9th

[fuelefficient]

[Today is that joyous day. The day where new businesses are formed and the economy is strengthened all that much.

Useless text aside, there's a druggie (Netherlands) in Japan's front yard and beside him is...well, Japan. They're both sitting at a table displaying a lovely sign.]

Comments

[numanstan]

[He can barely read about half of that sign, but he has learned that more jobs = more money = more sweets-- and that's some maths he can get behind!]

Can I join?

[fuelefficient]

Ah...um...

[looks at Netherlands]

[windmill]

[You are not kawaii at all...........]

Well, do you think you'd look good in that? [points to the drawing]

[numanstan]

I look good in everythin'.

[fuelefficient]

How are you at acting?

[windmill]

Well, we might get some that are into that type...

[numanstan]

Never tried it, but I bet I'd be amazin'!

If it's 'bout lookin' girly, I've always been mistaken for one! Everybody back home thinks I'm my mate's girlfriend. [Ugly girlfriend, but girlfriend nonetheless.]

[fuelefficient]

What do you think Netherlands-san?

[windmill]

[After one look at how thoroughly uncomfortable Japan looks?]

Hired.

[numanstan]

Genius!

[fuelefficient]

If you just inform me of what type of costume you would like...

[windmill]

Something with a real tiny skirt, yeah?

[numanstan]

Yeah, somethin' like that! I've got great legs. [He really, really does.]

[fuelefficient]

I will leave the measurements and sewing in Netherland-san's hands.

[windmill]

Japan, you're a fucking riot! This guy has a great sense of humor. [clapping a hand on Japan's shoulder.] He'll make you something pretty, don't worry.

[numanstan]

Actually, I do a lot of sewin' myself, so I've already got my measurements.