expression of historical pleasure changed expressly. Niyaniya's laughter disappears, she opens her mouth gently and looks at Midori.
"Sounds like the type you can't hide."
Tired and squeaky.
"You look like you know why, so I won't tell you. Because I'm the same type."
Midori said with a nihil face.
"Does Suicide Live involve customers, like Megidball?
I really couldn't believe it. Harry, whom I met earlier, doesn't look very much like such a person.
"Hmm... as far as Fumi-chan's reaction is concerned, that sounds like it. Besides, even if you think about how confident Fumi-chan would have been if he had done it, he would be going to make some pretty awesome noise, and bring in fans by opening up a full city of Zongfantasy..."
"Wow, if I find out, I'll be damned. Exactly! Harry's Retirement Live, This Is Suicide Live! We're going to turn Zunfantasy City into hell, martyr-filled, and make a name for ourselves in history! Wahahaha......"
Historical pleasure that screws up and rips apart the most important secret matters in front of a large number of Zongfang City residents.
"So, what's Fumi-chan going to do?
"Gupi...... I tried to tell you that and stop it, but now that they know another thing you shouldn't know, you guys can go home now! Go home! Hush!"
After waving with an unpleasant face, Historical Pleasure returns to the castle.
"Heh... tell him not to go home, tell him to go home, this guy is a mess."
Both Junko and the residents of Zunfan City concurred wholeheartedly with Midori's words as he dropped him off afterwards.
The Junkos added four more oannesses and took a total of six oannesses back to Azi Dahaka. Naturally, driving was a mess.
On the ground floor of the tavern, the newly added O'Annes seemed to be taking a breather.
"What are you going to do now?
"Let's go back to the Snow Oka Institute. Let's study these people in the form of transporting them to the lab for protection. If you're here, you could get in trouble again."
Asked tirelessly, Junko answers.
"You're not going out with that stupid bitch?"
"No, I'll be back on that suicide concert day."
To Midori's words, Junko smiles, shaking her little bits.
"O'Annes and the others are bait that interests me. But I'm pretty sure Fumi-chan's destiny lies in that suicide concert."
"You're trying to trap me, but you're going out of your way to step on it?
The foolish question is well known and the truth confirms it. This is Junko's normal driving.
"In a way, that kid's the same type of mad scientist I am, isn't he? The fight between Mad Scientists is a bragging match between inventions and research results. It's not like you're trying to kill me."
"You said you were leaving because you were done."
"That's a fake to further elicit Shi Yue's reaction. I was really caught up."
She gets stuck in Midori and Junko makes her smile as she waves her index finger. Midori is convinced by that.
"This is Snow Oka's usual way again. I was beaten up a long time ago, too. Take a cold attitude or pretend you didn't hear it as one of the behaviors that attracts or impresses others" interests
Although it is a sacrificial technique taught to Junko, Junko doesn't seem to practice it very often, nor does he use it truly. If you've been doing that all day, you'll just be a nasty guy, so that's a natural story, too.
Huh, Junko sees O'Annes and the others. The other three also turn their gaze when they are followed.
"I want to know more about what culture is, and if I can, I want to go where these people live. Didn't Fumi-chan have that much interest? Unilaterally use it as research material or modify it. Come on..."
"We're talking about a better deal if we stay close ~. Abba, abba, abba, abba"
Junko was stunned by Historical Pleasure's lack of thought, while Midori was laughing as if to apply Historical Pleasure.