During Euthanasia II after school.
Third floor school building hallway with sophomore class. It appeared abruptly as several students went out.
Woven cape, obviously a giant mite bigger than a person. On the part of his head, he wears a helmet reminiscent of a squad hero.
"So, get out!
"Euthanasia II - Seventy Seven Wonders...... What's this? Begin to see."
"The guy who ever showed up has all the data in the press department, but it's not in that data, and it's the first one."
"Seventy Seven Wonders, It Was True..."
The students surround giant mites and whisper. Some seem scared, but those who have witnessed several suspicions are not too scared. Because there was only one case of a human being being being attacked in any way, and even if they showed up in front of us, there was nothing like being attacked.
and there appeared a presence that seemed in a way more terrifying than a monstrosity.
"Guru..."
Leaking a roar, it walked gently through the middle of the hallway.
"What!?
"Ahhh!
"I'm out again..."
The students were more surprised by your presence than by your suspicions. No, it was also possible that it might be one of the monsters, but there's not too much of a twist to it, it just looks like an individual of animals. Besides, it's a carnivore like a symbol of fear, where people are in enough danger of being attacked and killed. Like lions, some will have nightmares that will be driven around by this.
That was a tiger from anywhere. Slightly smaller, but not one if attacked.
But the tigers are blind to the students. Some of the students went into the classroom and opened the door just a little and asked how it was sneaking up, but some did not escape. I could see that I had shown no interest in humans, which had diminished my vigilance and my curiosity prevailed. Besides, I was hoping that the same thing would still happen because I knew what the tiger that appeared the other day had done.
Soon a walking tiger rushed out in a fierce sbeed. Obviously, he's after a giant mite wearing a feather-woven helmet with a cape.
Where the tiger jumps on the giant mite, the giant mite turns its head toward the tiger. At that moment, the tiger twisted his body wide and braked suddenly, stopping running and jumping.
Keep your heads close to each other as if the tiger and the giant mite had signed up.
"Oh."
With a strangely loving voice, the tiger's body became thin and clear, eventually disappearing. A little late, the giant mite disappears the same way.
"What was that... what is that now..."
During the last time the tiger disappeared, one of the students was whining about a dialogue similar to Ueno Haragami, who approached the tiger.
Minutes after the mites and tigers showed up in the hallway on the third floor, the Press Department's room.
"There's another strange phenomenon. And the tiger showed up."
The employee who came to the report explained the situation with excitement.
"All right, get the article together right away. We'll get it out tomorrow."
At the direction of the Director of the Press Department, the desk personnel will write.
"Painter, I want you to paint that again. Give me a name."
"He's already out."
A member of the illustration department known as the painter - Cliff Room Tsugumi took a sketchbook with the played voice and showed a painting of Mimizman, a warrior bearing pity, painted during the lunch break and afterwards.
"Oh well...... The boulder is a painter. Then, Aimura, copy that."
"Yes."
Director of the Press Department who praises it with a little pull. Yasuko, who is in the press department as well as Tsugumi, receives a sketchbook from Tsugumi and makes a shrinking copy.
The members of the press department were breathing, too, but nobody tried to touch them. They suspected it, too. I was wondering if it's the tsugumi that's giving rise to the strange phenomenon. Or I thought you might have predictive abilities. But don't you dare touch me, I'm trying not to think.
"My paintings still appear in school newspapers today. I'm so glad. Glad to be in the newspaper department."
With a delightful smile, Tsugumi mouths the same dialogue she doesn't know how many times she has spoken in the department.
It would be creepy for a normal human to say such floating words of teeth, and it would seem odd to repeat them every day. But Tsugumi doesn't receive it in the bad wind because it's a premise that he has a head disorder from the beginning. On the contrary, it is favourably received.
Though it is uneven with men, the purity of the swordfish can sometimes be salvation. Sometimes I get energized. That's why there was a working feeling among the members that they didn't want to be suspicious of the tsugumi.
"Mr. Cliff Room, paint a tiger, too. In the meantime, the tiger just came out, and I thought I missed the illustration."
Senior member asks Tsugumi.
"Fine. But I, Mr. Tiger, don't know. I didn't draw it."
The smiling Tugumi dialogue caught my attention.
Is the Euthanasia II and Seventy Seven Wonders caused by Tsugumi? Or is the tugmi predicting? I don't know where it actually is, but Tsugumi does what he says and does as if he knows. And they just don't dare touch it deeply. But I said that I didn't know the swordfish clearly. That was the first time.
Shibuya Ten Nights and Yumtsuka Ko have fallen into the back streets, and it's about to be nearly a year. The school year went up one, to three years.
I'm already totally in the veterans' range as a backstreet doorman. The name of the organization they run, the "Dusty Resistance," has also become quite well known in Euthanasia City.
after-school classroom. Nobody but shaking and ten nights.
"I didn't think Junko would ask me for this school."
Hands behind your head, shaking the chair leaning back and forth. This pose and behavior is a habit since shaking was in elementary school.
Junko asked me to come in this morning. The content is a substitute for solving the mystery of the strange phenomenon, the Euthanasia II and the Seventy-Seven Wonders, which is making noise like a day in a row during Euthanasia II.
"If you trace it back, Junko asked for the back number, and our students asked for the back number - I'm talking about it."
Ten nights sitting on a swinging desk said.
"I haven't seen seventy-seven wonders yet, but there are so many reports that I've seen them, and even the Erzhong newspaper has been eliminated every day, and some of my teachers say I've seen them."
And, shake. The Erzhong newspaper used to be stuck out on Monday, but lately it's been published at a pace almost every day because the suspicion reports keep coming back. Thanks to this, instead of returning all lunch breaks, the press department seems likely to write articles during the sneak class.
"I heard rumors that a year old woman in that press department, called the painter in charge of illustrations, was causing a strange phenomenon."
"Heh."
Ten nights of reporting, the shake narrows his eyes with interest.
"Was the child modified at Junko's place and granted even supernatural powers? Junko kept his mouth shut, knowing that he was trying to manipulate us in the form of a request."
"That's too much to ask, and the act of deceiving someone you're imploring is what Junko doesn't like."
Ten nights denied the idea of shaking to be mentioned with a slight laugh.
"Well, if you know what I mean, you just have to hit us, right?
"That looks a little troublesome, too. I didn't ask for details, either, but he seems to be a retarded kid. You don't want to touch yourself because you care about everyone around you."
"I see"
Listening to the ten nights, Shake conceives with his fingers tapping his desk.
"I'm not sure about situations where I can't explore them directly."
"No, if you'd listened to me now, you'd know roughly... Besides, I don't really know what it is."
"Are you saying your surroundings are guarded? You don't have to push me out to hear it."
"If you do that, you might get disgusted and not talk about anything"
Ten nights when I can hear the shaking words.
"Oh well. Well, I'm not protecting you all four or six times... but I like the way you listen to her first and earn her trust."
True opposite to earlier, a shake that speaks decent things.
I'll take care of it.
At the entrance to the classroom, at some point I was listening to the conversation between the two of them, Mimi Ueno spoke up.
"Whoa, it's the back."
The shake looks back at Uemami and smiles.
"I think I'm better off than the two seniors. Seniors interview students and teachers who have witnessed strange phenomena and take them to Junko."
(I mean, I've come to stab the nail, or the back number feels like I don't really believe in us)
I heard the words of Upper Beauty, and saw the look on her face, and felt so at ten nights.
"Share the roles. It's a tougher role for us."
"Junko asked you for money, didn't he?
Upper beauty confirms the shaking that points at her lips.
"That's a request, and I plan on getting it..."
A cloudy shake of words.
"Am I free? So you can't complain about how easy it is to work."
Upper beauty with her hands on her hips and her chest stretched and said away.
"Uenohara paid Junko? Or are you planning on becoming an experimental bench?
"No way. There's no way I have that kind of money, and there's no such thing as an experimental bench"
To the question of ten nights, Uemami answers only naturally.
"Everyone at school asks me to move for free, Junko asks me for the back, Junko pays to hire us... that? Is something wrong?
"Junko is a rich man, so I don't care about the attitude behind taking that for granted."
"Gu......"
Half-eyed into the ten nights and shaking, Uemai clogs the words.
"I just talked to Junko, because that guy just spread the word on his own...... no, I'm sorry. Best regards,"
Inside, I am anxious, and I don't care about Shangmi, but I wondered if I would make a mistake with my collaborators, and I apologized along the way.