[It's nearing dusk at Camp Fuck You Die, and out at the very edge of the tree line is a particularly lanky man in a particularly effeminate-coloured scarf, struggling with a particularly large bundle of butterfly nets and glass jars
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Well, it is the first class during my stay here, after all! I merely wished to begin with a lesson that was both relatively tame and enjoyable for those attending!
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*Holds out a net! It beckons~*
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