Play with Mad Scientists!

Temporary at night. The face of the sweeping vacation was at Negijo, in the usual playroom. Without trying to sleep as one, they are all silently crushing their time with a face of depression.

Manami and Takuya also went home earlier. It was precisely then that Liu Wei learned that he was dead.

"Normally, you're going to get killed from a weak guy. So," Hmm, he's the weakest of us, "he's laughing. But when you come with us, the heroes, Mutsuki, Liu Wei and I are losing."

Tazawa, who was riding on a billiard platform that no one else would use and was unconstructively wearing Agura Chitti sake, uttered a bright voice on the field.

"That's the way you put it, it's annoying to hear the hero guy want to look above me. Besides, I don't think I lost. Aha."

Mutsuki, who was most depressed, looks up, forcing him to make a smile.

"If you insist, Liu Wei is not fit to fight alone. Teaming up is the only way to get the most out of his poor fuel-efficient pores"

"Sure."

In Kato's words, Chang Man thought of many of the jobs he had done so far in conjunction with Liu Wei.

"As planned, I wish Takuya and I were waiting to get there. If you were Liu Weisa, you could have run away. And yet you fought..."

Manami with a dark face.

"Oh, I think it's that analysis. I don't know if I was in a situation where I had to fight, or if I dared to fight alone."

Kato smiled and said, looking up at the void. With a nostalgic look.

"I wasn't in the mood for a killer. So I refused to let him come to me once."

"Aha, then what kind of temper is it for a killer? Can you say we're right for you?

Mutsuki going into Kato.

"Killer temperament is either a ruthless, callous machine type or a crazy crazy crazy type of person enjoying murder, well don't boil that image. Neither of us are, are we?

That's what Chang Man says and looks over together.

"In my case, I'm splitting it up as a job, and the time outside of that job isn't normal. I think most of them do."

And, Takuya.

"That's the point about how cold you can be at work. Liu Wei is foolish and affectionate. Attractive as a person, but not suitable for this operation."

While I knew that, during Liu Wei's second sale, Kato was also rejected. He was greeted by Liu Wei's enthusiasm as part of a sweeping vacation.

"You don't mind if I screw you with that. He was happy with it, Candlestick."

Reading Kato's thoughts, Tazawa said.

"I think Tazawa-san is close to the Squidward type."

"Oh, that's what I thought too"

Meaningly laughing Chang Man and Manami agreeing to it.

"It doesn't make sense first of all to use what's crazy as a criterion. Life is a game. It's a play, play. When I enjoy my life, I'm the one who falls for Noriya, which means I'm crazy."

Tazawa laughs off.

"Then what about covering me up and putting that life at risk? Isn't that what you have to offer me?

A harmonious moon bears a masochistic grin and asks in a trembling voice. The fact that two of my people died for me is quite enjoyable.

"That's not funny. On the contrary, it's more fun to play with protecting you."

Tazawa returns it so lightly and pours the leftover liquor in the glass at once.

"We're not all just saying it with comfort. This is normal."

And, Manami. For my own sake, there was a history of Zhuoya falling with this world, but now the mood of the Rakuzuki is painfully clear.

"Even now, it is strictly forbidden to go out alone until you finish Makoto Aizawa"

Kato told him in a harsh tone.

"Even tomorrow night, go finish Aizawa on the team. In the form of Takuya and Manami, and another. He seems to be out in plain sight, as if he were going to lure Mutsuki or us out. The encounter itself will be easy."

"You wouldn't mind replacing Liu Wei, but I'll go."

Chang Man comes up with a name.

"Okay, so am I."

Tazawa tried to make a name for herself.

"You will be hard with that injury. Cure it. Plus, there are too many of us. Even Junko and the others will come out."

Lightly controlled by Kato.

"I know. I just said it in Nori."

Tazawa laughed naggingly and poured booze into the glass.

"'Cause you're gonna win"

Manami goes to Mutsuki's side and smiles as she pulls that cheek. The moon smiles like a tickle.

"I'll go play with the three of us again when it's cleared up"

"Let's go to Tokyo Dickland again."

Takuya suggests with a bright look. Manami obviously looks disgusted.

"Haha, what, are you willing to flag death like a hero again and get killed?

"It won't be a death flag. No, I won't let you."

In teasing Mutsuki, Zhuoya said with all her strength.

"I'm looking forward to eating Mutsuki's lunch again."

"Dude, I cook like a good moon. I can't imagine."

Chang Man teases.

"I don't know why you're splitting up, this guy."

Mutsuki pounded Zhuoya's head with a laugh.

Shayyah was gradually feeling nothing. There was nothing left to think about.

If Mutsuki doesn't speak up, he won't answer anything. I have nothing to think about. The time other than when self is diluted and conversing with the Good Moon is even obscured.

On the other hand, the thoughts and consciousness of the Rapprochement Moon have grown stronger, and the Rapprochement Moon always thinks and feels in time other than conversation with Shayyah. To that fact, Mutual Moon had a strong sense of crisis.

What was in Shayyah's heart was infinite despair. The image of a black hole at the bottom was seen in the good moon. The only words I uttered when I was in conversation with the Good Moon were hatred for the world, curse for fate.

And it was a plea full of masochism. He wants me to save myself now. Otherwise, he wants me to destroy everything in this world on my own behalf.

Even though I'm the only one trapped in this room for the rest of my life and treated like this, I can't allow every human being in the outside world to be free and happy. So he asked me to break everything. He used to cry and scream again and again, moaning at the Good Moon.

But now you make yourself laugh full of ridicule and madness and whisper it. It included a mockery of the Good Moon, which could not carry it out, and occasionally, he spit out his hatred against the Good Moon.

When Sharia's consciousness is ambiguous, its memories are repeated and regenerated many times during the Good Moon. It was clearly felt in the Rapprochement Moon that Shayyah's hatred eroded his own heart.

The mother, on the other hand, stopped visiting the room as Shayyah's consciousness became scarce.

Even if you come to the room once in a while, Mutsuki resents you. When you send your gaze, you smile satisfactorily and leave the room immediately. The Moon didn't know what that meant. I don't even know what you're thinking.

There's only one thing I know. Shayyah will no doubt disappear as it is. Shayyah's heart, after entrusting all his hatred to the Moon, can vanish.

Mutsuki wanted to do something to stop it from happening. I've had that feeling all along from the start. Fear and impatience were swirling through the Moon as it was becoming as I had a hunch. I wanted to help Shayyah.

But there is nothing I can do to myself that can exist only in the heart of Shayyah.

(What the hell am I?

Fu, the question according to the brain of the Rakuzuki. I think for the first time of the existence of myself, born and lost in the heart of Shayyah. Inquire: Is it the delusion that the solitude of Shayyah gave birth to? Or is it a multiple personality?

City of the Night - While keeping his back on the city lights to see the flow of people, Chang Man was thinking of a dead childhood tame.

Chang Man was sick of his own shortness of mind and the fact that he would hurt people without being able to contain it. She found out about it and treated me nicely to the winner. I thought she was the sweetest woman in the world.

Why should such a loving girlfriend be in such eyes? Every time I think about it, I get angry. The Goddess of Destiny has distorted sexual roots to make.

One girl is shown the course to ruin, and the winner lays herself on a good moon with a similar history to herself.

The winner took revenge, but could not save his beloved. But Mutsuki continues to have an unfulfilled vengeance. As you are at the bottom of darkness much deeper than you are, you can see it in the eyes of Chang Man.

While in the city on a busy night, Chang Man can't feel the person's garbage. From the time I turned my back on society and walked down the back street, it just seemed like the inhabitants of the front street were living in a completely different dimension while in the same world.

Colorless, transparent, faceless, moving mannequin doll. Biologically, they're classified as human, just like themselves, a flock of sheep. Due to the nature of the sweep vacation, the sensation is extra strong because apparent street dwellers are rarely targeted either.

A bunch of passers-by crossing in front of themselves. Chang Man hasn't seen them. It's in my sight, but I haven't incorporated it into my consciousness. A fierce carnivore should be passing through the scene soon, scattered among sheep. It is my duty to lead the beast to the hunting ground.

Chang Man is aware. Whether you're the weakest on a sweep vacation. But just because you're less combative doesn't mean you're less of a contributor to the organization. Speaking solely of the number of people who have killed the target, the winner is at the top of the sweep vacation.

Because I am aware of my weakness, I often use the means of assassination that is suitable for a killer, avoiding frontal battles as much as I can.

The target arrived, as per the information purchased in advance.

Among the colorless, transparent, faceless mannequins crossing the road, a man with proper color and face enters the view of the winner.

Makoto Aizawa was out tonight last night, already walking outside. You're right about the informant. Chang Man, with a grand foothold, advances into true vision.

True and gaze. That's enough.

Zhang Man is tempered for a moment by the immense and disastrous killing that truly unleashes.

Chang Man quickly swept into the garbage and quickly headed to the forest of the euthanasia general. To where the hero was murdered.

I don't even have to look back and check. I know they're following me. Don't give me a hand here, either.