[Club activities 15]

It was only a short time before they were at the front of a dance event. 

The next thing they knew, they were surrounded by a group of armed camouflage men. 

The area where the audience had been dancing just a few moments before was now packed with burly men with heavy weapons in their hands. The distance between them and the edge of the stage is only a dozen metres or so. 

Takeuchi-kun, Kousaka, and everyone else who was present are strengthening themselves. Gabriella is no exception. 

Marquis, too, dropped his pistol at his feet and raised his hands above his head. They were an irresistible force, however they might be. 

But even in this situation, there is one person who never seems to be able to read the air. 

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Even she, Gabriella, who, like the Futsumen, has magical powers, is overwhelmed by the force that has been deployed in front of her. And she thought it would be the same for the person in front of her. 

"Hey, no matter how much you are, this is ... " 

Marquis also calls out. It was this kind of attention from everyone that made Nishino the boy he was. 

As he left Gabriella's side, he walked casually onto the stage. With a thump he kicks the floor and steps off the edge of the stage onto the ground. He does not look back, but looks over his shoulder and says

"I'm going to seduce that woman. It's a much easier mission than hitting on that girl over there," he says, all dressed up. 

He was referring to the event in Akihabara last week. It was the first time in my life that I had gone out on a date with someone of the opposite sex. It was a memorable experience.  I was the only virgin left. I'd be lying if I said I didn't care. I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.

He is an irredeemable idiot.

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In the next moment, the image of his classmates being torn to pieces by a multitude of bullets flashed through his bright mind. 

"Nii, Nishino-kun !" 

Rose also raises a caring voice. 

However, even so, Futsumen does not stop. He has a serious face. 

Gal Nishino's legs move toward a group of camouflage patterns unfolded in front of the stage. 

With her hands tucked into her skirt pockets, she's not afraid to show off. He thinks he's looking his best, which is a bad thing. After a while, he stops a few metres from the group.

In front of them are a series of armoured vehicles with machine guns pointed at them. Overhead, several armed helicopters are armed with optically guided surface-to-air missiles. And nearly triple-digit numbers of infantrymen with hand-held weapons 

He put his finger on the trigger and set his sights on it. 

"Who's going to talk to me?" 

He turned his gaze away, as if he could not bear to look at him any longer.

He's so good-looking it's embarrassing. He danced on stage in front of tens of thousands of spectators in his panties. 

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"You're going to die today," he said. 

Then, at the sound of Nishino's voice, the door of one of the many cars in the line opened. A white man in a suit came out. 

He was in his mid-forties and stood a little over 180cm tall. He had one of the most chiselled faces of any Westerner. His silvery hair is stroked back in a bun and he wears horizontal glasses with metal frames of the same colour. In combination with his crisp suit, he reminded me of a lawyer or accountant.

The man got out of the car and walked a few steps towards Nishino. The man's eyes glared at him over his glasses.

In response to his movement, there was a turmoil among the camouflage patterns.

Naturally, Futsumen's interest also turned to the white man.

"Is the girl on the stage important to you?"

Yukio's first words were a one-sided question.

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He has a strange, low voice, sniffy for his age. 

"We're friends who go to the same school. As you can see, we're both in the same club."

Glancing at Gabriella on stage, Gal Nishino speaks. The high quality of Adam's cross-dressing makes his lines even more difficult to follow than usual. But he doesn't seem to mind.

"For a student, you seem to be doing pretty much what you want"

"It's a mutual thing, isn't it? You've ruined the event," he said, pointing with his chin to the stage, which had been dented by the crash of the helicopter.

If we follow Tarosuke's words, he says, we will have to pay a huge amount in damages. There are only two days left of the event. Even if the event is held correctly from tomorrow onwards, some amount of money will have to be paid.

"...What's the matter? She's just a student, isn't she?" 

"Let me ask you again, is she that important to you?" 

"Yes."

The man in the suit glared at his conversation partner and asked in a stern tone. His response, at least to Nishino, was that he was a very pleasant person to talk to. It was a conversation worth having.

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I don't think he meant to do that. But whatever the intentions of the man himself, his cynical mood is lifted by the words.

What naturally leaked out was a statement that was even more painful than usual. 

"I am prepared to be hostile to humanity for the next quarter of a century..." 

The man in the suit held up his finger and snapped it. Immediately afterwards, the troops lined up behind the man in the suit changed. 

The trigger of an automatic rifle in the hands of a military man snaps and freezes. The man's finger, too, is completely iced over. This was happening not only to the rifle, but to all the firearms carried in the same place. 

Moving parts and muzzles were frozen, except for those operated by people. In all cases, they were frozen in such a way that it was difficult to operate them, and the temperature was so low as to create a white haze around it. In three minutes he would have second-degree frostbite, in five minutes necrosis. The latter will probably be amputated. 

"What do we do?"

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Recalling that of Rose, Gal Nishino makes a grin and shows it off. Of course, she doesn't look as good as she's supposed to. She looks like a high school girl who failed to make a smile when she took a selfie. 

Unfortunately, there was no one in the room who could point this out. Instead, the door of the armoured car in which the man was travelling opened hurriedly. Out of it emerged a woman whom Nishino remembered. 

"Are you satisfied, sir? I'm afraid it's too dangerous to go any further."

She is Francisca, a crotchety old blonde with a big, chubby frame. She hadn't seen Nishino or Rose since the latter's hospitalization scandal.

She walks up to the man in the suit and calls out to him reverently. 

"It's not too late. It seems to me that you have gone far beyond what you have been briefed on?" 

"No, sir, not at all." 

"No, no, no. I told you that it was the least I could do."

What was the exchange between Francisca and the man? What happened between Francisca and the man? 

However, it was not an easy task. Nevertheless, it was clear to me that there was some kind of sharing of information about the existence of Nishino.

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She's still a light-weight," said the cynical bastard.

You can put your virginity on the shelf and say whatever you want. 

"Oh, don't get me wrong." 

"Where can I get it wrong ? "

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"In that sense, we are the originators." 

Apparently, the relationship is related to her identity.

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As if to confirm her statement, the man in the suit gives her a stern look. His eyes narrowed and he looked at Francisca through his glasses.

As soon as she appeared, Francisca had to shrug her shoulders. Her expression changed, and she looked frozen and nervous. A frank exchange with a man 

But perhaps it was the lack of self-restraint in her consciousness. She looked as if she had done it. Cynical Nishino reacted immediately,

"Well, don't say that, she's a very hard woman to get along with."

"...." 

The man in the suit, Francisca and everyone else in camouflage who was within earshot looked at him as if to say, 

"You say that?"

However, given the state of the frozen firearms, there was no argument to be made. The sound of helicopter drives and the majestic appearance of armoured vehicles won the scene over for a short time. They had already disarmed themselves. 

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They had only equal firepower. 

Everyone was frustrated. 

"What is your wish?" The man in the suit asked.

To which Nishino replied, pointing with his chin at Gabriella on stage. Freedom of life for the girl, as you call her. 

He is not making fun of anyone. He is a very serious person. But for those who don't know him as a person, some of his questions and answers are terrible. It looks as if he is trying to stir up the other side.

"What's in it for you, then? "

"Have you ever had the misfortune of telling your classmates that a friend has died? If you have, please be considerate." 

The man in the suit stares into the man's eyes and says

"You're too stinky for me."

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This was the limit of the Asians, who had no stage presence. At the end of the day, it's all about thick, single lids and a flat face. When he looks serious, he looks unhappy; when he squints with emotion, he looks angry. It's like a curse on Asians. The man Nishino confronted, however, was a little more understanding of this curse.

"I understand"

" ......." 

He nodded solemnly at the request. 

The frosty look showed a slight relaxation. 

"If you care that much about my daughter, I'll leave it to you." 

"...daughter?" 

"I told you, she's my daughter..." 

The man's gaze turned to the stage, where Gabriella, now at the end of her patience, was quietly dropping the gold from her belly down her thighs. 

"Aaaaahhhh!" 

she shouts, shuddering and shaking. 

"....."

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" ......... " 

What does a father think when his daughter shits her pants in public? No one could know the details. But he continued calmly. 

He had abandoned his daughter of his own free will, and he could not speak of her as a parent. But if someone asks me what I want to say, I will say this. 

"I'm the father of the daughter who was dancing on that stage."

"...."

This was unexpected for Nishino.

I had assumed that she was a representative of the organisation that was after her. However, in the light of what she had been told, Gabriella was more of an ally than a friend.

I'm sorry I put you in charge of my daughter. My parents' house, as you call it, has been in a lot of trouble. Now that things are settled, I'm here to pick up Gabriella. 

We have no intention of antagonising you," said Gab, solemnly, in a change of tone from his previous high-handedness.

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Gabriella's father said that he knew in advance that his daughter would be targeted at today's event. In order to protect her and to solve the disturbances that would inevitably arise, he said that he was accompanied by people in camouflage.

In the end, the plan was to trump up a terrorist attack and handle it well. It is said that they have prepared well for this. Papa also explained that if Nishino had been a hostile presence, the group would have been a force to be reckoned with. 

"Well, the latter didn't even count as a fighting force," he said. 

Gabriella's dad looks at the line up and says. 

"Everyone's hands had been frozen until just now, but before long the ice had melted and they were all underneath." 

When he was informed of the situation, he decided to go to the hospital before he became seriously ill. 

The treatment was carried out in

Nishino, on the other hand, was quietly annoyed with Francisca, who was standing beside the man. He looked at her as if to say, 

"If that's the case, you should have called me beforehand."

He made eye contact with her, his narrow eyes narrowing especially. This is a man who finally understands that he has been caught up in the family turmoil.

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"What's the matter with this one?"

I was wondering why she was here. 

"As you know, my daughter was in your care once upon a time. That's how it happened." 

"I see."

"Well, you can consider this her work." 

Apparently, Gabriella's father is a member of the same faction as the crotchety bitch.

He seemed to be in a much higher position than the others. Nishino then decided that it would be dangerous to go any further and stopped pursuing the matter.

"I've read the reports she's given me about you." 

"I'm sure they're not very good." 

"Not good enough, at least for today."

The look on Francisca's face becomes even more intense as she hears Papa's words. Her forehead is covered in sweat and her hair is sticking to her face.

Apparently, for her, it is a matter of life and death. I think I understand her better now.

"Now I think I understand my daughter a little."

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"It's good that the parent-child relationship is good." 

"If you don't mind me asking, how far can you go?" 

"Well, I don't know" said Nishino, struggling to find the right words to continue with the in-depth question. 

He has been asked similar questions many times in the past. However, he had never given a clear answer. In fact, Nishino himself has never been able to give a quantitative answer. 

"I don't have an answer for you." 

He then pondered for a moment before answering in a cavalier manner. 

"It's not how far you can go, it's how far you'll go, isn't it? You're just like me."

It must have been. If it hadn't been for that, they wouldn't have driven here in an armoured car. The only difference is the vector they are facing.

If the chairwoman of the committee had heard of it, she would have made some accusations, but not this man. 

"Are there any more questions?"

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"There's one more thing I want you to tell me."

"What ? "

"Is it possible for her or you to get rid of it somehow?" 

"I don't know, but I don't want to cripple the limbs that have become so mobile. Isn't it the duty of parents to welcome their daughters with open arms, even if only a little?"

"Have your parents welcomed you?" 

"I'm sure you've already done your research." 

I believe that the word of the person concerned is still meaningful. 

Gabriella's dad is very personal and intrusive. Nishino has no idea what his intentions were, and in any case, he felt uncomfortable with the content of the conversation. The Futsumen decided to put their own convenience first.

"Well, I'd like to have a look around." 

"Sure." 

At Papa-san's side, Francisca is watching their conversation with a blue face. Her eyes move back and forth between Nishino and Papa-san, as if she is watching a dam about to burst, her heart pounding and her mind racing.

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"Is it safe to assume that you're in control of her affairs?" 

"It's all settled now. You can understand it as such," he said. 

Nishino continues his words in the usual way.

The series of exchanges inevitably made us aware that the two were equal.

Then her miniskirt comes up and she gets a glimpse of her panties. At the end of it is a pair of dodgy women's underwear given to her by Adam. The camouflage people who witnessed this frowned, as if they'd just seen something they didn't like.

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It is the Futsumen that shows. 

He turns his head to three o'clock, with the front facing him at twelve o'clock. 

He always believed that his best posture is the one where you're looking diagonally backwards. 

"Thank you for saving my daughter." 

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“ ….. ”

That was an unexpected word of gratitude.

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Somehow, Nishino understands Papa's position. He does not expect to hear words of gratitude in front of others. The look he gives is sincere, as if he has forgotten to blink. 

"I'm not asking you to believe me, but I really feel this way." 

" ... Is that so?"

Nishino decided to answer this seriously. 

With all his might, he utters a consensus response. 

"I'm a woman who once argued."

"I'll serve this much."

A virgin who does not take himself seriously, even in front of his father. He muttered briefly and walked out of the hall.

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While Nishino and his friends are struggling at the event, there is a woman who is quietly fighting a lonely battle alone in her room at home. 

The pride of Tsunuma High School's Class 2A is the smart and cute chairwoman. 

She is Chikako Shimizu, 16 years old. 

Her enemy is someone she doesn't even know, someone who works on the internet.

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If it had been Matsuura, she would have been frustrated as soon as possible. She relied on her contacts, and opened her legs to deal with the situation while grieving to the full. Even if the video did not stop spreading, she must have gone to the area where there is a certain demand to make a place for her heart.

However, this chairwoman has a different kind of guts than most high school girls. She was brought up in a family with a father and a sister and saw her father struggle.

Her parents went to work. My sister went to school. The only person at home was the chairwoman.

She forgot to eat and sleep in order to stop her enemies from repeatedly uploading videos of her, JK's Kinky Spaz Dance. 

I don't know how long it's been since I've had something to say, but I'm glad I did, even if it was the Cyrillic alphabet, which I initially despaired of. I'm back on this site! Now she's no match for the RU domain. She's no stranger to the RU domain, and with dictionary and auto-translator in hand, she's already been there and done that.

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"It's easy because we've already been through this! Easy!"

I quickly set up a mailer and composed the body of an email to the person in charge. The writing process is very slow compared to that of native speakers. Her spelling and grammar are very poor. But she never faltered in her efforts to polish up the sentence she wanted to send. 

The chairwoman realised that the other person is also human and that the key to communication is a real will. With this, there was no video site that she could not negotiate with. 

"I don't like this..."

This is why the current chairwoman is not intimidated by the Arabic language. Her attitude to the challenge is positive.

It's the kind of thing that can't be explained by lack of sleep. The video of JK's Kinky Spaz Dance disappeared from the Internet in the blink of an eye. If you try to delete embarrassing videos, the number will increase.

The number of video sites she contacted was in the double digits. A dedicated chat channel on her computer lists the names of the moderators who have responded to her request. It was she who had set up the community in order to prevent the spread of her lasciviousness. It all started with an exchange with a small video site run by a venture company.

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I was advised by a moderator to set up a channel as a countermeasure. 

From then on, communication went from e-mail to chat. The chairwoman's work has been reformed.

And so the crackdown on video has accelerated. Oh, the Russians got an invitation to chat. 

One by one, she gets the people of the many video sites around the world involved in the recovery of her lasciviousness. On the channel, with the help of the members of the group who were present, she was able to explain the situation and negotiate the removal and regulation of the video, in response to her poor English.

She was lucky that the person who encouraged her to set up the channel was an moderator with a unique skill set in the area, and the name attracted a lot of interest.

It's a chat room full of the developers of the many video sites that exist in the world. In her mid-teens, she doesn't understand that the very existence of this community is worth much more than deleting her own lascivious videos. 

"Hey, Shimizu! I'll try to get in touch with someone I know at the site you mentioned." 

"I was contacted earlier this morning and my videos have been removed," she said. 

"By the way Shimizu, I'd like to keep your videos for my personal pleasure."

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"What happened to the DMCA thing that Shimizu was worried about?" 

"Oh, well, a lawyer I know is going to lend me his name." 

"The office is in New York, but Shimizu is Japanese, so it's okay, right?" 

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you the information about the firm." 

"What? It's a child's mistake and the parents are supposed to cover it up." 

"There are a lot of complicated laws in the West," he said

"I want you to do it." 

"It's such a terribly simple thing," said the chairman, who was reminded of it. 

"...."

I was naturally reminded of a student who was studying in the same classroom. A boy who always spends his school life alone. He is the bottom of an incomprehensible caste, who somehow manages to come to school every day, even though the whole school is looking at him as the enemy. I wondered how much strength he had in him. 

"No, now is not the time to be thinking about anything else!"

"When my consciousness is about to deviate to another place, I suddenly regain myself."

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In a panic, she sent a message to the chat room about the progress of her work. 

"I'm not very good at Arabic, so I was wondering if someone could correct my work for me."

It was a complaint about the removal of a video that I had somehow managed to create by cutting and pasting automatic translations and dictionaries. When I posted the text on my channel, I received an instant stream of responses from people who were there to correct me.

She is always willing to work with her hands and to ask for help. The moderators who support her are very fond of her earnest attitude.

The community that the chairwoman has created is very supportive of her efforts. The chat was filled with replies in no time.

While typing an English sentence to express her gratitude, the chairwoman turned her attention to the next target. 

"Oh, Takeuchi's dance video has been uploaded to a video site without permission. It's a good idea to ask them to take it down while you're at it."

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However, the link itself is not provided. However, there was no link itself. It was somewhat different from the ones we had dealt with in the past.

The URL string leaks out of its mouth . 

" ......Dot,o●i● n? Oh ●●n?" 

She was the chairwoman who encountered a new enemy. 

In addition, before and after his own video, there are a lot of girls much younger than her, and their undressed appearance is posted. It was clear to anyone who saw it that it was child pornography. 

It seemed to be an illegal forum for this kind of information. 

"What is this? All of them are child pornography!" 

The quiet Shimizu residence was filled with the screams of the eldest daughter. The chairwoman had never thought that her dance videos would one day be treated in the same way as child pornography. And with the exception of her video, all the others were quite extreme. 

Of course, it is illegal to possess any of these items in Japan.

"The internet belongs to everyone, so you should at least follow the rules! You can't do that!"

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The first thing to do is to find out what the domain name "O-ON" means. 

"I have to report this too..." 

She helped with her own ethics, and she felt that her mood was getting higher and higher.

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