111 Five mistakes (3)

"Ha, ha, ha!! This is so funny."

Fujimoto stared at Prime Minister Yamada with a sharp eye as he burst into laughter.

His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were full of horrible life.

Prime Minister Yamada trembled.

His gaze turned to the rains in the morning. Prime Minister Yamada took a gulp and swallowed it.

Obviously I was afraid to live in Fujimoto's house.

But it was nothing compared to the fear of rain.

For him, who was completely dominated by the power of terror, Aung Woo's existence was an insurmountable terror.

Prime Minister Yamada calmed down and waited for Fujimoto to speak.

"I searched my house as I wished... but how do you intend to prove that there was a deadline there?"

I didn't know where to find the deadline.

But it didn't mean anything when I came up with a trumpet and said, "This is something I found at your house."

It was the same situation where a non-policeman was carrying drugs and insisting, 'I searched your house for drugs.'

Of course, Prime Minister Yamada was a person with more authority than the police, but Fujimoto, who is believed to be a national hero, was also unhappy.

"I asked a trusted guild to search. They'll prove it on this case."

"A trustworthy guild...?"

Fujimoto frowned.

There was no guild strong enough to call it a "trustworthy guild" in Japan.

This is because the average level of players was low.

And all of a sudden, you asked a trusted guild for a search?

"What else is that...?"

"These are the people who investigated Fujimoto's mansion this time."

Sweet cock.

The door of the Tribunal was opened.

When people opened their eyes, they turned to those who came in.

And soon the frightened elasticity sounded for the Tribunal.

"Church, Celestial Gate!"

"Why is Cheonyeon here...!"

It was a woman who braided her hair round the door of the Tribunal.

A woman whose saliva is swallowed just by walking.

Thousand kilns.

It was the daughter of Cheonmujin, the gatekeeper of China's largest Guild Celestial Gate.

"Nice to meet you. This time, it's Cheonyeon who is responsible for investigating Fujimoto Ryomah's alleged Devil Church."

She stood on the witness seat without the judge's permission and opened her mouth with a smile.

She spoke fluent Japanese without an interpreter.

"What I heard from Prime Minister Yamada about this incident was three days ago, just after Kurosaki Yuri's abduction."

"A, the reason for China's sudden intervention…."

"Wait a minute. Can I get a question after I say it?"

"Ah, yes…. I'm sorry."

A heavy silence poured down on the tribunal, which was chaotic.

Cheonyeon had such a strange charisma that the elasticity of being the daughter of Cheonmujin.

She glances at the rainy side and licks her lips.

"Prime Minister Yamada said in this incident that Fujimoto Ryomah was greatly guilty of being a hero who saved the virgin. And he asked our Celestial Gate to help us make his true identity known to people."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Fujimoto's excited voice echoed.

Cheonyeon ignored his words.

"We also know well about the dangers of Devil Church. The world ranker could not help but say that his identity, which was renowned throughout the world by name, was Devil Church. We secretly searched Fujimoto's house at the request of Prime Minister Aminda."

"Now, wait. What the hell are you talking about?"

"The result is…."

The face of Cheonyeon darkened.

A simple change of face put a heavy strain on the Tribunal.

She had listened to the hearts of countless men, and her own skills were being used in different directions.

"Fujimoto Ryoma was in Devil's Bridge. In his home, he found a number of objects with magic, including a deadline."

"You crazy bitch!!"

Fujimoto shouted like a seizure.

I felt white in my head. The situation was unfolding in a completely unthinkable direction.

What the hell is this? '

The situation was different from when Prime Minister Yamada said he had found the deadline.

She was the Celestial Gate.

China's largest, no, the most powerful celestial gate in East Asia!

If they had said it after conducting their own research, they would have had to have a different dimension in terms of credibility.

Why did the Celestial Gate open? '

No matter how much I thought, I couldn't understand. Why do super-sized guilds like the Celestial Gate get stuck in this sash?

'This way....'

I got tired of looking pale.

My breath was rough.

In this way, they are driven away by demonism without being able to squeeze.

But I couldn't do anything even though I knew it.

There was no way I could.

The witch hunt was done because there was no way to prove that she was not a witch.

The same was true of demonism.

There was no way to prove that it was not demonism.

Don't you have Margie?

Above all, the high priests among the devils had a way of hiding their magic perfectly within their hearts.

I couldn't tell them apart with Margie's presence unless I extracted the heart and checked it out.

"Damn it!"

The bathtub was pushed up. It was unfair. He never tried to be a demon, never tried to be a demon.

You kidnapped a heavenly virgin and deliberately leaked false information to disrupt the operation?

It was all a red lie.

But I didn't think of any words or ways to rebut it.

"I swear by the name of the Celestial Gate on this case. Fujimoto Ryoma, that evil man is a masked demon."

As if wedged in, she said.

People's gaze turned to Fujimoto Ryoma.

"Oh, no."

Fragile voice.

The denier himself knew that the situation was now irreversible.

"No!"

"I will investigate it thoroughly at the Celestial Gateway. Your Honor, would you like to make a restraining order against Fujimoto Ryoma first?"

Cheonyeon turned his head to Judge Wakabe, who was sitting on the bench.

Judge Wakabe nodded hastily.

"Oh, I see. I authorize a search and rescue for Fujimoto Ryoma!"

Tang! Tang!

The judge rod made a loud noise.

It was a wrong verdict, which had nothing to do with this trial, but no one had pointed out that the situation was so insane.

"These..."

He bites his lips with a distorted look.

His gaze, filled with hatred, was naturally directed in the direction of rain.

Rain was staring at this side with an intriguing look, as if you were crossing the river.

If anyone held a popcorn next to me, I was in the mood to eat it.

'It's almost over.'

Rain relieved his back on the chair backrest.

Fujimoto's fourth mistake.

It was that Rain thought he was an anonymous player with no connection.

'I owe it to you unwillingly.'

It reminded me of Cheoncheon, who licked his lips as if he had chopped his mouth toward himself.

I didn't ask her to join the scam.

Cheonyeon really thought Fujimoto Ryomah was evil.

All Rain did was manipulate Prime Minister Yamada to summon her and hide her due at Fujimoto's house.

However, she responded generously to Prime Minister Yamada's request and walked to the name of the Celestial Gate because she was also in a situation where she would be unfair.

'Well, it helped a lot anyway.'

She was wedged by her words.

There was no hole for Fujimoto to escape.

"Gentlemen, I am innocent! The Celestial Gate is trying to swallow Japan! Don't be fooled! They are Chinese! Don't you know what kind of people they are?!"

'Ugly, man.'

The rains filled his tongue lightly, looking at him as he rushed to the brink and pulled out the emotions of the nation.

There was evidence, and there was an authority to vouch for him.

I couldn't turn things upside down just because they were Chinese.

Intercept.

That was when the door opened and a woman walked into the court.

"Er...?"

"Khu, Khurosaki Yuri?!"

It's in Kurosaki glass.

The last three days, when she was lying in a barracks, revealed herself to the Tribunal.

The look of rain slightly distorted.

"Why is he here all of a sudden? '

It wasn't part of the plan. I felt a strange ominousness in the appearance of an unexpected person.

"First of all, I apologize for the inconvenience this has caused to your people."

She lowered her back.

Appearance and clear voice of the inviting impression, with a firm gesture and an authentic atmosphere.

She was a woman reminiscent of pure white.

"As the person who started this case, I'm here to tell you one thing."

Her gaze turned towards the rain.

I don't know why at the moment, but I felt a strange creep in the body of the rain.

"The one who saved me from the incident at the time was the Korean player over there."

"Ha, but Kurosaki fainted then.."

"Very little, but conscious. I don't remember the exact details... but one thing is certain. Mr. Fujimoto didn't save me."

"……."

Silence sits down.

It was like a situation where the Celestial Gate was wedged and even irrigated, putting Fujimoto in.

"Ah, ah…."

Fujimoto also hesitated to sit there with all his hopeless eyes.

Rain still looked at Kurosaki Yuri with an incomprehensible expression.

"Strange."

At that time, Kurosaki Yuri was completely stunned.

A little, but conscious?

I couldn't have known if I had.

His emotions were so blurry that he could not notice if there was one person's consciousness until he embraced it himself.

'Why are you lying?'

I didn't understand her behavior.

Rain did not use dominant power on her.

No, I didn't use it, to be exact. The dominant power did not work because Kurosaki Glass was a ranker player who finished the 9th Awakening.

So now this is an act of her own free will.

'I heard it's the nature of devoting everything to the people.'

After all, Fujimoto was a very important hero to the Japanese people.

She probably knows how desperate it is to be a hero to the Japanese now.

If it really was for the people, it was right to defend Fujimoto Ryoma. No, at least I had to be silent.

Even if she knew that the rain was the one who saved her because she had a real consciousness.

'To reveal the truth clearly?'

That's not gonna happen.

It wasn't a boy cartoon.

Truth didn't matter. Only things that look like the truth matter.

And those things that seemed to be true, were always made in understanding and in tartar.

There was no advantage in Kurosaki glass from doing this.

'What the hell.'

Thoughts didn't last long. The whole Tribunal was shaken with a loud voice. An intense storm broke out within the Tribunal.

"Aaaaaah!"

Fujimoto broke down the judge's wall with a desperation. His body flew up into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

"Juju, Juju!"

"Grab it!"

The warriors of the Celestial Gate, brought by Cheonyeon, followed him.

Rain rose from its place.

Advantage.

The magic restraint on the wrist was simply smashed.

"Go, Mr. Rain!"

"Hey, what's going on?!"

The smoker and Hansulah rushed in.

"I'll talk to you later. I still have one thing to do."

"... I have work to do?"

The rain nodded and walked in the direction Fujimoto fled.

"Go back to the hotel first. I'll be back in the evening, so let's eat together. Oh, I'd love to try sushi, but I need you to find me a house that tastes good."

"What nonsense in this situation..."

Before the words of the Cold War came to an end, the body of rain that used the power of perforation flew up.

His body suddenly disappeared from sight.

"……."

Those who were left behind looked up at the wall that Fujimoto had pierced.

* * *

No.

Rain fell on the roof of the building. It was a rare skyscraper in Japan.

Standing on the roof and waiting for a moment, something approached from the sky at a fast pace.

Quaaang!

Dark smoke bloomed.

Fujimoto Ryoma appeared in the act. A distorted expression of anger, embarrassment and hate.

"How dare you, you son of a..."

"Fifth."

"... What?"

The rain lightly burst into laughter.

"This is your fifth mistake."