Junko, True and Midori were still in tents erected in the woods a little further away, from the five buildings of Baste, if also dust.
"Is there really a calculation to protect Hot Jiro's facility? Maybe there's a bomb planted all over Baste's building to prevent treachery and destroy evidence."
True to hear Junko's policy and bump into what he's been wondering since yesterday.
"True, you can now think of something that you can't get out of."
"I mean, my brother's idea is getting closer and closer to my sister."
Seeing the truth, Junko laughed as impressed, and Midori had a bitter laugh.
"But well, that's unlikely. It's a pretty eye-catching act to just build a human experiment facility in another country, but if you add up to mass slaughter, you'll be a substitute for retaliation on a boulder."
"It would be a draw in the snow oka, it"
Junko seems confident in the identification of a line that does not exceed, but it is only the idea of Junko, and I doubt that the line drawings in other countries, which were sponsored by Baste if dust is also loaded, will be different again. Even if it isn't, Japan is hostile to spicy countries with no common sense, and I don't think this standard or common sense will make sense.
"It's not my point of view or policy, it's my conclusion after considering it from a virtual enemy point of view. I still do dangerous crossings. There are limits to how much Japan can crush its back against the top, outside, and strong, and the bottom, inside, and weak can be overwhelming and prestigious."
"Because nationality is exactly what it is ~. Hekola on top, freaking out in the outside eyes. Ababa."
Midori laughs when she hears about Junko, but the truth is she didn't feel like laughing. Because the story of Junko and Midori is true, I feel sorry for being Japanese.
"There have been a few examples in the past, and once countries have crossed this line, there have been cases of similar retaliation, or even war, and most countries want to avoid it."
"I see."
After hearing so much about Junko, Truth finally convinced me.
"Heh... instead, wars are breaking out all over the world now."
Now Midori speaks differently.
"The vast majority are in dispute, though. And most of them are developing countries."
And, true.
"And the dispute around it was deliberately caused for the business of 'private oilfielders', and hey.... That's what we're talking about."
Junko adds.
"So, if you also have dust, you have a specific way of suppressing the country that was Baste's sponsor?
True asked.
"Ma, the way it's done is simple. I'm just talking about me negotiating not to give you a hand, and I'm going to give you something to give you, so you'll admit it over there - For example, an unpublished Yukioka-branded weapon."
"Ugh, and now the rulers of our country are angry?
After listening to Junko, Midori bursts into a grumpy mood.
"You'll be angry, but you have no choice, do you? Earlier, String Spiral, you were against my plan."
"Wow, will that happen? I'm very convinced that she looks like some kind of pure sister. Abuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Midori laughs strangely at the blatant answer of Junko.
"I've contributed to so many countries, and I've come friendly, but I've shown a non-cooperative attitude here just because I'm suspicious, so this one has to come with the right attitude. String Spiral, I'm sure you've refused after making predictions that I would do this."
Junko said without heart or sigh.
"You mean there's a lot of thought in the ruler class."
True says.
"I guess that's the thing. Some of the rulers didn't like it originally, and String Spiral has a hard time keeping it down. That's why you dared to give me a no sign. After calculating that I am a rebellious and hostile country."
"Well, my pure sister has turned to the enemy. Do you blame her later?" And then I tried to repair my relationship with my sister. "
He was Midori, who had heard the story of Junko and had seen teases.
"At that time, I wonder if you would like the treatment better, pluck it. It depends on the mood."
In the form of an inheritance of Midori's words, Junko said with a slight laugh.
At that time, Hot Jiro was not in the director's office in the central building, but in building B.
Building B is a place that can be described as Baste's roots if it is also dusty. This is where experiments such as fusion experiments of multiple organisms and even fusion with inorganic objects flourished.
Subjects changed into different creatures, and the building merged halfway into a state where building B itself could be described as a single organism, eventually closing.
Four buildings, other than Building B, were subsequently built. Dust has also replaced a considerable number of early members of Baste, and few now know the truth about Building B.
(Isn't this a dream? Or maybe a trap to ruin)
Projecting the whole body of Junko on the holographic display, with a blurry view, Hot Jiro thinks.
The presence that I've always admired, dreamed of in my head, and dreamed of, and the shock that I finally met with reality, dragged Jiro Hot into my dreams.
(The real thing was... it wasn't like the figure I was drawing in my head. Are you saying it's full of energy? It's not a big deal. But it was unanimous in terms of feeling merciful)
Looking at Junko in the image, Hot Jiro gets stuck.
(But... that's why I'm scared. A guy like me lightly gets what he's always wanted... in a way that's even better than I thought, and that's it? I've always recognized that I had to be unhappy when I was under a star that wasn't even Rokuro since I was born, so... I'm scared. I fear this may be a new ambush of misfortune. I can't help but think that it will push me to happiness, make me expect it, raise my expectations, but I will be brutally pushed down without getting it...)
Conscious of that, Hot Jiro suffers from intense fear. So much so that I shook my whole body to pieces.
A woman walks behind a mountain without a path, grazing.
Even though it was a difficult place for people to walk, the woman was dressed as a Christian nigger - the so-called Sister. The loose long skirt has been caught by the tree branches many times, muddy, and in a more tragic condition on the hem, but women don't care.
Sister can see from the look on his face that he is not Japanese. It's a white woman. But there is a wave of Japanese sword in his hand. It's a white sheath blade.
"This way. Sister."
The door of the subspace opened, and Yukiko came out of it as she spoke. After that, Kwon Tae also comes out.
"Have you finally arrived?"
Towards Lucky Son, the person at the top of Job's reward - Sister chuckles.
"Thank you for your hard work"
"The puffiness. By the way..."
Sister looks suspiciously at Kwon Tae.
"Whoa, back to normal."
Kwon Tae puts his head on, and his appearance shrinks, transforming his face and physique into someone else. And he changed his appearance with someone Sister knew.
"Isn't it Manzo? What do you mean?
Look at Manzo Takayama, one of Yob's rewarding agents, and a sister who rounds his eyes.
"This is the assimilation capability I acquired at that research facility. You can also absorb corpses and copy personality, memory, appearance and physical ability to transform them. Only one person can transform, and if you want to transform into another person, you have to give up what belongs to the person you are copying now, though. In Building T, he was absorbing, transforming and sneaking in this man named Kwon Tai who had died in an experimental rampage. I got the ability to infiltrate conveniently, so I wiped me off the subject list and lived as Kwon Tai."
"Was it? It was tough."
Manzo explains and convinced Sister to wander.
But I've never seen Sister like that before.
Manzo said in a slightly nervous voice. It's called Sister, but I don't usually dress as a monk or anything. It makes a lot of sense for her to look like Sister.
"Was it? It's been a long time since I've dressed like this."
Both Yukiko and Manzo felt an irrepressible struggle emanating from the whole body of Sister who narrowed her eyes.
What Sister means to be a literal Sister is that he comes to the battle for real.