Marcella took Spica and Tugumi into Kewi, a coffee shop located in Candoville. Candoville itself is a safe zone because it is a designated neutral zone from the back street center.
Before I got here, Marcella also thought about taking Spica hostage again, but I remembered the true words and remembered them. Before that, I'm unlikely to be able to fight Tugumi's strange abilities on my own, and most importantly, I don't want to be hated by Law One.
(Sure, I'm a bitch like shit...... Any outrageous behavior was before breakfast, and I've done a lot of terrible things. But......)
I recall a long time ago, after taking a family hostage and threatening it, killing a rival Mafia executive in front of that family's eyes. At that time, I was laughing naggingly. But now, I feel a lot like what I've done. I can feel myself at that time.
Why are you confused? That's because I'm aware of Law One. Because I am truly aware of the words that have been said.
No, to tell the truth, it wasn't like I didn't have any pain in my conscience then either. As a brutal female executive, she was about to become a bad man so that she could be feared from around her. Looking only at the results of the deeds, it seems that he could have been a bad man, but even his heart seems completely tainted and not corrupted. Otherwise, it won't hurt your true words. But I was there just before that.
(Even I didn't do all this dirty stuff from the beginning. Not when I was a kid...... I haven't been such a shitty bitch since then.)
In Marcella, one girl keeps crying. My old self keeps crying. I'm hurt and crying.
(Ahhh... I'm really pathetic...)
"Uh... any thoughts?
Speak from the spica to Marcella, who never tries to open his mouth across the street, turning that way and conceiving something.
"I was just immersed in self-pity. Adults think a lot more about extras than kids."
Marcella did not gaze at Spica and mocked herself.
"What's your relationship with Ohashi?
Marcella finally gazes and asks Spica.
"Because your mother and Mr. Ohashi were childhood friendly and my house was a neighborhood. I've known it since I was a little girl. I don't have a father, and my mother was a runaway person, so I guess it feels like Mr. Ohashi's free time served as a guardian for a little while. Grandpa and Grandma took care of me, but I'm the mother's parent... and it was appropriate."
Because he was such a mother, and because he grew up in such an environment, Spica became a strong and steadfast man of independence.
"Oh well... You're in a lot of trouble, too. Not as good as I am."
If that's the pattern, Marcella tried to think that it might be faint to worry about Spica becoming a lover to herself, but she also immediately dismisses the idea.
(Man is either Lorikon or Mazakon, and I hear that the killer and the guy who does the doomsday tend to be not only fiction, but also real life, so it's forbidden to be alarmed)
Tighten your mind, Marcella.
"All right, I'll smash it"
"Fine, you don't have to blast it. Marcella likes Ohashi, doesn't she?
Spica leading Marcella and confirming with a hard voice.
"So, I suspected I was too, and this is how I called him in"
Speaking, Spica turns to the neighboring tuna and laughs. Ubby twigs, even in boy mode, are distracted from remembering how uncomfortable they are.
"So, is it just a front announcement? Or blackmail?"
"Just checking… and wondering if you'd be interested"
Marcella replies with a slightly tiny grin, showing her spare time, to Spica, who smiles but asks quickly.
"To be clear, you're not going to be an enemy. Or do you think you can beat me?
Spica looks down at Marcella with her chin on the table and looking up from the bottom, looking as musty as she can think.
"All of a sudden you come out and you're this guy. What is it? Or something, you think? I'm sorry. But don't you even think it's easier to keep things clear like this for each other?
"It's fair, too. Oh, I'm sorry I spoke from the side."
In response to Marcella's words, it was Tugumi who spoke.
"Have you ever liked anyone other than that guy?
"None?
To further Marcella's question, I wondered if I would make fun of the fact that I was experienced anyway, so I was a spica who answered honestly with a muddled face.
"Well, then it's fair in that respect."
But the unexpected words came out of Marcella's mouth, so Spica rounds her eyes. It's colorful from the looks of it, even though it looks like a woman in love.
"But other than that, I think I'm better than you."
Marcella stands up as she says. I said what I wanted to say and I heard what I wanted to hear. I felt so eye-catching from the top that I was gonna give you a break around here today.
"There are places where I win."
Spica tells Marcella to leave.
"Huh? What?"
Marcella stops and looks back.
"Lori Ingredients"
"At least say you're young... I mean, don't say it yourself."
Marcella said back with an unpleasant face to Spica, who stretched her chest and said it away.
Night. Athletic Slime aside.
The oddity of Hiroshi fits in for the most part, but he repeats the same unintelligible remarks.
On the side of Hiroshi, Zhou accompanied him all the time. I couldn't keep my eyes open because I didn't know what to do.
Above all, Zhou didn't want to leave the current eulogy.
"Think of me, you've been sweet on you. Reliance and sweetness, that's the default and I didn't even try to be aware of that fact..."
"Why did you realize that now?
Hirofumi asks with a jitsu eye around talking with a smug face. Facial distortion has already healed.
"It's too natural to be with you... and it's too natural for you to plush my ass... Me, why are you such an idiot? More than twenty years...... something like that? I can't believe I finally realized now..."
Hiroshi decided to listen with a little silence, wondering whether it would be rude to stick around as usual, speaking in a somber tone, as if it were a monologue.
"Why are you following me in the first place?
"I was only talking about when I was a kid, and I was going to take it to the grave... do you talk because this is the time"
To Zhou's inquiry, Hiroshi smiles in the light.
"When I was a kid, when I was being treated like a thief, it was Zhou who helped me"
"Oh, is that it... Huh? So...?
Hearing why Hirofumi spoke, Zhou rounds his eyes.
"Hehe... it may be a small thing for the boss, but it was a big shock for me. It was the moment when the light plunged into me when all the humans in my neighborhood had become like enemies, my friends had seen me terribly, even my family had doubted me, had become isolated and helpless and desperate. You looked like a hero. But...... that hero was a hell of a dodgy kid, and he didn't know what to do when left alone, so I thought I'd have to take care of him on the side the whole time. I feel a little different about giving back. Grace is just the beginning. It happened naturally."
"Right..."
Listen to Hiromoto, a smile spills in Zhou's mouth. Tears also spill. The runny nose also spills.
"No matter how many arms you stand, you're a little, no idea, because you were a very dangerous person. I thought if I stepped into the black society something-- if I let it go, I'd die prematurely. I couldn't shut up and overlook it. I'm not complacent, but I was wondering if I could make you live a little longer or even make you come out."
"Thanks to you, I'm singing an inappropriate position. All thanks to you."
That's what I said. Zhou covers his face.
"Did Junko Yukioka tell you about my low life expectancy?
"Oh...... that was shocking too"
"I was more shocked. It seems to be one of the difficulties, and it's called Prion's disease. It seems that the protein named Prion is deformed by abnormalities and continues to accumulate without being able to degrade and grow in the body."
"Is it like cancer?
"It's not like cancer. Cancer is the growth and metastasis of malignancies. Mine is abnormal protein and its abnormal protein proliferation. If it is short, it will definitely lead to death in a few months, or even two years, and there is no cure. They say one in a million people gets sick. I'm the chosen unlucky man, aren't I? That's what I receive when I am given the last stage. Instead of using people's lives as toys, Junko Suzuoka, the Mad Scientist's invitation to empower me is really good for me right now."
Talk that far, the conversation between the two breaks off, and silence flows for a while.
"From now on... I've had a lot going on with you..."
Open your mouth from around you.
"Until now, when you die, I thought I'd die too... don't make it harder for me to die if I hear that"
"What are you talking about?"
"Because. Me, you took care of that, so I got here, didn't I? Maybe when you're gone... you can't. You're going to die soon."
"Right. But you can live until that death. Enjoy a lonely, short boss life with no brilliant proximity at best"
It was shortly after Hiroshi said so with a smile on his face.
"Boss! The bricks are here! There's also Makoto Aizawa!
Reports come in from my men, and they change their faces.
"I'm here at a good time. I want to be super violent right now, and I don't really feel like losing."
"Me, too."
When the two of them smiled invincibly at each other, they rolled their fighting spirit and left the room.
At this time, Hiroshi had a hunch. When this is the final battle for me.