"I just got the info. Thirty minutes ago, a life club was attacked by a Grimm penis gesture."
At the Behind Street Section of the Euthanasia Police Department, Umezu reports in front of Kurodo, Kaori and Mitsuo Man.
"The Patriarch is dead. Even though there are pure children and true children..."
"Grimm penis and Junko Yukioka, I thought it was on Yukioka's side to win, but this is an unexpected result."
I got word from Umezu, Kaori said.
"It wouldn't have been entirely decided yet. The Enjoyment Party is only one of Junko's cards. But that child of the Patriarch is dead... You were a good boy."
Pray for blessings while Kurodo says.
"Dead guys lose."
"That's not true. Yikes. Some people die and leave something behind. It's not about winning or losing."
Mitsuo insists with a powerful voice on the scented seedlings throwing up with a nihil look.
"You're still young. A lot of flushing, stepping into Yabe space, hooking up to depth like this. It's pathetic, but you deserve it."
"It's so common in this world to rot."
Kaori turns a shimmering gaze to Umezu, who speaks of sympathy for Kumi.
"But you can have sympathy. We're just lucky to be alive."
Umezu lights a cigarette.
"Wouldn't there be an order coming next to the euthanasia police station to go with the total lead?
And, Kurodo.
"It won't. This one's failed once you put it in, too, and there's enough threats coming up there. The police won't use it because they believe it risks causing a decline in police power and prestige. Van Damme has told me many times that the police are incompetent, but that's a message to the police not to squeal out. If you move the police in this situation, you don't know what they're gonna say or do."
"I see. You mean I'd rather leave it to Van Damme than the police to put prestige on it until it's sacrificed."
Hearing about Umezu, Kurodo was convinced to throw up sarcastically.
"Now that the Order of Life has lost its Patriarch, Van Damme is a victor. Ashiya seems to think Junko hasn't given up yet, but I think I'm going to leave here. Instead of scratching your feet here, cut a precinct and put yourself back on your feet."
Umezu mentioned her thoughts, but she realized the next day that it was a mistake.
From day to day, the Grimm Penisville is filled with extraordinary abilities, outsiders, etc. There may be exchanges between those in the paranormal realm, and they may be tested for historical pleasure, but the best meaning of their stay in the building is to protect the building. For this reason, they are given a waiting room.
Back in Grim Penisville, Luca, Mud Village and Princess looked unfloated in the given room.
Shibo's dead, too.
The princess opens her mouth with a vain look.
"Right...... He was the oldest of us, and he couldn't help it when it was going to be a fight, and he gave us better advice, and just being together soothed the place, or he was a big one."
A muddy village that speaks with a somber face.
"It was as if he regretted the death of Asahi Shibao. I was moaning. The only thing that always seemed to spare me was the pose, I'm sure. The truth is, delicate people? Is there a lot of bad things going on, and you've come to this side? If you can make chocolate and you're just happy, there's something sad going on that you can't be."
It stinks a lot and Luca doesn't interfere too much with others, but she looks closely at others. The princess, the mud village, the dead Shibao and Zongji knew that.
"Isn't that what all the guys at the homicide club do that come backstreet? And the people who came to the raffle for the Life Club."
"Junko feeds such lonely people. And Van Damme. Honestly, I don't care about either of them. It's funny how they always hire you to do that."
Princess and Mumura say.
"I mean, it looks like the guy who uses it and the guy who uses it, and he actually just uses it. Isn't it better than society at large for not being tied up? It's much better than living tied up in gold, status, position, risk or life."
The princess laughed off remembering all sorts of things before joining the murder club.
"Happy now. I don't want to die, but I have no regrets whenever I die. But... Shibaku-san seems different."
"Right..."
"Mr. Ashin Shibao's virtual phone, I pulled it out of his body. Want to steal a look?
In front of a depressing princess and mud village, Luca lets you try wearing a ring-shaped virtual phone.
"Not a bad hobby, huh?
A muddy village.
"What do you think? Is there something you don't want me to know, or is there a sign you want someone to know"
"Whatever you think, it's the former. No...... in Luca's case, is that the latter?
"If you want to see it, Luca, look at it alone. I don't like it."
"Oh well. When they say that, I resist. Oh... something suddenly got very troublesome. If you want to see it, do it if you feel like it."
Luca pocketed Shibao's virtual phone because she was dressed as rejected by Mumura and the two princesses.
Historical pleasure had an extraordinary interest in two things: courage and bell tone. They both have the ability to fall out of the Zuba. Where the hell did you get that power? Is it native, or is it acquired? I want to know from there.
"I'm intrigued. Tell me the root of your abilities." Gupiu. "
"Why do I have to teach you so much?"
Even when History Joy asked, courage just took a loud attitude and didn't try to teach.
"I'm interested, too. Your abilities are quite peculiar."
Lily, who visited the lab Lab of Historical Pleasure, also pays attention to courage and bell tones.
"I think I was born. There was a big ghost all the way in my head. I'm starting to be able to get that thing out. It overlaps with my mind. You do what I want."
Courage speaks quietly.
"Not that you're manipulating ghosts, but that ghosts are moving freely and as separate individuals?
"I told you it overlapped with my heart. Well, mostly they do what I want."
Courage answers the question of historical pleasure. Hearing that, Historical Pleasure thinks arm in arm.
"It's just not uncommon to have the power to materialize an image. But... the ability to let out the image's inhabitants themselves... That's very rare."
"I don't know one difference right now,"
Listening to Historical Pleasure's words, Lily was remembering tiredness. Tired can bring what is painted into reality, or drag others into the painting. I have gained the art of using pictures as a medium to embody images.
"Simply put, if it's equipped with spirit and soul - Gupi, this is my idea."
When I hear the words Historical Pleasure has spoken, Lily's eyes sharpen.
"The world that exists in my head. Thanks to it becoming too strong, the inhabitants in their heads also have a mind and a free will. That's not like there's no example at all. In recent stories, there must have been cases where Junko was involved in some school. Mad Scientist Union reports."
The ability to do the temporary materialization of the image has also been seen many times before by Lily. But I've never heard of a mind dwelling in that image, or a story that becomes completely permanent and ends.
(Temporary image embodying is to such an extent that it has given power to illusions or that power has taken the form of illusions. Yes, it's temporary, isn't it? Interpretation is a flash of illusion. But the case where Junko was involved in some school or the one that lives in the courage that's in front of him right now... is completely different than that. It equals making something produced in your head completely real...... The ghost of courage has a certain soul spirit. But what do you mean your mind's overlapping? It doesn't look like you have two souls. The ghost soul, equals, the soul of courage. I don't know, but it's riddled with mysteries. intriguing)
By persistently examining courage, I only consider the possibility that the mystery can be solved, and the feelings of historical pleasure rise. Historical pleasure was floating when I felt like I had acquired a tremendous treasure.