[So Susumu either has the best or the worst luck ever. He'd been outside doing some meditation/mental training/ninja quiet time in the cold beside House 50, when completely out of nowhere a massive fluffball of yellow comes flying out of the woods to pounce him from behind. From the sound of the voice, he had simply assumed it was a child and had
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...He needs tea. Why does he not have tea.]
I don't know what it was called. This one wasn't looking for me.
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