"The other day I declared that I would manage all the paranormal areas, but that would change the policy a little bit"
Van Damme, who came to the press conference, cut it out that way.
"I mean a compromise proposal, or for now, I'm going to bring together only the paranormal people who agree with my will and put it under control. That's it."
The audience and reporters are distracted because we ended it lightly, and also because we spoke of a rather steep change.
"If you have any questions, go ahead"
Van Dam slightly laughing and urging.
"What is the reason for the sudden policy shift?
"The rebellion is fierce, the assassins have been released from the next to the next, with many victims. I don't want to go through with this situation. More dead people."
"You think money and life can't be exchanged?
"Oh? Why is there talk of money and all that?
Van Damme also had a mean grin on the reporter's mean question.
"Ironically, I am told by some humans like a golden deceased, but I refuse to. Thus, shallow people who think that gold is everything, etc., tend to decide and look at even the values of others by applying them on their own small scale. The statement now is proof of that, isn't it? Hey, that's a really offensive and lamentable story. It feels like a pest flying in front of you."
Painfully ironic, the reporter who questioned him was staring at his face.
"I've lowered the grade again for a long time, but what exactly are the advantages of being under control in agreement with Mr Van Damme?
"Improving status through social contributions, simply the question of compensation, and fame if you want. And you'll also be able to provide mutual assistance to the extraordinary powers under my control, as well as to outsider races. The biggest thing is that they are allowed to exist in public."
"You're also going to get the title of being part of a big organization that hasn't been named yet, and you're going to be part of it, right?
"Right. And the more we achieve, the more useful it is for those in the paranormal realm to be known to the public. Furthermore, many will want to acquire those powers. They will also be able to respond to their wishes."
There were no other questions, and that was all the press conference ended.
Yukioka Institute.
"This Van Damme policy doesn't look good."
I was in the living room watching a press conference. True said. There are also Junko and Midori.
"Wow, I think so, too. This. Then you keep getting targeted after all, don't you? If you take those who want to keep the powers of the paranormal as secret as ever, or those who want to devour that privilege, all you can see is that a nasty commercial enemy has emerged."
Midori falls asleep on the couch and says.
"Whatever it is, Mr. Van Damme is not going to hold his hand, but I wonder if it's just this time. I don't care how much, Mr. Van Damme."
Junko was also negative.
"Having an endorser is also a problem. If you put it on Mr. Van Damme, you think you can smoke delicious juice, and there are a lot of people in the herd, nature and organization become huge. Mr. Van Damme, who was originally powerful enough to be noticed by Fixers around the world, becomes an extra troublesome being. And since you're the kind of guy who doesn't have to clap, you're a real kick-ass."
"Kichihamo?
Junko doesn't know the meaning of the words he has spoken, and the truth asks.
It means "blade on crazy, I'm sure."
Midori answers on behalf of Junko.
"If Mad Scientist tells you, it's over."
And, true.
"I think a lot of people are going to put their main hips in and turn it off before they build on it. In fact, they're raiding us all. I think we'll continue to be attacked as long as we don't stop talking about managing paranormal areas altogether."
"I'm in charge of the Leviathan crusade now, but if that works, I guess it'll be Van Damme's handle, huh? Wouldn't that be more and more inconvenient for Snow Oka?
Truth hits the question.
"Not just for me, but for the rest of us. I think it's going to take more to get rid of Mr. Van Damme."
"I see, you mean..."
"hey... pure sister akudo"
True and Midori understood that the prospect was to impersonate Hate on his opponent by pretending to lend him a hand, making him look like he had flowers, getting attention and increasing his ratings.
"That's not all. While I make Fumi-chan grow up, I also let Fumi-chan help me with my research, and I can do Leviathan's research as well. There's no place for four birds a stone. As usual, I don't know if it's going to work, it's a lucky element. It's a strong evil."
Junko says, smiling happily.
"I found something more interesting than that. If you've been checking Leviathan's movements on the demographic satellite Moon Reading for the last few days, you're bound to be going to a certain place."
Junko opens the holographic display to a larger size to make it look true and miserable.
"It's a place with hot water vents in the deep sea. There's like that amber, not where Leviathan was born."
The maps shown on the screen were mostly sea. One of them is marked with a dragon's head describing Leviathan.
"Maybe... maybe I will. Hey, this is"
Junko shines his eyes by whining about what he only knows.
"What the hell?"
Soon Midori, who had come directly next to Junko, played Junko's cheek with puffy pinches.
Terrence and Tyrone had finished escorting Van Damme to the press conference, and when they returned to Grimmpenisville, Katsuura was also a mixed threesome, talking about an earlier press conference.
"I honestly doubt it. Even at the moment, the endorser can only come."
"It seems that some people potentially endorse it. Just watching."
Katsuura says to Tyrone, a face that is not ridden.
"I thought so too. But I think there are a lot of people in Van Damme who originally expected the hedge to break down and interact with people."
"Is that what Mr. Tyrone does?
"Mm-hmm. Van Damme also said that after being recognized in the world of men, I want to improve my position in the world of men."
Asked by Terrence, Tyrone smiles and answers.
"From those, the change in man's world itself and the form in which man is naturally caught up in it became ideal, but have he gone far from it? Still, just being recognized by the world is not a good development."
It's hard to say in front of Katsuura and Terrence, but when this happens, it also makes less sense to protect Van Dam, Tyrone thinks.
"Whoa! Listen, Bonkla, Pampy, we're in this together! Finally, we have the prospect of a Leviathan crusade. Whoa!
There came History Pleasure, shouting with joy.
"Leviathan's biggest question, what do you think keeps that giant? I mean, that's bait. If you're eating fish or marine animals, in that giant, that's going to create madness in the ecosystem. Anyway, they say there are individuals all over the world. Then it's likely Plankton."
If you screw it up quickly, Historical Pleasure places a chalet on the tape in front of the three of them, pinches a piece of Leviathan's flesh in a pinset from inside the vinyl, and puts it inside the chalet.
"This is a piece of Leviathan flesh. This is still alive. So, even if you heat it with fire, you can't take an electric bath. But if you cut the ore that passes to Blue Rust Village and make contact with the flesh pieces, see, this is the street."
Talking, when the test tube was removed and the powder in the test tube was applied to the flesh pieces, the flesh pieces began to collapse.
"I don't know how this is going to happen, but there was something in the ore that didn't exist on Earth. This substance is destroying Leviathan's cells."
"I know it worked for Leviathan, but I don't know how."
When Tyrone points out, Historical Pleasure makes a grumpy face.
"Gupiu, don't make tea. It's a good place to start. I told you earlier that Leviathan's staple foods are more likely to be plankton. Powder this ore and mix it into a special plankton that I have varietally improved. So, let Leviathan eat that plankton and invade it from the inside. No matter how much Leviathan, if you take food from your stomach with a mixture of substances that destroy your cells, you'll get one."
"Oh, it's like finally drinking poison."
"I don't know what to say. It's a simple, but not easy operation. It's a highly sophisticated and complex operation that I can do. This is a different place than Junko. Gupiu."
Historical pleasure in Tyrone's words, having become grumpy again, and soon becoming a doorman while he was talking.
"Cuckoo... now I can finish Leviathan and make Junko bark. No, it's not just Junko. I can prove I'm better than all the idiots they call Misaki and Milk Trinity. Wahahahahahaha."
Speaking almost unilaterally, were you satisfied with that, History Joy left the room.
"What the hell...... When I look at him, I have no basis, but I feel like I'm going to fail."
Terrence and Katsuura had the same thoughts about Tyrone's words.