It was a peaceful day on Gokuentou. The monsoon season had come and gone, and now it was just pleasantly brisk out; a refreshing breeze rippled the blades of grass over the hillside. The shattered remains of a robot death squad littered the canyon floor, as Mai handled taking the larger pieces to the scrap pile, and little Amy- "NO
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The real difficulty wasn't in finding the place, she realized. It was in actually finding someone who'd take her there. Most of the men with any way of getting there absolutely refused to get too close to that island. It was as if they thought the place was haunted, or a demon lived there or something. Not even pleading and puppy eyes helped her case.
Finally, after hours of begging around bars, she found someone who was heading near the place. He refused to actually take her to the island, but if she wanted to swim from his boat to the hell-place, she was free to try. And so, hours later, the island of Goukentou found a schoolgirl walking onto the shore. She shakes her head to scatter the water out, and tugs her (dry) jeans and shirt ( ... )
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Meanwhile, Amy continues to be tiny and adorable throughout.
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EXCELSIOR!
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