Evil tiga is neither evil nor tiga

Kirisaki asked Arisugawa a question back, and after a few seconds, the young female reporter spoke:

"Because then they will have a stronger, more logical sense of superiority than others."

As the saying before - 'The fastest way to seek superiority is to demean others'

"bingo."

Kirisaki nodded. The most interesting thing here is that although he is not seeking a sense of superiority, in fact, his rhetoric will not be understood as "accusing and belittling others from the commanding heights of morality"

So, it turned into a dispute.

'If you want world peace, the easiest way is to let all life disappear. '

It would be nice for everyone to die, and hold hands together to become nothingness without disputes and pain.

"..."

"..."

'Well, what's next? '

Kirisaki is still very concerned about the situation. Although he wants to grab Arisukawa's long-term meal ticket, he can't help but shake the other party's heart.

There's no particular reason, it's fun, I can't help it, it's as simple as that.

On the coffee table in the living room, the numbers on the electronic clock beat every now and then.

When it beat for the third time, Arisukawa suddenly stood up.

"It doesn't matter, what other people think is other people's business."

This was expressed in the boy's words yesterday - reporters are all inhuman vampires.

Absolutely not, let me prove it.

"Do you want to act?"

Kirisaki raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, there are still many people who are paying attention to this matter, waiting for the truth, and waiting for the mastermind behind the scenes to be brought to justice. If this matter does not go away, those sympathies for the dead will really go to waste, and those who use the dead to attack Those who are alive will laugh more happily."

Then the next time something happens, they'll come out and say how 'smart' they are

"Human sympathy is definitely not meaningless. If expressing sympathy is not allowed, the world will really be over."

Arisugawa made the conclusion arbitrarily, and Kirisaki did not refute it.

Because that sentence does have a certain path, what would a race be without compassion, without empathy?

Not even a beast.

Although human emotions are something that can be easily used, it is precisely because of various emotions that this cold universe becomes slightly warmer.

'Hmm... I accidentally sighed like an old man again. '

Kirisaki laughed at himself, and the memories of the past came back unconsciously.

Chapter 87

The hanging sun has not yet turned orange. Schools in Japan have a very short lunch break, and the class time in the afternoon is naturally advanced, so the school dismisses earlier.

It is because of this that students have time to participate in club activities.

It's just that club activities are not mandatory, those who are interested will participate, and those who are not interested will naturally become members of the "Homecoming Club".

For example, in Chancheng, she has always been a member of the Homecoming Department.

Beside her, Nangong walked with her.

"How are you getting along with Sato?"

According to Nangong's subjective judgment, the girl Sato Qiong has no bad intentions, but there are cases where she does bad things with good intentions.

For this concern, Chancheng's expression is neither good nor bad.

"Be led to run, probably."

That is to say, she was passively led by the other party to run around, going to the underground shopping mall for a while, and shopping in some shopping malls for a while.

Are you happy or unhappy?

Regardless of this matter for the time being, at least the room in her house has become less empty.

As before, Chancheng doesn't worry about money, especially Joan.

Under the leadership of the other party, she bought a lot of things without knowing it.

The memories in his mind changed the expression on his face, and Nangong noticed this.

'It seems to be all right. '

In his mind is a sigh of relief, Uniq thinks this result should be good.

Even if we can't live together now, we will accept each other when our relationship gets better.

Even if you can't accept each other, it's a good thing to have a good relationship.

Nangong didn't speak, and Chancheng, who left from the short memory, was suddenly a little embarrassed. Isn't it quite embarrassing to only talk about his own affairs?

"How do you compare to me?"

"I?"

What else could it be?

"It's about teaching and other things. After all, Teacher Uniform's social circle should be different from yours, right?"

Originally, it was just to find a topic, but as soon as he said it, Chancheng suddenly became curious.

Yeah, what does this dual personality situation turn out to be like.

Of course, what she doesn't know is that this so-called 'dual personality' has considerable overlap in social circles.

Nangong thought for a while.

"Barely enough?"

At least he hasn't had any problems so far, and it's great that the ring on his middle finger is fake.

How embarrassing it would be otherwise.

The two were walking on the street together, and at this moment, the chaos ahead caught their attention.

"what's the situation?"

People crowded together, as if someone was blocking the way there.

Not only that, but people seemed to be watching the excitement and talking about it.

In Chancheng's ears, there were only noisy voices intertwined, but Nangong was different.

He pays attention and listens with more than just his ears.

"Takahashi, what do you think about this matter?"

"Takahashi, did your sister tell you anything?"

"Takahashi, you—"

The words kept approaching the person in the center, and the surname 'Gaoqiao' was very familiar to Nangong.

One is the 'Takahashi Maple' that has been making a lot of noise recently

another......

Thinking of this, he stepped forward directly.

"Ah, wait!"

Chancheng hurriedly followed, this human wall is difficult to cross, at least generally speaking.

Suddenly, there was a wonderful soft force from the center of the crowd. Although it was curved, it was a path.

Nangong squeezed forward from here, reaching the front of the crowd.

Cameras, lenses, aimed at the same people.

Takuya Takahashi, a male student in the class, has the same surname as Kaede Takahashi.

However, the surname Takahashi itself is not a rare surname, so Nangong never thought about it.

People, people, people, all are people, Takahashi Takuya clenched his fists.

Why are these people around him unwilling to let him go?

Compared with him, isn't there more people who can be interviewed?

Why do you want to pester him here?

How do you know he's here?

In fact, the reason is very simple. Last night, Yuxi Chuan was not the only reporter stationed there. In the noodle shop, other reporters heard his roar when he lost control of his emotions.

So it turns out, Takahashi Feng's younger brother, this is the breakthrough point.

The brokerage company wanted to suppress the matter, so naturally they would not tell Gao Qiaofeng's family members.

But now, they already know about it.

So, it came here efficiently.

There was no gap, no space in front of Takuya's eyes, voices were constantly coming from all directions, and the densely packed positions formed a human wall, as if even the air was blocked.

Want to go out, can't go out, breathing becomes difficult.

"Enough, I've already called the police."

Suddenly, someone's voice was heard. There was no threatening tone in the threatening words, just calm.

But this calm voice could be heard by everyone, including Takuya, he felt inexplicably familiar.

The reporters looked over there, the woman put down her phone, and before the reporters could react, they were suddenly squeezed away.

The light blocked by the human wall came along with that person, and Takuya was grabbed by the wrist.

Immediately afterwards, the body was also driven together.

The boy was taken away, and the girl who was watching was stunned, and hurriedly followed.

The action is very fast, and there is no intention to engage in any arguments and accusations.

Some of the reporters chased after him, but some were not discouraged. Anyway, they already knew the boy's school.

Afterwards, either quickly or slowly, they realized that the camera that took the photo did not respond, and the internal data card was crushed by an invisible force.

After 10 minutes, the three of them turned around before stopping.

Compared with thanking and talking, the first thing Takuya and Chancheng had to do was to take a breath.

Too, too able to run, whether it is those reporters or this teacher.

"Then, are all those people paparazzi?"

Chancheng made a sound while calming down her breathing. She felt that her physical strength should be on the average line, but those reporters were just talking nonsense. Could it be that one or two are all scuds?

If they didn't know whether they fell with their left foot or their right foot or what happened, they might not be able to run away.

"call......"

Nangong also calmed down the heartbeat that seemed to be constantly vibrating in his ears.

'Tired? '

Even though Uniform asked this question, he was still a little complacent that the physical strength he exercised at the beginning has not completely disappeared.

'Well, tired. '

Nangong has experienced exhaustion for a long time, this kind of 'exhaustion' is different from the exhaustion he feels most of the time.

As an Ultraman, exhaustion means that the whole body is heavy, and the consciousness becomes blurred.

As a human being, exhaustion is a signal from the body, and the consciousness is still clear, but already feels tired.

Surprisingly, it doesn't feel bad.

Nangong glanced around, what place did he come to after turning around?