Game 11

[levitatefusion]

[the entire entry is written very neatly, but is definitely different from Joshua's normal handwriting]

Where'd Shibuya go? Mr. H wasn't supposed to leave.

[he starts doodling little pictures, one being Mr. H, and another looking a lot like Neku with a lot of question marks]

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[fuego_bailando]

What's a shibuya?

[levitatefusion]

It's home.

[fuego_bailando]

You live in a shibuya? Is that like a teepee or an igloo?

[levitatefusion]

It's a train station with some things around it. It's a mini-town.

[fuego_bailando]

OHHH! Where is it? We don't have any Shibuyas in America - I should know, we're learning all about it in school.

[levitatefusion]

It's in Japan.

Which America? There are two.

[fuego_bailando]

No there isn't! There's only one, and it's between Mexico and Canada!

Isn't Japan where karate and ninjas come from?

[levitatefusion]

No, there's two. The north one and the south one.

No...

[fuego_bailando]

Oh! I'm from the North one- but I mean the United States of America!

[loud singing]

MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE

... what does thee mean.

[levitatefusion]

Oh. So it's that country over um... somewhere.

Thee means you. Kind of.

[fuego_bailando]

Yeah!

Ohh, okay.

I'm Eric! What's your name?

[levitatefusion]

I'm Yoshiya.

[fuego_bailando]

[recorded]

Yo-- yoshi...

Um, your name is really hard to say.

[levitatefusion]

Mr. H calls me Joshua. I guess you can too.

[fuego_bailando]

Okay, Joshua!