["Face it, you’re a hilarious drunk!"... Was one of the messages and more that Touma had gotten on his journal today. Considering it was a simple prank made by someone on the network, he did not pay it any matter. He came to the conclusion that it was something similar to internet spam in your e-mail account. After that, Touma had decided that he
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Wrong, but close. It's thirty-seven.
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Something is wrong with you.
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N-no, I'm pretty... [HIC.] ... Why didn't anyone tell me that it was thirty-seven?
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[... Hmm. She's not very convinced.]
... You're not fine.
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[This will be the sound of him sitting down against a wall, though. Walking is really hard to do right now.] ... Ugh, I'm gonna sit down to gets my barrings for a moment. I feel like I've been hits by a train.
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[...] I'm tryin' but I can't remember which way home is.
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Jaq-chan... Let's be... [HIC.] Let's be reasonable gentlemen here. There's no way that a dyin' organ can take me in. That would be super creepy.
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[... Wow, she really IS getting overly upset. ... Eh, she'll figure out what's suddenly decided to bother her later.]
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[His drunken curiousity probably isn't helping her case, but certain mysteries must be solved to ease him.]
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You actually drowned a long time ago. You're now having something known as a "final dream". I won't be wearing a top hat or a monocle in it, though.
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