Simon and Murdoch looked at each other in a way that they didn't expect to kill each other. Simon smiles warmly and softly as usual, and Murdoch smiles loosely.
"Is that girl King's original?"
Murdoch turned to Junko.
You've been looking into that?
"Nh... well. That's why I don't care, but do you know the King?
I don't think so.
Simon answers Murdoch's question.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Well... uh... what's that again? It's been a long time since I've been here, but... I'm deeply emotional about everything."
Murdoch puts his hands on his face and speaks in a way that feels like something is stuck in his back teeth.
"I wonder if this is it... I have a hunch. I feel like I'm going to die....."
"If you know what I mean, you can stop, but you can't leave."
To Murdoch, who exhaled a lot, Simon exhaled a little and shook a little.
"Oh, I can't leave. This is the game I started. It's impossible to retreat here. Instead of going on a date, it's like going to the bathroom with a stomach ache when it's a date."
That's a weird analogy.
"Yeah, I thought so myself. Well... it's time to do it."
Murdoch gets it in his pocket. Simon stood halfway.
Murdoch was the first to shoot. One shot like a drawstring.
Simon avoids without pulling out the gun and simply turns his upper body away.
Two more shots, Murdoch. Now, keep your upside-down body forward to avoid Simon.
I said, "I can't afford it. Get out of here."
"Okay, okay. Then don't shoot me.
Encouraged by Murdoch, Simon laughed and basically took his hand in his pocket.
Murdoch fires two shots. Simon takes a gentle step sideways to dodge.
"Hey, I told you not to shoot.
Simon protests with a laugh. Keep your hand in your pocket and don't try to pull it out.
"No, you're making me nervous and you're gonna want to shoot me."
That's what Murdoch will do.
Simon pulled the gun out of his pocket and shot it at the same time as he avoided it.
"Auchi......"
Murdoch distorts his face as much as he can. He was shot in the right chest. Though protected by bullet-proof fibers, it is relieved by pain and shock.
Simon fired two more shots through the gap, but Murdoch avoided it in danger.
Did you lose my arm? Or was there an overwhelming difference with this guy? Well, maybe the latter. I felt it from the time of the confrontation)
Murdoch feels ridiculous. Murdoch was in a state of intense fear as he set out to fight Simon. I remember the hunch of death.
Simon's muzzle is pointing at Murdoch, whose posture has collapsed.
(It's over... lightly...)
It was then that Murdoch was ready.
"Pedrooooo! I'll eat you too!
A loud scream echoes. It belongs to a giant monster transformed into a Vivian.
Murdoch's attention away from Simon. Turning away from Simon, he confronted Vivian and Pedro majestically.
"Hah... Ahhh......"
With a sigh of sigh, Murdoch fired a number of shots. Against the countless branches that stretch from Vivian toward Pedro, not against Simon.
Simon also shoots. Towards the Vivian branch, as if we were helping Murdoch.
Ah?
Murdoch laughs at Simon who helped.
Hmm?
Simon looked at Murdoch with a smile.
"Why..."
Pedro stares at Murdoch, who has helped me twice.
"Ah? You're surprised what I did last time was wasted in front of your eyes. I mean, you're upset, too. What are you doing back here?"
Murdoch turned to Simon when he threw up at Pedro in disgust.
"And what are you going to do, Simon? This one was full of gaps. Did you overlook me in the meantime because I did the charity? You're so sweet."
"What are you talking about, sweetheart?"
After listening to Murdoch's dialogues, Simon smiles with astonishment.
"Well... let's redo the partition."
Murdoch says it's killing him.
"Shouldn't we stop? I know you won't pull in, but you already know the difference in power, right?
"Hmm... can't you win about once every ten times? I feel like I can win. I'll bet on that percentage."
It was Simon speaking quietly, but Murdoch didn't want to retreat.
Okay, let's go.
Murdoch shoots first.
Simon shoots back while avoiding. Murdoch was reading it, so he jumped sideways at the same time he shot him.
Simon's muzzle still matched Murdoch's movements.
"Ugh!
Simon shoots and Murdoch screams.
Simon's bullet was shooting through Murdoch's right hand. The flesh and bones on the back of my hand were pounded and I dropped my gun on impact.
Murdoch still hasn't lost his game and tries to pick up the gun with his left hand.
One more shot, Simon. There was a hole in the center of Murdoch's left hand.
"Hey... don't joke... With such a mean taste... you can't be so pathetic. No, you don't have to show mercy."
Murdoch, kneeling on the ground, stared at Simon trembling and protested.
"Well... how about this...?
Murdoch gets his pants pockets with a bitter face, but laughs forcibly. It was a grenade that was removed.
"Okay."
Simon fires two shots like he gave up.
The bullets both penetrated Murdoch's abdomen.
When Murdoch spits blood out of his mouth, he slowly falls on his back. The grenade rolls off my hand.
"I wanted to recreate that fun time... and have a big war between the two organizations. Sudden and spectacular failure is a good laugh."
"What are you talking about? If I really meant it, I should have survived here and made it happen. Why did you want to die so badly?
"There are so many things... I was tired... But it was the end of the ideal... This is fine. I... That's it. It's a way of dying that suits the way we've lived."
When Simon asks, Murdock answers satisfactorily.
(I think that's fine even when I die. True is different though)
Simon looks down near Murdoch, thinking.
"Hmm... my last favor. Let me have a bourbon."
Hey.
"Well, find it somewhere and bring it."
"I don't like it. It stinks."
Both requests were turned down, and Murdoch's face blurred.
"I don't know... Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Murdoch coughs bitterly as he spits blood.
"Murdoch, are you a good person or a bad person?
Pedro stopped by Murdoch and asked.
"Good people, bad people... What's your definition of a good man?
"Um... compassionate people... people who can help you in times of need?
When Murdoch asked back, Pedro said such an answer. Murdoch sighed and laughed at it with astonishment.
"My definition of a good person... is a race that does a lot of things that are convenient for someone... I mean, occasionally I do things that are convenient for somebody - basically bad guys."
As he answered ironically, Murdoch closed his eyes.
"Well... now that you're falling asleep, please leave me alone... When someone goes to bed... you have to be quiet..."
As the dialog said, Murdoch went to sleep, stopped moving, and stopped talking.