The night there was a raffle for the Enjoyment Party. Tamamura, a candy store. The usual three and one were gathered to talk about the raffle report.
"Kids at the murder club, they're filming me all they want, and I'm streaming online."
I look at the projected holographic display and say bitterly, the ring makes tea.
"Besides, they're also lying about grabbing it from after. I don't have much to say - it's a big fatty, but, you know, the bunny rabbit is tight. '
Ebony talks with a grumpy voice as she slowly swings her tail to the left and right.
"I turned eight assassins in the murder club, and I failed."
"The footage didn't show you everything about the fight, but are you that strong"
String spirals and Hojo say.
"They didn't try to get the dead out as hard as they could, but the prospect was to disrupt them and make the event disastrous. But the resistance from the opponent was so intense that they couldn't push it off."
"You call it a murder club, but you say you avoid killing people?
A ring that listens to string spirals and makes a decent face while holding a yuzu.
Looks like it.
"From what I've heard, leaders and their groups seem to have good sense, and you can trust them in that respect"
"I'm kidding. I can't grab them if I'm ready for every bite. Even though it's a hiccups to make you do it every time. '
"Hmm. You're a little interested."
String spirals nodded, Hojo made a personal observation, Ebony spoke out of dissatisfaction, and the ring showed interest.
The raffle was a successful success, with a hard day over and Kumi finally returning to her room for a breather. The clock needle points to 10: 30 p.m.
"Hmm... you did your best. each other."
Sleep unconstructively in large letters on the tatami and squeal satisfactorily.
"Right. Two of us alone - so I worked hard. And of course all the faithful."
He switched from Arlaune to host Kumi and said with a satisfying smile on his face. Even with the same smile, subtly different.
"There were plenty of enemies coming, but you seemed to add up and subtract me. Oh, the girl with the fluffy hair named Dawn Yu is totally annoying."
"Me too..."
Kumi, Arlaune, who reinforces her tone of voice, also agrees.
"I echo that kid named Makoto Aizawa told me to believe in me... I can't believe you trust me even though I'm your enemy. I mean, I wonder if that's what this is all about. It's hostile, but it means we're trying not to cross the line. Each other."
"It could be. But you better not be alarmed. I don't know when that addition or subtraction will go away and the real killing will begin"
Arlaune stabs the nail in a serious tone.
"I want to avoid death as much as I can. Previously, I wasn't shaken by people's deaths, etc., but that's also changing. Because you repel, I've learned to resist agitation, too."
"Something... scares me when I'm conscious. I can't believe I'm the one at the center of all this. I'm more of an Arlaune than I am."
"We are symbiotic and it is not an exaggeration to say that we are a community of destiny. Think of it as the fate of each of us. Even if you consider it separate, you are the patriarch of the Order, and it is no exaggeration to say that the Order itself is in the vortex of this paradigm shift."
"Something about me..."
Kumi was in a bad mood to keep up with the scale of Arlaune's story.
"I will do everything in my power to come to what happened in front of me. That's all. I can't even think about what's ahead."
When I look at my equally large self, Kumi becomes pitiful about her eyes because of all the bad parts. I think of a lot of my mistakes.
"It's a good thing you can be properly objective about yourself. We'll have plenty of room soon. Don't worry. You're the host I chose."
"I've heard it many times, but I'm the host... okay?
Kumi anxiously asked Arlaune, who encouraged him.
"I've changed a lot of hosts so far... but you're the most compatible of them all, and you're the strongest. It has a strange impact because of it. It's even changing my mind."
"Intense?"
Kumi gives a surprising voice to Arlaune's expression.
"It's intense. I guess it's a long time since you were a good boy and a recoil lifted from that repression. Even as a patriarch, he moves as he thinks he does. I'm liberating. He's a man in a very intense, energetic, glowing period. Human power like that is amazing. It's actually the first time I've ever parasitized a human like that. So I've been pushed by that power, and it's influenced me a lot to the point of my personality. I can even remember that illusion, as if my heart were being left alone by you. But you know what... I'm not afraid of that at all. Instead of being scared, I want you to leave me alone. He wants to be one, and he feels that much. Sometimes I almost lose sight of even the purpose of my life"
"The search for life and the discovery of the final host?
"That's right. But... the ghost child... is beginning to wonder if the final host is enough. I think Kumi will be the final host. My previous host, Yahiko, and I had a terrible breakup, and that's what broke my heart."
(I mean, that's... that you can stay with me the whole time?
"Yes."
To Kumi, who asks without speaking up, Arlaune answered with a voice.
Kumi's joyful emotions are also transmitted directly to Arlaune. Arlaune was also delighted by the fact that Kumi was pleased with his words, but embarrassed and unable to do so.
Eight people back at the Murder Club headquarters were also checking for footage of the lifetime raffle.
Some of the shooting was taken by life clubs, and some visitors. The video is countless and naturally shows the face of the murder club fighting.
"Ooh, watch this video over here. Look, he's just taking pictures of me doing it. And from a good angle. Look, the scene here and all is great. It's the sensibility of the shooter that's putting my face up right here. The number of plays is growing tremendously. Like, I want to push it a million times."
I look with white eyes at the sworn, sharp and pot hill as the harpoon is shaking. Takuma and Yu are dealing with each other like they smell like trouble.
"The Life Club is growing in popularity. We went to destroy the event and make it less popular. The opposite is true."
Said the guard.
"Because of Yu... why did you imitate me like that..."
"Is it my fault ah? To that extent, huh?
Sharply stared at, Yu leans his little neck.
"Because the scene where the patriarch's clothes were torn is particularly ugly... And then I erased all the clothes from the customers."
And, pot hill.
"What can I say, but there are more h images and videos on the internet, and they're revolting around, right? Then all of a sudden, you look like you're wearing underwear, and I don't think you'll get that much attention."
"I don't get it...... Yu...... From the beginning, Morro and Lucky Sketch are different bellies. That's like a subspecies of lucky sketches. I wasn't willing to take it off or show it to him, but all of a sudden, it's that one, right? Something like a comic book about being made into underwear by supernatural forces because of the harassment of enemy forces has a terrific impact in reality."
"It's not that big of an impact in comics, cartoons or B-grade movies, but it does have a big impact when it's real. Besides, the patriarch was cute, and the reaction was really imminent."
Explain the doubts to Yu, in the name of Kishifu and Ryujiro.
"But some voices suspect that religious groups are based on crop footage. The claim has also been questioned"
Tablemill reported.
"It doesn't mean we're talking about it on SNS, the number of videos played is growing, or equal-backed. Well, what happens next?"
And, Ryujiro.
"I'm tired for now. At first glance, even when it didn't seem like a good result, it could later fall into a good shape. Rest easy without pessimism."
Kettle Hill uttered the words of labor and became the carriage of dissolution.