Play with Mad Scientists!

At dawn of the night, ten nights and a shake were watching TV while picking up breakfast at the lab. True and Junko, and that blonde boy in japanese clothes called silent tiredness, are also on the same table.

I noticed that I was back at the Snow Oka Institute for ten nights. I remember it to the point where it got bitter and I threw up blood and fell.

According to the story of Junko, it is because the burden on the body has not been adjusted well, but the fact that he vomits blood reflexes with only two prowl moves makes him quite anxious because of the considerable lack of adjustment.

"Ten nights, are you sure you're okay?

Ever since we met face to face, I hear a shake watching ten nights with a much more worrying look.

"Yeah. I'm totally recovered."

The words of the Ten Nights are not lies. When I woke up, I woke up comfortable, and I still have no problems with my health.

"Yeah. If it's true, it was where I was dead then, but I managed to stretch it by about three more days, so it's okay now. Ten nights, three more days of your life to make sense."

The movements of the three boys, who were eating, solidified at the same time to Junko, who told him so with an uncontrolled smile. Only tiredness keeps eating silently, without any particular concern.

Truth quickly releases itself from its rigidity, stands up, and silently pulls out the gun.

"No, no, no, I'm just kidding."

"It doesn't sound like a joke at all when you say it."

To Junko, who waves one hand with a smile, the truth throws up and sits back nostalgic for the gun.

Junko said it was a joke, but I suspected that Junko's words were really a joke at ten nights. Somehow, seriously, jokes, sanity and madness are the kind of people that always mix.

"So, seriously, I haven't found a serious defect in your body for ten nights. Hi, I can't control my powers. Come on, it looks like there's a chance that I'm gonna run over the limit."

"No... didn't you tweak that for me?

Ten nights asks terribly.

"To some extent. But it's not complete, is it? If you don't control that well for ten nights on your own, you will fall again under heavy strain on your body, and if you do poorly, you will die, so I wonder if you want me to be careful. For once, I was going to mess with this and try to get a limiter on it, but that limiter isn't going to come off easily either. There are also depressing medicines that can be successfully controlled, but the medicines have strong side effects, so there are depressing medicines that suppress those side effects, but there are other side effects on the medicines, so there are medicines that suppress them, too."

"Isn't that a complete death flag? Ten nights. I'd rather not use that power anymore."

A shake pinched my mouth in the middle of Junko's story.

"I don't care if you tell me not to use it, if I'm going to live in the back streets in the future, it's going to be with this power of mine, right?

Ten nights surprise me when I see a rare, terribly grumpy shake.

"No, that's fine. I don't need it. I just need to work really hard to be strong. Even I paid my debts, so I'm not in a hurry. I knew ten nights was different. unacceptable."

Ten nights of annoying shaking.

"It was for shaking that I came here and became an experimental bench. And yet you have no way of saying that. If you're jealous, you can do the same."

After saying so in a mucky way, I remember ten nights in my childish words.

"I'm not jealous. From my point of view, no. I can't admit it."

"Why not? I didn't want you to just take risks, so I made up my mind."

Think of it, the shake was negative to the decision of ten nights from the beginning, and I won't try to change my attitude harder afterwards. That was incomprehensible at ten nights, and I was dissatisfied.

"You have sights. Sounds like the same idea I have."

The true words uttered toward the shaker greased the wrath of the ten nights.

"I hate people who honestly think about acquiring the power of alien powers without any effort. They come here all the time. Well, there are guys like you who are cornered and have to, and I don't blame them for that pattern."

At the end of the words that went on further, true to follow towards the ten nights. I think you seem to understand, and even ten nights a little anger subsides.

"Hasn't Senior Aizawa been remodeled or something?

The shake looks at the true one and asks.

"True you have the same idea as shaking you, don't you? Even after I started living here, he said I couldn't admit anything but the power I tried to gain. Come on, I gave you combat training, torture training, torture training, torture training. In time, we have mercenary experience in conflict zones."

"Is torture training so important..."

To Junko, who looks like she's having fun, a shake that sticks in her smiley face.

"That was awesome. Somehow you get your body splattered, your nerves, your muscles, your bones, your blood vessels, your guts exposed, your exposed nerves, your bone sections and your gut organs stabbed with a needle, you get rubbed with paper or a rub, you get beaten with a hammer, you get electric flush, you get bruised with fire, you get rubbed with glass fragments, you get decopined, you get weird fluids -"

"Hey seniors, stop with about that. I don't have to say any more. Just asking makes me sick."

Control the truth, which speaks lightly of torture training content, with shaking dying shapes.

From ten nights onwards, it was incredible to say that the truth did not have the power of alienation nor was it modified. No matter how we look at it, we can't explain how old we are. I should be in my late teens.

"Well, if you have no choice but to disagree, understand a little of what it's like to be ten nights old."

True to shake.

Shortly thereafter...

"Here's the next news. Last night, the body of four members of a family was found in a home in Euthanasia City and police determined it was a homicide. The damages were suffered by Mr. Mitsuka Yunzuka, Yunzuka Yukiko...... '

The shake froze on the content of the news flowing from the TV and I watched the shake in surprise for ten nights.

A rare surname such as Yunzuka. And the same euthanasia city. And for a moment a stiff shake is watching TV with a masochistic grin.

"He was seen dead four days ago."

It was three days ago that the shaking prompted him to fall into the back street at ten nights and visit the Snowoka Institute. There is one answer that can be derived from that as well. But something strange happened. I couldn't touch the shaking at all on the news and it ended.

We've been dating for years, but I've never been to a shaky house for ten nights. I've never even heard of the family. I didn't tell you anything because I'm such a family myself. Because we didn't try to touch each other, I was wondering if the wobbly families would have problems, too.

"Were you family by any chance? Who did you kill?"

True said with a gaze of pity in his shake. From that mouthful, it sounded like ten nights of ears, as if the wobble had already spotted you killing someone.

"Oh, yeah. I did it. They deserve to die. Those guys that existed just to make me suffer. If you don't like me, deny me, slap me, scold me, slap me, hunt me down, discriminate against me, ignore me, scold me... die and deserve it..."

Smile and talk shake. But the grin is not the usual. Hatred and madness were clinging. Ten nights is the first time I've seen such a shaky face.

Ten nights were shaking slightly, remembering the feeling of the fingertips getting cold, in a shaky shape as if possessed by some obnoxious demon. It's not fear. It's not even pity. The emotions that boil in the ten nights were empathy and anger.

"But I'm not gonna get caught, am I? I owed 50 million dollars to get rid of my family registration. Not only to get rid of the family registry, but also to get rid of my existence from every record I can and arrange not to be caught by the police. Seniors and Junko will know, but in the back street, there's an organization that can get rid of the crimes committed on the street. But I can only do this once. I was warned by the police that if I killed someone on the street indiscriminately in the future, I might be able to keep an eye on them, both from the back streets."

Residents in the back streets are bound by many codes. Regardless of the extent to which the residents on the back street kill each other, it is useful to kill the residents on the front street too blindly. Other crimes, of course.

"They also persisted in asking me about the circumstances of my murder. If it was a crime I didn't think the boss of the organization would like, no matter how much money they put on me, they told me I wouldn't take the cover-up"

I can hear that the shaking would have received considerable manipulation from the family. Ten nights didn't want to know exactly what that was. The shaking pain was going to come down as my own, and I was scared.

"I had a sister. But when I was little, I ran away. It's only natural for me to leave such a house. So, if you were watching Backstreet related online, you'd know that your sister would have been a backstreet resident. Then I've always admired the back streets. Of course, Senior Aizawa's influence is stronger."

That's it, shaking looks at the ten nights.

"Hey... ten nights... Do you despise me?

Ten nights I was amazed at the shaking face that was about to cry, which I had never shown again. At the same time, he was attacked by the feeling that his chest could be tightened.

"Did I do something wrong? I'm not guilty at all. It's only natural for them to be killed, right? What's wrong with killing those guys? Kill me. What... is wrong?

(Then why are you crying like that?)

Ten nights I thought so, but I couldn't speak.

"I knew it. Ten nights is just like me. Ten nights in a terrible house... I've known for a long time. I'm not the only one who knows, am I? I thought I was born ten nights and pulled a hassle. But can't you think like this? Thanks to you, the rest of my life will be a hit. I chose a choice other than mediocre life because I pulled the hassle first."

Ten nights I felt compelled to be a pathetic prick, but I can't speak of that either.

(And shaking... invited me to be the best, no, only base of mind for shaking)

That's all I thought about, and ten nights I laid back and ate my teeth. An unspoken emotion swirls, tears overflowing, before a shake that seemed like a crying face.

"Then I won't let go of the power that Junko gave me."

Ten nights in a powerful tone with a nagging.

"In order for us to live together. You need any kind of power."

I get ten nights of words, and I also try to learn to shake at ten nights and get sick. With a nagging detachment, tears fell from his eyes to the floor.

Junko and True kept eating off their gaze as they silently listened to the two exchanges. Ten nights of thanking you for distracting me, and at the same time embarrassing me.

(I won't let you carry the business just by shaking it. I need to be the same)

Next door I felt the shaking pushing my voice to death and crying, and the ten nights were determined.

(It is also my settlement. I need to liquidate the lottery off the start of my life)

Both True and Junko realized that the intent to kill had been released since the 10th night, but they still didn't try to touch each other and kept eating silently.