Afternoon classes. Two years of classroom.
In the English class, teachers were surprised, not just students in the class, but also teachers, who would solve the problems put out with fluent remarks.
"You were a returning child? You're so good at pronunciation."
pointed out to teachers.
"Is that right? I went around the world, so I really needed English in everyday conversations. I can speak a little Spanish, too."
Don't tell me it's because you were mercenarizing.
"All over the world..."
"Seniors, I wonder if you were even in martial arts training..."
"Boulders are legendary defects. The scale is too different from that of an ordinary person."
The voices of the students, whispering in secret, had also reached their true ears. Martial arts training doesn't seem so wrong.
(Something... Don't come...)
Two, true to feel signs of supernormal forces working. While living with those who possess supernormal powers, they are quite sensitive to the electromagnetic waves emitted when the paranormal realm approaches because of their involvement with such people, both allies and enemies. Not that I would ever notice it every time.
"Oops!?
An English teacher looks behind the classroom and glances at him with a weird voice.
When the students looked back in unison, there were large birds there, such as bananas and mangoes and papayas and dragon fruits and avogados, all over the fruit and body of the South, integrated, stopping on the shelves behind the classroom.
"Whoa."
"Out."
"Seventy Seven Wonders, It's a Fruit Psycho. He was the one who showed up in the room before."
"I can't believe you showed up in class..."
"There were two or three reports of you seeing seventy-seven wonders in class."
"Gentlemen, please calm down"
Teaching classes. Teachers trying to calm down.
"Kiken, Kiken"
A fruit rhinoceros that gives a tall voice.
"Talked!?
"Is that a parrot!?
"So even Psycho."
"What's a Psycho?
"Sounds like a relative of the oohs"
"What's an owl?
"Gentlemen, please calm down"
Teaching classes. Teachers trying to calm down.
"Good Masiknai people ga, yokaranu qimi. Yokalanu moving mushroom signs. Students, Clegremo Attention Seyo"
"The undesirable? What the hell is that?
It was true that I reacted first to that one word and asked.
"The Malicious Aruto interprets Citeyoroshii. Kiken, Kiken."
When Fruit Psycho answered, he disappeared.
Immediately after that, I can hear a tweet from the next classroom.
"Did you just show up in the next classroom?
"Are you warning me in all the classrooms? You're a good guy."
"But what are the undesirable ones? How am I supposed to be careful?"
"Well, that's a straight line from school."
"Gentlemen, please calm down"
"No, I'm calm now."
Teaching classes. Teachers trying to calm down and one student going in.
In the infirmary, a cliffroom seal appears, the mother of the tsugumi. A sudden fall, I couldn't possibly not contact my parents, so I contacted them and threw out my job and showed up at school.
"Tsugumi, why did you fall? Is something wrong?
"Mm-hmm. It doesn't look like I'm sick. I don't see any physical anomalies, maybe it's a mental problem. I'm still guessing.
Junko answers the seal facing the tsugumi and asking gratefully, without delusion and without using any salutation.
Azami sees the age of the insurer's appearance and the ruffled outfit of shorts under his white coat, which makes him suspicious, but he was more concerned about the tsugumi than about that.
"It's okay...... Mother, it's my job... you don't have to come all the way to school."
Tsugumi complains like it's hard to say.
"I can't believe I just collapsed. It's okay! Ah... I thought it was a big deal, and I was worried."
It was a seal that gave me a golden scream, but I care that others are nearby, and I immediately lurk my voice.
"Oh well... sorry to bother you. But... I don't even know how I fell, I'm sorry"
Junko roughly guesses the relationship between this parent and child when he sees an angry seal and a twig who apologizes irresistibly for looking slightly threatened.
(I'm not a child, no matter what you think. I'm about a teenager and I don't look very adult...)
When I looked at Junko, I thought to myself, but my friend Azami was an elementary school student if he only looked, and some of them looked extremely young, so I tried not to think deeply about it.
"I've tested you, but you don't see any physical maladies at all. I thought it was the mental shock, so I've heard a lot about it, but I don't know. I was wondering if it would be nice if you could come to this infirmary for regular counseling to explore the causes."
"Spiritual!? Counseling!? You don't need that!
A seal that overreacts to those two words and roughs up his voice again. The face was also clearer than just now, distorted by anger.
From the bruises, we can never allow our daughter to be seen as mentally retarded, either, if we cannot allow her to be seen as mentally retarded. I can't admit such a disgraceful thing. As a matter of fact, I don't know who it is, but it's unacceptable anyway.
"It's not the parents who decide that, it's the doctors. And I'm keeping track of what I'm saying, so when something happens, it's up to the parents who ignore it while listening to the doctor. Okay?
With an uncontrolled smile, the seal becomes stiff to the pure child who utters a warning equal to blackmail.
The truth is, I thought I'd say there was some suspicion of abuse, Junko, but that came to mind. Keep that as a trump card. Because I was expecting to wake up hysteria and stop talking about it, even if I mouthed it here anyway.
Azami, on the other hand, was reviewing Junko a little. A weird insurance doctor, he looked frigid at first, but when he heard what he was saying now, he admitted he was responding well.
"That's why counseling is recommended. It's gonna be confusing right now, and after you calm down, your mother's with you at first."
"Okay. I'll think about it. Thank you."
But it didn't mean he trusted him completely, and when Azami thanked him with a hard voice, he pulled Tugumi's hand and left the infirmary.
"It was a convenient spring onion."
After being alone, Junko giggled and shrugged.
After school. Behind the gym there is a bad group in Euthanasia II. In this school they call it a group of wardens.
The constitutional succession is also part of it. The superintendent's group actively quarrels with other schools, making it a very cozy place for a constitutional successor who can't help but get busted.
"I want to add that legendary Shin Aizawa to our group somehow. I called earlier, but they turned me down."
The superintendent sitting down pussy says in a feverish tone as he spits tobacco.
"If the legend is true, somehow we'll be able to control Tokyo."
Three years of bad, he says in an excited voice. Other defects also change their complexion.
"But it doesn't look bad, does it? The fight was awesome - I felt it coming to my side. Maybe stronger than Yunzuka, Shibuya, or Shibuya."
"When I asked him which one was stronger in the back, he made it clear that Senior Aizawa was stronger. He said he'd trained in melee combat with me, and he'd fought with the lousy guy on the back street."
"Back of the line, I know Senior Aizawa too - no, were you a warrior friend? The strong and the strong will be attracted."
"I mean... I don't want to think about it, but back of the line, Senior Aizawa has already eaten you?
"It's the same class, but he said he was mercenarizing abroad. They even showed me the gun."
"Hey, the back number is still fucked by seniors, right?
"I brought a gun to school. Doesn't that suck?
"Hey, why are you ignoring me? Seniors are super-yaritins who made harlems and got triple-digit women pregnant, and the back is a man-eating super-bitch, so fuck you, right?
"If you go to school with a flat gun, the boulder is a legendary defect..."
"Instead of dominating Tokyo, can we sum up all the bad realms of Japan?
"If so... the back number is pregnant..."
"You snuggle!
The warden finally kicked the crap out of one of the bad guys who keeps spreading the topic that other faces don't want to think about.
"Huh...?
The bad guys are hanging out, so the other students stay away, behind the gym after school, when they see one girl walking in, the constitutional succession speaks up. Besides, it was a student that the constitutional succession knew well.
No, you're not. To be precise, it was a alien resemblance to a student whose constitutional succession was well known.
"Cliff room?
That was a tugmire. But he was just dressed as a tugmire, obviously a different person from a tugmire. Because there are only two colors of gray with the whole body close to black and black. The shadows are discernible, but it's like the twigs have been painted black.
Afterwards, he has a distorted grin, like the constitutional succession has never seen.
"What, you"
Other defects also notice its existence and speak up.
"This guy... you're not a person. Seventy-seven. Isn't that strange?
I saw a black-tug that obviously looked strange, the warden said.
"I'm Shadow"
Black Tsugumi opens his mouth. The voice is the same as that of Tsugumi, but when it sounds slightly lower or evil, the constitutional succession feels.
(This... I've seen it. Cliff Room was drawing)
A constitutional succession that recalls that there was a self-portrait painted in black monochrome, which was in Tugumi's sketchbook.
"Don't you guys like to get busted? So why don't you play with me?
The anomaly, named Shadow, rushed toward the defects.
The shadow releases a low kick on the nearest defective leg.
"Up!?
A defective body falls from his face to the ground. Almost half a turn and the kicked leg is stretched to the position where the head was. No, I'm not stretching. Both legs are broken.
Yet another shadow waves a knife at the other defect. If I did it, a shadow knife would be tapped into Fat's defective upper arm, and a dull sound would sound.
"Gu......!
A fat man with a broken arm bone groans and holds down his broken arm with a distressed face.
There was not a single defect in trying to fight Shadow. That speed, which instantly attacked the two of us, was human apart, and besides the power to fracture it lightly with one blow. I understood instantly with an opponent too dangerous to extend to the act of fighting.
"Run!"
The warden was quick to judge. If you scream, try to stop your people from eating until they escape, and step forward into the shadow with fear, and stand with your hands wide open.
(Warden... Isn't that cool...)
Seeing that look, the constitutional succession makes my chest hot. The same was true of the other defects.
"Heh, it's hot, but that effort's wasted."
Shadow mocked him and punched him in the warden's chest.
"Damn!"
The warden who gets a bunch of broken ribs, spits blood and squats.
"Because I'm fast, and I won't let one get away with it"
The defects are relieved to see a shadow that spreads a sadistic grin.
"Somebody call me back or Senior Aizawa..."
"Shibuya and Yumtsuka too..."
"I mean, can even those guys win..."
"Cliff room!
As the other defects shook and whispered, the constitutional succession screamed thoughtfully and distracted Shadow.
"Oh, you..."
It was then that Shadow tried to say something, looking at it with the kind of eyes she knew about the constitutional succession.
I feel signs of an attack, and the shadow even flies big.
"Ha ha."
With a slightly dumb growl, a tiger jumped out of the bush and attacked the shadow, but the shadow was frightened.
"And tiger!?
Increasingly fearful defects in the emergence of threats that do not draw on shadows.
"This guy, that's it. A tiger who killed a vinyl demon. I was at the scene."
Says one of the bad guys.
"What is it, this guy? Well no...... Be a playmate."
That's what Shadow said. He was attacked by a tiger.
The tiger cleverly bites and catches the knife rolled out by the shadow.
"Yeah!?
Amazing shadow.
And the tiger eats off Shadow's arm as it is. But there is no blood at all. The cutting surface is black.
Shadows take distance. And from the point of being eaten away, slowly, but with new arms.
"Who is he who pokes at my family, Lo?"
A man's voice sounded.
"Guru..."
The tiger dew his guard and lay low.
A new figure appeared behind the shadow. A middle-aged man wearing a silk hat and a swallow tail suit with a stick around his mouth. From the side of the silk hat grows the horns of the sheep, and from the waist the tip is shaped like a spade, with thin tails.
(Uncle of the Devil......)
The constitutional succession knew that. In front of the constitutional succession, the paintings painted by Tsugumi are present in reality as they are. I'm in front of you.
"It's similar to us, Ne. Something different, yo. No, just like me, Nah. In the meantime...... I'm not sure who you are, I have a lot of witnesses, and now I'm pulling you off, Zoe. Don't let Shadow get too flashy, yo."
"Yes, sir."
Noticed by the devil's uncle, the shadow nods at the top of the Buddha. Then shortly afterwards, they fade away and eventually disappear completely.
"Oh."
When the tiger rang with a strangely cute voice, the tiger, like both of us, diluted its body and disappeared.
"What was that... what is that now..."
"Are you dreaming?
"No, it's not a dream. Let's get him to the infirmary."
These were the flattering defects, but they were urged by the constitutional succession, a year at the bottom, and began to take charge of their companions as well.