"Action Beam! You made a very grave mistake. When there were puppies, I couldn't attac-----"
How many days has it been? Sitting on a rest bench, well I am having little shaky breaths...so yeah, I am thinking about life.
10th Anniversary, 2025.
Classroom of the Elite
If not for the cool breeze, I would have been fried. Earning a living....
Present, 2015.
Technically here....2004, by now I should be 10 right now in age, with Ichinose being older than me by 5 I guess....6 when she turns 16 this year, or might have already.
I will have to check her birthday, my comes in August.
How strange.... cause' I am now 21, with her 15-16, time travel is also going on here in a sense right?
Tenet no... it's reverse, Interception no, Dark? Endgame....? Edge of tomo---Back to the future? What's that character who uses knowledge to become rich...? Can this be done here?
I mean, apps name has changed a little? But it's not much hard to guess what's going to work, right? So, can investing in stocks, buying online currency, Bitcoin.... purchasing shares of majo---can betting be done?
Do same players, clubs, teams, exist here?
Presidential election results, F1, WWE, Australian Open, Masterchef Australia season winners, Julie, Andy, judges Matt, Gary, Geo....FIFA? European leagues, World Cup matches, season winners....Ronaldo, Messi, Rock, Cena....Smith, Tendu---
BBL IPL winners....players. Startups.
Novak's, Magnus, hey can Sakayanagi beat him in chess? It's terrible, I can't stop thinking about what other things I can use..... copyright issues, can I like... write stories, novels which exist in my place but not here?
Can this really work.... It's not cheati---I mean, every guy must think about like in my area....to somehow earn, get rich quickly? I am not asking too much...? Is this trope, shouldn't it be very very common?
I strangely.....look at our shopping cart that is now heavier with latest haul.
Her pads, tweezers for clothes, a pepper spray.....This girl seems to be really excited about holding it. It's like she has gained a new buff to keep off perverts or something.....
We also bought an egg, I mean a mosquito, cockroach spray. One-push Aerosol Insecticide Indoor Use....
Kincho model.
Just one shot makes them disappear for 12 hours. Around 45–55ml. It will last for 90 days...just price a bit high. 630 yen. So, we decided to share it.
Did same for Iron press. RicoA5, white colour, it's more like a close lotus in shape though...29% off deal for the next 2 days. 837 yen.
1 year replacement warranty.
"Surface is so cool....."
There's currently a fight going on among some 'educated women' 'ladies....' 'girls' over an empty banana with open layers printed T-shirt.
Limited edition from what I heard. So, we are waiting to let it disperse.
Um...talk about second owner.
Ichinose seems to be dying. I am not joking, you gotta believe me.
She is slumping beside me, her strawberry hair drooping, a wilted flower, it's not even unfair to imagine a pump has been attached to her belly, and she's getting sucked to nothing.
"Nee, Rem… I'm so tired…Gomen…"
Her voice is reduced to a faint whimper, shoulders sagging as she leans forward, elbows on her knees.
"… so hungry… I think… I might die."
Her tone is pitiful, head drooping lower with each word. If goes further, she might just break her back.
Even though I did something very harmful back there, with being scammed....Uff..I still have the urge to pass some comments about her being overly dramatic.
...Am I seeing things? So bizarre...
A faint, translucent shimmer rises from her back, like steam off a hot spring, but… shaped like her.
"What the hell…?"
I mutter, my eyes/eye widening—as Ichinose's soul floats up, ghostly form, an exact replica of her face, just… see-through and glowing with a soft, pale blue light.
It hovers above her slumping body, 'real' arms dangling limply, while soul face a perfect mirror of exhaustion of the original body.....
—her brows furrowed into deep, slanted arches, outer ends drooping like she's on the verge of tears.
Her those...blue eyes are in a half-closing position and glassy?
Lashes fluttering weakly.
Her mouth is a small, wobbly frown, pink lips trembling as she lets out a faint, ghostly wail—"ううう… Uuu…. Mother… I'm hungry…"
—Echoing like it's coming from the afterlife? What mumbo jumbo is she speaking now? Her language becomes gibberish to me....
Blink! Blink!
My fucking jaw drops—as I stare at her soul?! Not out of fear, but sheer confusion.
"You....really are leaving."
I glance down at her real body, still slumped on the bench beside me.
Her face has gone pale, her skin almost paper-white, her once-vibrant blue eyes now completely white, her pupils gone, leaving small empty voids that make her look like a corpse.
Her black eyelashes have turned into a circle....?
Mouth is frozen in a faint, slack expression—like she's actually dead.
Lifeless state. She looks like a doll that's been abandoned, hands limp in her lap.
"Oi, Ichinose, don't die on me here. At least get me to my room first...."
It's really funny, I try to look around to check if someone is noticing a supernatural phenomenon that's occur----no one is coming here to give us a freaky look.
Is it normal....? Am I the one too strange? Confirming whether the boy who is on another bench in my right can see her sou----
?! O O
He gives a polite stiff smile to a stranger, me. But I don't think he's smiling at all, just a feeling....so what's current move---very very creepy.
Scare people....I am uncomfortable all over, and want to leave!
"Don't get us wrong, she is just thinking of something happy....."
His 'smile' grew even wider.
After saying this, I immediately turn back to face Ichinose, standing up....
My hands go towards her floating soul. I grab at the ghostly Ichinose, my fingers passing through her translucent form.... wobbling like jelly as she lets out another pitiful wail
"Owaah… wat.. lon eat…oishi."
—mournfully.
"I say, are those two in that kind of relationship?"
"Are you crazy? It's only been a short time since school started."
"Yeah, how is it possible that you can pick up a girl like her so quickly?"
"No, no, this classmate is so dark looking. I think he is trying to molest her, hehehe, kinky consent... slurp."
"Maybe we should report him to the student council...."
I grit my teeth on being labelled as an assaulter so early... pressing my lips into thin line, Fummm....Let's give it another try.
"Return from the spirit."
I even yell a little, thinking it might help increase my power level or something crazy.....
Forcing it with both hands—push… push!—I'm trying to stuff a cloud back into a bottle.
"Get back in there, damn it."
This fucking balloon just floats higher.
"You!"
"… おなかぺこぺこ...My stomach's so empty…"
It's not a comic! How is your voice echoing inside my head?
"You wanna know my origin story? I am famous as 'flying fish! in junior high school. Hahaa....."
"Hey, hey? Do you think I feel envy. Stop joking ma---hey, what's he doing?"
...I just know it. A few passerby's staring at us, their whispers—somehow even getting audible over mall's noise.
What a bowl face....this brown guy has.
It's not even shaped right...I mean, like someone probably punched this boy, and his skull is a little..you know went inside? Ooooh....
Such groups passing us, I don't think they are standing too ahead but just enough to make out what from haze of a blur...this, it gets all so round, round, when I try to focu---ahhh!
I can go mad.
"A public execution? Is this a confessi---but she is sleeping?"
Hearing plot that is developing more and more outrageous in front of me, and a certain buffoon's soul, spirit....is fantasizing about something and almost drooling.
"Tch, this is ridiculous…"
I mutter, my brows twitching in frustration, Haaaa... grimace!
'Sweesh!'
I try a fast sweeping motion—whoosh… whoosh…to send dying Ichinose back home—but it just bobs back up....almost threatening me to fly near the ceiling next time around.
Her circuly melon kinda jaw is even more pathetic than before.
"Rem…kun…feed me…"
It's like even her ghost is about to let the water go.
What can I even do with this girl? Can she be saved? There is no hope.....
I slump back onto the bench beside her lifeless body, my shoulders sagging down too. I'm beat....
"Haa....we can't let you haunt cafe stalls here...."
Running a hand through my hair, eyes narrowing as I glance at her corpse-like form once more....
Then, at audience who is watching me doing something to her face....
"Do you want to hear gossip? If yes, just be quiet."
I don't know what the fuck happened, but after I point out in public, several people of different shades head move here and there....
Maybe they feel a little embarrassed?
After all, you are the ones who are discussing gossip in front of me, so couldn't refute anything.
So polite you guys are.
The sheer absurdity of Ichinose floating, wailing about food makes me want to do something evil too....
"I tried, okay. I really don't, but I may really have to use sock meth----"
Just a grumble. Hehe...!
Her soul follows back into her body like slurping a noodle, original face brightening slightly—"Pika…you wouldn't eww!"
Her mouth curling into a downward u type of frown, line visible clearly.
Smell of dirty sock prevents her from going to afterlife, my own grin a strange contrast to Ichinose's ridiculous scene unfolded before us.
....Her forehead is starting to change into blue colour with vertical black lines, a few drops of white drop sweats here and there.
"Could you not mess with my nose? I really can't believe it. This is the wor---"
...Am I the bad guy here? I want to curse norwegian language into this girl's brain. (From Ragnarok....)
"You're sti--har nettopp gitt deg liv. How about quickly finish here, call it a day..."
I am walking on ice right now.
Ichinose jolts upright with a squeak, "Kyaaa....!" flailing before she turns to face me, her expression a chaotic mix of exhaustion and desperation that's so over-the-top I can't help but snort.
Her face is a masterpiece of dramatic despair. Twisted into an exaggerated plea for mercy.
Like I am torturing her.
Corners turned down in a pitiful puppy-kitten stare, as she blinks, creates a few tears in her globes....
Her brows...arched high, inner ends slanting upward in distress, outer ends going down....like they're melting off her face.
Ichinose's suffering, you can tell. If that's her end goal, she's really doing a fabulous job.
Can I still comfort myself that it's just bad luck?
Those tiny drops of sweat are now dotting on her cheeks.....where is this humidity coming from? I don't feel it in the slightest....Temp should be around 20 - 24°, just a range.
"Rem… you… still wanna keep going? I'm on the verge of dehydration!"
Clap! Clap!
Yes, that's what I am doing. I can't believe her asshole nature right now. Is this what they call cute....?
Her hands are gripping the bench so hard the wood creaks a little, or maybe it's just me hearing non-sense.
"Effort to keep standing up. Your skills keep betraying me, Ichinose...."
Teary eyes narrowing into a pouty glare, she turns her direction to focus on the wall poster behind us instead.
Poster's to be exact.
Big font size, A B C
H E I HO ! written in a square of yellow, light grey, red, orange shades.
It's nothing much worth noting, however if you gaze past the window, it's something big, I can't make out what exactly.....I am not in a good mood to ask Ichinose, she won't answer me anyway.
"It's a family restaurant. WAR INPIA."
Oh...2 floors, I guess. So, these are what school book mentioned about extra activ-----
"It has two slices of purple pizza with green berries as a logo."
"...Wanna bet if it's good or not?"
"It should be. Places like these need reservations first. Chiba's which I saw on TV has terrace pattern of seats...."
On second thought, even I feel sad when her voice becomes lonely, as if she wanted to go but couldn't....
I pick out my phone, unlocking screen by just touching side button, it doesn't have any lock yet. I will make it a pattern later....
6:
37 pm.
Wed, 1 April
Home screen wallpaper is just black, with two or three red waves. My apps position has been adjusted, I can't move or change the screen. It only has one swipe, that's on right now.
Language is applied to every portion, which means I don't have to struggle.....
On top, you have a Search bar horizontal layer with half circle shape at the end, with S-kun written inside, wavy font.
It also has a mike option.
Contacts, we don't have a separate phone icon here, Linea (Green back, white cloud, then again bg colour's displaying name inside....)
It's just a mimic of LINE's design.
SnapCat, you know, usual yellow one, just a cat rubbing it's face.
AWA, black & white.
Student ID, a black passport design I think, white border? Stop checking others out, I need Camer---here it is.
It has a Ninja star? Sticking out of box, above camera's head, like a cap?
Tap! Photo 1x zoom
Others features like Video, white flash is actually turned on, if I remember correctly we have to pay separately to turn this setting off.
Focusing in on Ichinose.
So depressed, and full of sadness. Female criteria of this school's Class B are cute, gentle and energetic kind girls, right...? Followers....No personal ideas. Or am I just simply... enjoying seeing her exact opposite?
...This scene of hers is definitely an illustration material. I know taking one is not ethical, but hard to resist with her strands waving, face like that.... It's artistic. Click!
"You can visit this one right. It's not like we are really short, Ichinose."
So, if you remember, why are we arguing anyway? I don't know exact either.....
"Eh..Eto. How...how about staring at lungfish we saw earlier....?"
Meeting her expectant gaze, I don't have a cruel personality to reject her, she hasn't said anything of me capturing her, so just follow along as she instructs. Putting my phone away.
...I notice that my shoelace has come undone, so I crouch down to make it a little bow. Knot & Done.
...Every novel, manga, TV series, and film made these days features a high school kid as the protagonist.
It's very rarely an elementary schooler, maybe Kubo-san...? Girl I like forgot her glasses, are exquisite delicacies you won't find everyday.
Only occasionally do you see a college student or working adult. I mean, in here word 'youth' itself is used with high school..... Ichinose just wants to see a colony of fish, right?
Maybe she will reminisce about her three years here some day later, I will probably be gone by then....why am I even irritated with such antiques of hers, what if they are normal here....?
Standing up, I wave my right palm in the air, Ichinose comes to stand shoulder to shoulder in my left.
She clutches her cart with one palm, and links right with my left, interlock position, just like before.
Half girlfriend....what strange words.
As she leans in, I get a whiff of her shampoo. Smells vanilla organic... it's really too much, I will say again.
"Ah, clothes after this. I promise."
Ichinose grins innocently, her eyes crinkling a little as she rubs herself on me reassuringly.
"Whatever you say."
"…Excuse me? Is that any way to react? It's like you're saying, 'Well, there's no way to deny, so get over it.'"
"That is what I'm saying. If I am bound to have haters, let's start in place nearest to me...."
"Why would people hate you?"
"If you really can't guess, I'd be happy to fill you in...But I have a feeling you already know."
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"How many more centimetres will you get close to me?"
"Enough to not get separate. Hehe~"
'Bole ya sekoi ne vaja. Stars. Owaja~~!'
"Do you really want that clock?"
"Nope."
She does. 1258 yen.
Huge softness...Ugh! What am I thinking about? It's like I am falling into this girl's trap. Go away my evil thoughts, I banish thy na----
"Customer, like I said we don't provide 37% off in bargain sale."
"This is stupid. Then how about providing ice cream to me then? It will be a good deal...."
"It's...It'a a clothing shop. Pls go somewhere else. I can't help you."
"What a disgusting shop...."
Um.... it's a normal dispute in my right. This lady is almost spitting fire with two horns over her head...?
"This brat. He comes here every month looking for a high discount."
"Without any intention to pay....!"
That boy is now gone but, she wants to grab her pen, pencil? and throw it in his direction.
"L-Leader, you can't talk like that to customers. We won't be able to sell anything...."
"It's those bunch of losers....I will make a sign tomorrow Class D no---!"
"Quiet. Quiet. You will get us into trouble. See those tw-----"
Ichinose's face turns 'gentle', and we pass from here quietly, "Maybe I can hear more gossip in girl's washroom. What about boys?"
"....I don't go there to eavesdrop or share secrets."
At this moment, I can even see three pairs of wings slowly extending from behind her....glitter, sparkles dispersing into fading particles.
It's horror.
Looking at the abnormal blush on Ichinose's cheeks, I want to run away before I get infected, "Rem, did you play pokemon cards before...?"
"...I had some. But they got lost one by one. I watched some episodes, though...."
"----Hmm, look over there. So exciting~"
Pointing toward a small, glass tank tucked between a stationery shop and a bubble tea kiosk.
A modest sign above reads: "ComFort Mini Aquarium – 150 yen to View!" in simple, black letters, glass tank is kinda glowing....
"What about cards & food?"
"Geez. No, it's Fishes first. Hmph~"
Ichinose is trying to be adorable as possible. It's very lethal...way she scrunches her nose.
"Alright, alright, you win..."
"Yippee~!"
Even though you are very cut--and you know I am looking at you so you look even c...ter and more obedient, this is not okay.....!
We don't even have to pay, it's going to be added into our bill at counter, maybe they don't want to issue a line of visitors....smooth.
The tank is small, maybe a meter wide, who cares....glass is slightly smudged with fingerprints, water inside rippling faintly—buku… buku…—under hum of a filter.
The dim lighting casts a blue glow over display, bottom dotted with a few plastic plants and a small cave decoration.
Photos not allow----
"Mysterious Fish-kun, thanks for your advice. I can probably survive this month...."
A purple hair boy is showing his goodwill to....? Even bowing, and left on nodding at us?
'Thump---thum!'
Ichinose directly presses her hands against glass—idio—her face is lighting up with dreamy....?
"Waaa~~"
"You're fogging the glass."
Standing a bit behind to cover her back from onlookers, just a little I think I should pay attention to....
Her legs are....catching. Why the meaning of socks has been twisted into a kind of taste sexually.....?
Looking above to distract myself.
It is a chaotic mix of fish, all swimming together in a small space, their colors and shapes....what on earth? It's...I mean, they shouldn't look too expressive, right?
Tiny bodies....red stripes, like a kid has randomly drawn it up? Moving together like a family....
Black, bead-like eyes? White fins fluttering as they wea----
"Haag oo huh."
Ichinose gasps, her eyes reflecting new colours with red heart glow? Oye, hell is going on with you....
"My gosh, Rem, look at these tiny ones! Kira~… They're like little rainbows! So cute~!"
"Kawai! Kawa----!"
"I mean. They don't bounce like you..."
Ichinose sticks out her tongue for a second, then continues to bubble up on...what even are they? One has a wide line of smile on his body, two eyebrows with zig zag design?
"Psh~—ehehe. Meow? It's hiding from me. Hey, I am good. I won't har----"
"You are scaring them. Look, this one, yes, that, two dots. It seems to be sizing you up....what a monster."
"I am not! It's a clownfish."
Another has even more small, black dot eyes, peering at us with a haughty indifference, its mouth a thin, downturned line, giving it a regal but grumpy expression.
Like it's judging us for daring to stare.
"This one's a menace."
"Check out this red and white one… Sugoi~ It's like a princess! But those spiky things… kinda scary! Eek~…"
"I think princess just looked down on
you, Ichinose...."
Her mouth drops into a shock, "No way!"—zaza….
She swats my arm. But it won't change her opinion of you, in fact that same fish is narrowing her eyes further, its downturned mouth looking even grumpier.
We've offended its royal dignity.
"Oi, I think you made it mad." I mutter her a warning, before we somehow gets splashed because of her bullying.
A big eel pokes out.
Olive-green skin speckled with darker spots, its wide, toothy mouth opening and closing rhythmically—paku… paku…—revealing sharp teeth.
Its small, yellow eyes, black brows, has a kinda predatory look....scowling as it watched us, their intruders.
We, big creatures who....
"Rem, that one's so creepy! It looks like it wants to eat me! Sniff~~"
Even Ichinose lets out a crying whimpers, as she tries to make herself small, ooohhhh... Something's fishy.
"It's looking at your chest. Probably a grudge....."
"Grrrr. I will bite you too. Hay heh ooow~~"
At bottom of the tank, a lungfish which we saw... rests on gravel, its pure white body——thick and slimy.
Paddle-like fins that look more like legs than anything else.
Its skin is mottled with darker patches, giving it a weathered, ancient look, its small, black eyes half-lidded in a sleepy, almost bored expression.
Mouth a thin, downturned line that makes it look perpetually unimpressed.
Ichinose tilts her head in curiosity.
"Kinda strange, hmm~Like an old grandpa fish-kun! Fufu~"
Shit, lungfish suddenly shifts—zuru…—its head turning toward us, its black eyes locking onto...Ichinose's with a startling intensity.
"Oi, kid… you got a problem with me…?" a low, gravelly voice rumbles in my head.
I freeze—my eyes widen.
The lungfish's mouth doesn't move, but its eyes narrow slightly, mouth somehow looking even older....
Its stubby fins twitch as it glares at strawberry.
"What the…?"
"Nani dak…Hey, you look like you saw a ghost."
"I fucking did. This fish just talked."
"Pfft--hehehee! I am sr---heee."
"It's not a laughing matter. I am serious, Ichinose."
The lungfish shifts again— with annoyance?
Voice rumbling in my head.
"Yeah, I talk… so what…? Been here 400 million years… seen kids like you come and go… stop staring, it's rude…"
It talks, frowns.
"400 million years…? You're messing with me, fish-kun."
I tap the glass in its direction a little, to see if response comes back.
"Don't touch my house, kid… I'll outlive you… and your grandkids…tell your wife to respect her elders…"
....O ?!
"Don't be mean to Grandpa Fish-kun… He's just making bubbles, Teehee~"
"Kids these days… no manners…"
"Ichinose, let's take it home."
"Welcome… to ComFort Mini Aquarium… I'm Tanaka... caretaker…"
A monotone voice cuts through our chat—robotic and rehearsed, like it's been said a thousand times or such.
I turn to see a staff worker approaching, a lanky guy probably in his late 20s...30s, navy-blue uniform wrinkled, a name tag reading
"Tanaka" pinned to his chest.
His face is unsettling even from my distance, bad sight can tell.
Skin pale and grayish, with deep, dark circles under his small, beady eyes, whites bloodshot and everything like he hasn't slept in days, or months....
His brows are uneven, a perpetually confused expression, drooping kinda face like he's given up.
Nose is way too long, even looks like a figure from 2D paper.
Mouth is a thin, straight line. His lips barely moving as he speaks.
And, I am the one blind!
His black hair is plastered to his forehead, as if stapled with iron pins.
A few sticking at odd angles, and his ears stick out too far.
Eyes are not even blinking.
"Tanaka… caretaker… I maintain the tank… feed the fish… clean the filter… you cannot buy the fish… they are not for sale… enjoy your visit…"
Flat plain voice, worse than AI.
Pausing. Like a script he's memorized too well.
"…you cannot buy the fish… they are not for sale… enjoy your visit…"
—his robotic tone not just makes me but Ichinose's skin crawl, she's going to break a bone if grips my arm much....
"No buying fish. May I ask for how many years are you doing this?"
"Tanaka… caretaker… feed the fish… clean the filter… you cannot...not for sale… enjoy your visit…"
I sno---Ichinose is holding up a few pieces of bread? Bloody hell, where is it coming from...why didn't you eat yourself earlier?
"Hey, Mr. Tanaka-kun. Can I feed some bread to the fishies? They look hungry...."
Her palms are clasping them eagerly.
"No… you cannot feed the fish… bread is not suitable… it can harm them… your time is over…"
He's not even looking at us.
His tone doesn't waver at all.
This makes bread-chan girl fiery, into a dramatic stomping of her foot on the ground.
"Don't make a scen---"
Suddenly, I becomes her object of glaring. Ichinose shakes left fists on her side but doesn't raise it, creating a large shadow over her forehead, eyes, to her nose....? It's black in colour.
"Are you not taking my side?"
??? What force is she using? Are we even walking on the same earth?
Ichinose suddenly perks up, her eyes darting to some poster on the wall, that I can't see from here, "What about dolphin show? It says you can see them in summer...."
Where does her intelligence come from....?
"This is a scho-----Um...."
A hint? I mean for Island exam....is it possible? Am I stretching too far....
"Time over... customers waiting..."
"Meooowww! But it even had a love heart on it."
"That girl's so loud…what are they even doing?"
"When can w----
"No bread, no dolphins—what's even the point? Let's get out here. You can't feed them. Baka... Baka. Ba--hani--!"
Faint lines are creasing her forehead.
Space or atmosphere that's actually not visible.... holy... it's turning pink, she's releasing "Aura." not leaving any portion of her strand, it seems to be all around.
Entire figure of her.
Retreat. Grabbing my cart, Ichinose does hers, and we just leave in a hurry, without even saying goodbye...
Pink moving, matching Ichinose's footprint. Aura coming with us?
It's alive.
Can you girls, and boys not see it?
How am I the one able to witness such....Do we have a different world view from our eyes?
Could it be I appear as 2D in her world, for me they exist as real with flesh 3 dimensional bodies? I can see things which others can't because I am not under their species....?
"We are sorry. But she's right, your food items are going to be was----"
Disappearing, marching towards clothing section. It's...Super Sai---we are going towards that lady's section store where Class D is kinda not allowed anymore...!
"I have brains too. I have been eating test servings when you are dozing...."
Me, a 'normal' person, has so many complaints right now....This girl has perfect social skills, she is so terrifying and invincible.
Sure enough, it's not my illusion.
Angel & Devil.
"Rem-kun should take a look into our class group. There are many weird things. I am suspicious now...!"
---kun is more like a tease.
"Maybe our worlds are just different."
"Don't embarrass me~"
"Then why act like a big star?"
"I'm better at eating, yo."
"Not something to be proud of....."
"I saved us a lot by not focusing on new bedsheets, rice cooker like other girls, right?"
"Eh? Have we met before?"
"Haha...very funny. It's not. I have a very soft heart. Your words hurt me gravely, Rem."
"You don't need a parasol, do you?"
'Zrrrr---! Shaaaakkk--!! Eekk'
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