Here is Blue Justice!

I was in the organization's understatement the night I had a soft cream with Ren and met an old man named Ginkawa and his granddaughter. It's your job. Besides, it's been a long time.

"Oh, you're okay with moving now."

"I would have liked to have taken more time off."

He was injured and two numbered men who had left the front returned. With Esmerald numbers, back to normal today. No, good. Good.

For that reason, it's your job. Tonight, I'm supposed to help a Phantom who belongs to the Esmerald Squad. When I heard it was an easy job, it seemed easy with the numbers in the understatement. I'm comfortable with that, too, and I'm doing it right.

I want to believe it's some kind of mistake.

We raided a tropical fish store and got into the car with a plastic bag or bucket full of merchandise sakanas. So I ran into a hero. I mean, it's just relative now. I didn't know what that meant. Isn't it too soon to sniff it, dude?

"... what do we do?

You know what?

The numbers were aligned behind the penguin-shaped Phantom. He also said he was hiding. Oh, shit. Only on the day I work with a Phantom I don't rely on so much, here's the deal. What's a penguin? You mascot. Goddamn it, Peppa. You're walking and you're messed up.

You guys stay back.

"Ha, yes!

But Penguin's voice was sinister to death. Low, heavy, thick, slightly dandy.

"I have enough on my own."

Penguin-shaped Phantom comes forward. The hero who was confronted with him took a step back.

The hero who attacked us dressed like a plank, his hair, his muscles, he's an old man with corners somewhere. It was like that, as if I'd just gotten out of the cooking area.

"Can you beat me with that blade?

"Yarrow licking!

The board hero jumps. The Penguin Phantom avoided his attack and slammed his fist (whoops or feathers) into the dovetail. A falling hero. Quickly, a Phantom jumps up. He kicked in the jaw with his right leg, in the chest with his left leg, and released a (d) continuous kick in the air. The hero blows wide rearward, then, falls asleep on the road.

"You should brush your arms by the next time you see them"

A penguin that turns its back. Ya, yabe, cool.

But why tropical fish? With that in mind in the car on the way home, the penguin-shaped Phantom still answered my question with a dandy voice.

"Master Esmerald wants to eat."

"... Huh?

No way, take this?

"He wants to tempurate the goodies.... Tropical fish is something you love with your eyes. It's good I brought it back, but I want to convince him somehow."

It is a terrible appetite. As good as eating this kind of tropical fish, it was still better to be told to bring sharks from the aquarium. What a sad tropical fish.

It makes it harder to see the colorful fish, and I look into the window. And there was a girl on the edge of her sight. Like, I felt it. From between Bill and Bill, he's got a peek in his face. Like, I saw it. Like I've seen it somewhere.

"Hey, didn't you see the girl now"

When asked with other numbers,

"Hallucinations."

"Oh, come on. 'Cause we're lightly traumatized."

"What if I get attacked again?"

"Die, Loricon."

"Are you accumulating, porn bastard?"

............... I'll kill you.

Second, it reminds me of you. Short silver hair, jersey, skirt.... I knew you were there earlier, right? What were you doing in the middle of the night like this? Or was it, after all, my mistake, my mistake?

I dreamed of being swarmed by tropical fish.

When I woke up feeling unhappy, I got an incoming call to my phone. When I checked, the president texted me. I feel bad about sleeping or waking up. Wouldn't that suck?

"You look weird, brother, don't you?

It's a call-in email to "Right" Colors. Come and show your face to the company by noon. Is it work again? I don't want to go.

But I also didn't like to ignore it and get pissed off later. After breakfast, I'll leave Len and I'll head to Colors. On the way, I saw that soft cream shop car. Apparently, he was safe. The car headed for the park with the fountain, so somehow, I stretched my legs that way, too.

Still before noon, and on weekdays. There are very few people in the park. I discovered you sitting on the edge of the fountain when I wanted to go to the office licking it even with soft cream. She wears a green jersey and a skirt. That's how you stare at a point.

Yeah. Shall I ask you about last night? Remember, I'm walking towards the fountain. Did you admit what I was like, staring at me... or staring at me? Yeah, don't be frightened, me.

"What are you looking at?

"It's you." You weren't mean.

... You don't have to go to school or anything, all I could think of was those words, and I regretted talking to you. Or so I say. In the middle of nowhere.

"It's you. Hey, I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay."

Naoto is looking up at this one silently.

"Well, what can I do for you?

I'm not interested even if there was one. When people ask me like that, I don't know. Well.

"Well, last night, I felt like I saw you."

"Me?

"Yes. Were you walking out at night?

"No, I hate nights."

Oh, really? Then who was it you saw last night?

"Maybe you have twins or something?

"Know what? You're disgusting."

Nanaka takes her gaze off me and looks at the soft cream moving sales car.

"You want it?

"What?"

"Soft Cream"

"Not necessary"

Still, you don't get out of sight. A child taken by a young mother is licking the soft cream. I wonder what she's looking at. Is that a cold treat? Or......

"Yesterday, isn't Grandpa around?

"It's none of your business."

"Shall I buy you one?"

I was walking out before you opened your mouth. When I looked back, she was still sitting on the edge of the fountain.

"Yes."

"As I said yesterday, there's no reason to get something from someone you don't know."

Soft cream will melt if you don't hurry.

"It's Aoi, Justice Aoi. That's my name. I saw you yesterday, and you got a reason to get it from someone you know, right?

"What's the aim? Are you trying to get in with a sesame seed?"

I don't know what I can do to get into the kid.

"Well, I'll take it"

Nanaka receives the soft cream and licks it with her tongue. I sat next to her and did the same. Cold and sweet.

Eating the same thing in the same way made me feel kind of unraveled. Yes, just as the soft cream melts, so does her mind, well, I don't know, like that.

"I also thought yesterday, what were you looking at?

"Nothing."

You're carrying something so cold and sweet into your mouth without changing one expression.

"Isn't it delicious?

"That's not true." Oh, yeah.

But don't bother. Is this what all kids are like these days? It's so selfish, or blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Dealing with something smaller than yourself is very tiring. Shall we just eat some soft cream and walk away?

"What are you doing?"

"Huh."

"My grandfather said it. There's no such thing as hanging out during the day of the week."

Much. Well, that's a good education.

"It's work. I'm about to go," Oh, you don't believe that face.

"Right."

"You like it here?

"Here?

"Park. You were there yesterday."

Oh. I groaned, and Nanaka snorted a corn of soft cream.

"Nothing. I just don't know where else to go."

What about school? What about the house? What about your parents? Oh, my God, all the crap questions come to mind. What are you going to do when you hear that? I just heard, there's nothing you can do.

"I don't think I've eaten anything like this in a long time"

In a sense of self-derision, Nanaka finishes eating soft cream.

"You're not interested in sweet stuff"

"I don't know. I'm not sure."

I don't know, I guess it's about me.

"Aoi, was it? Thanks."

"... Oh, thank you, I can tell you"

"If you did something to me, Grandpa would have told me to."

"Yeah, well. If that's the case, what can I do for you?... I'll be there."

"You, what are you doing?

I'm a hero. Trying to say that, for some reason, I've been solidifying for a little while.

"Unemployed."

"Shit, no! It's a factory, a factory. The belt conveyor is your friend, I am."

You seem to have lost interest from me, just one word. Well, it's your job.

When I arrived at Colors, I wiped my forehead sweat. I don't know. I don't know. This is already genuinely hot. Well, it's a cooler for the company, and let's get a cold drink out of it.... You feel like a customer. This isn't right. What does the president have to say?

When I opened the "uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-

"... greet me more decently"

"Bad, bad. You should have treated the president more decently with a decent salary."

"Are you still saying that? I wonder what you think of me. No disrespect."

The president folds the newspaper and looks at me.

"Is that it? What about Nine?

"She's out gathering intel now."

Information? What the hell, what?

A hero was attacked last night.

"Heh, heh, yeah."

Do it, ninety-eight or nine. It's about the Hero at the Board. Wow, what? Could it be important?

"I was just a young hero."

Hmm?

"He attacked me, but he managed to escape. And now I'm talking to the Hero Dispatch about," Be careful. "

Young hero? Besides, you think he got away with it? It doesn't seem like it is in front of that board. Last night, another hero was attacked by someone different from us.

"It's me, isn't it? Aren't they the suit hunters again? Look, what a security guard."

You mean Sentinel Security? Those people won't move without a request. It's like they're trying to keep the city safe. At the request of the general public, it's like they're hunting suits. "

"So you're saying you didn't ask for anything last night?

"That's what I'm talking about."

Hmm. Well, then, I guess so. They're the ones who publicly say they're hunting suits. Now there's no way I'm going to try to hide that fact.

"Seriously, you're telling me another guy attacked that hero at all"

"It's not a silly story when you tell me to be careful, but I don't know what to look out for. That's why I'm asking Kue. I've been putting in touch where I might be able to talk, but it's the same thing everywhere."

You don't know anything yet?

"... oh, that's a nasty story"

Sit on the couch. This is where the cooler's cold air hits.

"Well, you haven't seen anything about an attacked hero?

"I said I was attacked, but in fact, that hero hasn't sustained one injury. He came back to witness something big."

"Something big? Didn't I see Bill or something wrong?

Don't run away from me. A hero, I suppose. Fight, you mess.

"To the boulder, I don't think you're that stupid a hero. Yeah, let's just say I'm not human."

"Can you believe it? I don't want them to think I got away with freaking out, but I've decided to do the right thing. At least find out who they are."

"You're stronger today than ever."

"You feel like you're coming for anything. You haven't come to work?

The president returned to his fixed position and turned a blind eye to the documents placed on the table.

"I'm not willing. I wonder if it will rain tomorrow.... I have work to do. Tomorrow, though."

"Phantom exorcism?

"No, I'm wearing it."

... Huh?

"Fucking kidding......! It's all summer! You know how many times you're gonna be in a goose! Hell, no! You're gonna kill me!

"I knew tomorrow would be sunny."

"Oh, I haven't had a job like that lately."

"Performance is not your specialty. Maybe he's selling soft cream on the move. The shop owner wants you to perform with your clothes."

Soft cream?

"Is that the store you're putting out near the park?

"Yeah, that's right. You know that? That would be quick. Anything, the owner was attacked by a Phantom." Well? I thought you were safe.

"They drove the Phantom. I know it's going to be self-defense because I'm a suit opponent, but they've seen a lot of people on the scene, and they're losing their reputation. Besides, the Phantom ran away."

"I see, performance is camouflage, and you're going to have to get rid of the Phantom who stopped by in good shape."

The president opened his eyes slightly.

"On the contrary, on the contrary. Regrettably, he doesn't seem to expect me to work as a hero. At the end of the sale, if you could do something about the Phantom. Sorry to hear that."

"Follow me!