"Junko seems to be the biggest problem in the first place. Junko is making a scene, and it seems natural for the patriarch to see him as a key figure in Junko's work."
When Junko demanded on the phone that Kumi be removed from the target, String Spiral returned so in a squeaky voice.
At last, Junko received that the demand would not pass. But I'm not even a pure child who pulls it off. I have a card that forcibly screws through the demands.
"Oh well. So, murder clubs, star charcoal sorcerers, police officers, you know we're holding back a lot of these traits, right?
Take him hostage, blackmail him?
"Yeah. I wouldn't be such a bore. Yo. There's no way I can get through that. Well, if I were you, I'd use my hand at remodeling them all to the limit, brainwashing them, and letting them attack all the true rulers of this country. I think it would be interesting to see how many people we can get rid of. String, are you sure you can get rid of them all without a single sacrifice?
Tired, Kumi and Ebony, who were listening to Junko beside them, feel pulled. It's hard to imagine Junko going that far for real, but from the standpoint of string screws, I'd have to drink it if they made such threats.
'I don't think so. Terrible. I think I got it. I'll deal in my own way. "
"If you'll just shut up about what I do, that's fine. It's not convenient for you, 'cause I'm gonna try not to. Come on."
"Ha... seems to have already exceeded its limits"
String screws with big sighs.
"What's wrong with changing the world? Get closer to my ideals, is there something wrong? Whatever happened in the process, we're just talking about adapting, so you guys don't get too loud, and I want you to leave me alone."
(That's a rare and thorny way to say it for Junko)
Hearing Junko speak now, I think he's tired.
"I can't let you do this on your own."
String spirals make a loud voice.
"Besides, I think the next move will definitely be a grim penis. Grim penis won't be able to be contained in the negotiations anymore, and I wonder if you guys could at least keep your eyes open. If you're gonna give me another hand, you're gonna have to be ready for that, right? I see you as enemies more than ever, and I will do my utmost to eliminate you. If you're ready to go to war, you can't help it."
"Tell it all to the ruling class and the back street center..."
He was told in a grumpy voice and the phone was hung up.
"Rarely are string screws puffy"
Ebony says it sounds crazy.
"Now I wonder if we can contain the backstreet hub, the rulers of the country, and the greats. I'm surprised Ebony came to see me in person."
"I was upset, but if I got tired, I would have let it go." Then we can do it. '
In response to Junko's words, Ebony spoke in a good mood and walked away as declared.
"Is Grimm Penis the only person left in the way of this?
Kumi confirms.
"I think so. The rest of the interrupters are the most troublesome."
Junko shrugged her shoulders and spilled a smile.
History Joy was interested in courage and the ability of the ringtones to test the abilities of the two of them day after day.
"Gupi. This is your spirit, even if I make copies of you... No, because of the ability deriving from the influence of the soul, it's not going to work -"
"Were you trying to make something like that? I'm not kidding. Kill them instantly if you make them. He made it, he made it, he made it."
The courage that was being drawn heard the words of History Pleasure and said them with a flashing face.
"Rather than making a clone, I was just wondering if I could make a copy of it just because of my abilities or part of it."
With a slight laugh, Historical Pleasure moves on to collecting the bell tone of blood. The ringtone takes the candy out of his pocket and greeds it, while staring at the needle of the injection as it stabs him.
"Don't look at me like you're gonna eat a needle..."
Historical pleasure touches the fact that the ringtone stares at you every time you inject it.
"Beh, nothing... no..."
Aware of the eyes of courage, the ringtone takes your gaze off.
"I've taken blood and suspicious injections many times since I've been here, but nothing has worked?
Courage asked. I don't doubt they put anything bad in it. If such evil signs are felt in Historical Pleasure, Courage is confident to spot them immediately.
"Gupi, unfortunately, you don't know anything about it at the moment, do you? I don't even know what it means to be chosen by Arlaune."
The fact that it differed greatly from ordinary human beings in body tissue was not seen by courage. It's also in the bell tone we're inspecting.
"That's bigger than yesterday."
Gaze at those behind the lab, courage says.
A man-shaped creature restrained and put to sleep after the two sleeping quarters have been combined. She has blue-white skin with a bumpy texture and looks as if her whole body is full of fat and bloated. I have plenty of meat on my face, and my nose and eyes are invisible buried in bloated fat. I can barely see my mouth. And he's been leaking bitter groans.
"Do you care? That's the Battle Creature I'm making right now."
Historical pleasure makes me laugh slightly again.
"It looks painful"
The bell sounds pounding and squeaking, approaching the battle creature being put to sleep.
"Hey, what are you doing?
History Joy asked, but the ringtone did not answer, touching Battle Creature's skin and stroking it around.
The groaning of Battle Creature stops and sees the ringtone as surprising.
(Something... a tremendous amount of power is pouring into the ringtone. Besides, the condition of the mouse has obviously changed)
I knew it was erasing the pain, and the amplification and flow of power itself seemed a joy in history, but I didn't understand what action it was due to, and what this flow of power was. It doesn't even look like the ringtone is sucking the power out of Battle Creature.
Furthermore, the bell sounds poured the power to dwell in him into Battle Creature.
Battle creature fat shrinks. Rapid combustion turns it into power. And Battle Creature's body changes. The muscles all over the body become enlarged, lightly destroying the restraints and getting up.
"What have you done, S.?
"Uh... it looks painful, so I turned the pain into energy for you"
When Shi Yuan asked, the ringtone answered lightly and took the candy out of his pocket again.
"What?"
"Pain is energy, too. You get energy from pain, you get pain from energy."
"No, it didn't say he was capable of that."
"Historical pleasure said things like we all hide our abilities and don't have to write about them."
"Oh......"
Pointed out by the ringtone, Historical Pleasure puts a blushing head on.
The blue-white skin remained intact, but Battle Creature, who looked like a macho giant with a full body of mukimuki, rose and saw the ringtone of the bell. Intelligence is scarce, but I still seem to understand that the ringtone helped me.
"I thought I was going to adjust for the lack of power, but I think I've finished the ringtone. Wow, this is... Guppy. Hey, Bell Tone, stay here and help me with my research. That way, my research will be incredibly successful."
"The ringtone is my servant. If you ask me, ask me."
Courage breaks into the historical pleasure of sending a hot gaze to the bell noise to demand.
"A good old servant... Well, then, Courage, I want you to stay here at the bell tone and let me help you."
"It depends on the terms. Besides, being here all the time is troublesome for boulders. As much as you can."
"On condition of what?
"I want this organization called Grimm Penis to be mine. No, it's mine now."
The historic pleasure of the boulders also ceased on the terms spoken by courage.
"Like a political horse, we're gathering paranormal abilities, aren't we? Convenient. It's the kind of organization I have for me. There was some resistance to relying on the organization of the political horses, and I want this place to be mine. They're all my servants, too. No, you should be, but I can't forgive you for not being right now. So work together to make that happen."
(Like right now? To your organization now?
I was concerned about the dialogue. That is what courage speaks of, like Grimm Penis, an organization that brings together those with extraordinary powers, like there are others.
"Are you the kind of person who doesn't mind if everything in this world doesn't work out the way you want it to?
"Oh, yeah"
Courage smiled and nodded at the inquiry of History Pleasure.
"Everything in this world should be mine. I'm the ruler of the world, the protagonist of the story, and from the time I was born, everything must be as it should be. Things that I wanted have to be in my hands the moment I thought they were. Yet it is not. That's very strange. I want this grim penis now. I want every organization."
"Gupiu, can you tell me that? Maybe I can tell Van Damme.
"You can tell me. Nothing. I'm not thinking about killing Van Damme and taking over. Van Damme is just happy to give it to me."
"Hmm..."
In common sense, and listening only to dialogue, I'm going to laugh at him for being a crazy guy. But when I look into those eyes of courage, when I look at the expression I speak with certainty, Historical pleasure feels something I can't get rid of as just a fiercely presumptuous fool.
Similar arrogant shore discomfort to what I have already said is that historical pleasures also go hand in hand. Historical pleasure is also the type I feel sorry for if everything doesn't go the way I want it to. I think I should get everything I want and be the type I don't doubt. And at the same time, Historical Pleasure even thought of a certain person.
"Fate serves me that way. When I greed, it will always be mine. But if I don't do anything, it'll be late. The sooner we act, the sooner."
"You, I like you a little bit. Sort of reminiscent of Harry."
Historical pleasure spreads an invincible grin.
"You look just like me, too. Guppy, I feel like we might collide with each other one day, but you can give me as much help as you can until that collision."
"That's a bargain. That's why the ringtone, if possible, help him."
"Yeah, okay"
Courage turned to the ringtone with a smile on his face, and the ringtone nodded happily.
The life expectancy party bashing in the world is nothing. On that day and with dust, in Baste, work was being done to empower those who came to the raffle of the Enjoyment Society.
"I'm free. Why are you free?
In front of Hot Jiro and Shirley, Magic Girl Hotsumi asks dissatisfied.
"Because there is a difficulty in empowering the scallops..."
Bitter smiling Hot Jiro. Hotsumi has many people who can take in at once, but at the time of the condition that she would be abandoned for three months, there were very few who tried to gain strength from her. When that condition was given in advance, most humans showed difficulty.
"The scallops themselves have tremendous power. After all, the conditions that keep me from moving of my own free will for three months are pulling my legs. Don't worry about your work, your studies, your surroundings."
"Only people who don't care about their families or their jobs can drink those terms."
Listen to Jiro Hot, and Shirley is convinced too.
"Unlike Arlaune, it is possible without agreement, so if you are forced to take it in, you can mass-produce the owner of the supernatural power with a high pitch."
"We have to agree. You weren't listening to me right now?
Listen to what the scallops have to say, Shirley.
"Nevertheless... Luca and the others never come back. The princess, the mud village and the monks won't answer the phone."
After muttering, Jiro Feng became annoyed.
"No way......"
In order to be able to reward him for that, Hot Jiro called Junko.