So this was how the great Suzuki Touichirou lived.

She had always wondered how he, well the better half, lived. She had seen the photos of the Claw bases and headquarters, either impressive bit of architecture or skyscrapers of steel and glass. This was…underwhelming. She had always imagined what it could have been like on the inside, and yes it had run along the lines of an old episode of lifestyles of the rich and famous. This was…nothing like she had imagined. No champagne wishes and caviar dreams.

Plenty of pizza boxes though.

There, right in the corner of the kitchen, was a stack of pizza boxes that went up to her waist. It was…an impressive monument to Touichirou's devotion to pizza…or maybe his….the other person's in the house. The one in the other room working through every single curse word in the book. Hatori. She'd met him before, briefly, and he was…alright. A twenty something. Touichirou spoke very highly of him, though, which was….a thing. Maybe a good thing. Apparently he had the power to control anything doing with electrical systems. That wasn't anything flashy, he couldn't throw cars around with telekinesis or anything flashy like that, but he was a powerful esper in his own right. Maybe that was why Touichirou kept him around…and so close.

She was not up to being anyone's stepmother, thank you very much.

"I apologize for the mess. I haven't been home very often and Hatori...well I suspect that he doesn't know how to clean up after himself." Said Touichirou as he poured her a cup of tea. She never thought that she would get to this point in her life, Suzuki Touichirou of all people was pouring her tea. She was in his own personal living space…well one of his own personal living spaces.

She never would have guessed that this whole neighborhood belonged to Claw.

"Hey! At least a third of the dishes are yours!" shouted Hatori from the other room. This wasn't a big house, no, the whole place was painfully average bigger than her house, of course, but she was just one person. Two bedroom, two floors, no real yard or garden to speak of. A house in a row of houses just like it. She wondered how he could have stood to live like this, in a place that was so painfully ordinary, but what was Touichirou if not fascinating?

In the good way…most of the time.

"Yes, I'll admit to that…put you're the one who keep stacking pizza boxes in the corner. Is it really so much effort to throw them away." said Touichirou. He raised his voice so he could be heard over what assumed was the warzone in the other room. She wondered why he didn't just tell Hatori off….well they were close, that much was obvious, but she never would have imagined Touichirou of all people letting an associate carry on like that. That was…unless Hatori was more than an associate.

Shiori honestly wasn't sure.

Espers made more espers. If blond people made more blond people, and stupid people made more stupid people, than espers made more espers. She didn't have any kids, she'd never had the stability or the inclination, but if she'd had kids then they would have been espers too. Powerful espers had powerful children. Hatori didn't seem it but he was powerful, the world being as digital as it was, and that…well she wasn't about to sit there with her detective hat on. No, she was here to enjoy some tea and spend time at a place which was not her home. She wasn't here to unravel the many mysterious mysteries of the Suzuki family.

No, she could obsess over this later.

"I'm trying to see how many pizza boxes it takes to get to the ceiling. I think it'll take another hundred." Shouted Hatori. Shiori took a sip of her tea. It was….a beverage. Too watery….somehow Touichirou had managed to make tea of all things too watery. Well that made sense. He didn't seem to have a lot of domestic skills….especially if this kitchen was anything to go off of. There was, in addition to the pizza boxes, what looked like a miniature town built on the counter from Chinese food boxes...which was kind of cute, and also the stack of dishes in the sink…which was anything but cute.

She did not envy whoever had to clean all of that up.

She wondered if he ever got a maid out here…or maybe one of the low level people from his cult…or maybe he was one of those 'woman's work' types. Well if that was the case then he needed to get off his ass and join the rest of them in the twenty first century. There was no way she was going to be a maid again, not to anyone…and she wasn't even that close to him. They were….well she didn't have a label for what they were….but she knew that she wasn't going to change her name to Suzuki and slip on a floral apron anytime soon.

That was, though, a hell of a lot of pizza boxes.

"How tall are they? Individually, I mean?" asked Touichirou. He was staring at the boxes like they were a puzzle that he had to puzzle out. That was a good look on him, the closets he came to being happy. Yes, he could feel happiness, actually his aura was one of the most open that she had ever seen, but he never showed it in the usual way. This was as close as he came to looking happy, or at least excited. He was such a nerd sometimes.

An adorable nerd.

"No idea….pizza box sized I guess?" Said Hatori

"Stop guessing." Said Touichirou

"I have to guess. I have no idea how tall a pizza box is." Said Hatori

"Well then come in here and measure and then I will calculate how many pizza boxes it's going to take to get to the ceiling…and then you can throw all of these out already." Said Touichirou. He shook his head. He wasn't angry, though, she suspected that Hatori would not have been alive if Touichirou had been angry with him. No, Touichirou talked to him more like a father would talk to a son instead of how a boss would talk to a subordinate…or at least she knew that she never would have spoken to one of her subordinates like that or allowed one of them to whine to her from the other room…but then again Claw was a legendarily weird place….

She drank some more of her watery tea.

"Fine, if I have to….but what about Chinese takeout box town? Does your girlfriend want me to dismantle that too?" asked Hatori. She almost choked on her tea. Girlfriend. That was…a word which could have been applied to her and Touichirou. He had spent the past few nights at her house, he had clothes in her closet, and….well there was the matter of all of the sex that they'd been having for the past week or so. Yeah….that was a word that could have fit the situation.

But it didn't have to.

"No, no, I's fine. Everything is fine…so just…keep on doing whatever you're doing in there." Said Shiori. She hoped that he heard her above the sound of…whatever it was that he was doing in there.

"He's giving himself tinnitus and destroying what's left of his vision." Said Touichirou

"Well he's a grown man so you can't really stop him." said Shiori with a wave of her hand. She didn't know and she didn't want to know…well yes she did. Touichirou…he was a nice guy…but that didn't mean that she was up to playing the part of the wicked stepmother to his kids...she didn't even know if she wanted kids…or if she wanted to inherit them from another woman…or if she wanted any of her own….this was going too fast…

She took another sip of her tea. Now there was none left.

"I suppose that, chronologically, he's a grown man…but he really is such a child sometimes." Said Touichirou as he poured her some more tea with his powers. It tasted like green tea but it was pale…white tea? No, that had it's own flavor….well now this was going to drive her insane…but better she obsess over this and not over…whatever it was that she had going on with Touichirou. He was a nice guy, not bad looking, impossibly sweet when he let his guard down, good in bed, capable of carrying on an intelligent conversation, open minded…especially where it counted….he was a pretty good guy but he was still Suzuki Touichirou. She knew how it would look to people….and she knew that she wasn't ready to deal with all of that….and she wasn't ready to give up everything that she'd fought tooth and nail for….

And she especially knew that she was not ready to be a stepmother.

"What do you mean?" asked Shiori. She didn't know if she could just come out and ask him. He could be cagey sometimes….but if that was his son then…well being the stepmother to a twenty something was a lot different than dealing with two almost teenagers. At least Hatori was old enough that he was capable of taking care of himself….to a degree. Yes…she could deal with being stepmother to him….

Not that she and Touichirou had discussed any of that…but she got the feeling that Touichirou had already made his own assumptions about the path their relationship was taking.

"The fact that he refuses to clean up after himself. I'm guilty as well but I'm much too….important…yes, that's the word. I'm too important and anyway most of this is his. He won't clean, he won't cook, and he doesn't own a single article of clothing with buttons." Said Touichirou

"Well that is a marker of adulthood, owning clothing with buttons." Said Shiori. Well that was a relief. Touichirou meant that Hatori acted like a child…not that Hatori was his child. That was…better…but also not. She had no idea what she even wanted…she wanted to be with him…most of the time…and she had no idea how kids fit into what she wanted…but she had time to think this over. That was the good thing about being forty. She had been a Christmas cake for so long that she couldn't get any staler if she tried.

"That's the tradeoff we make when we become adults. Our clothes become considerably less comfortable but we gain considerably more power over our own lives." Said Touichirou

"But not the power to be comfortable." Said Shiori with a laugh. He could be so ridiculous sometimes…like now. He had his serious face on, well his face was always serious, but now he was being extra serious. Him and his adorable face….she could get used to that.

"No." said Touichirou

"Well then I guess that I'm a kid again because as soon as I can I'm getting out of my work clothes and into a t-shirt and sweatpants." Said Shiori. She picked at the buttons of her blouse for emphasis…mostly just to get Touichirou going. Normally he would have blushed and tried not to look at her breasts, and failed, but now…well now his face was stone still aside from his eyebrows…they were trying their best to run away into his hairline for some reason….

"That is…disturbing." Said Touichirou after a moment. She went over what she'd said…this was one of his Touichirou-isms. He could be so weird sometimes…like when she'd put on that documentary about rats and he'd asked her later that night not to put on horror movies before bed. Also jello, plain old jello, was an object of fascination to him….he was so strange sometimes…and it was endearing most of the time.

Not all of the time, though.

"What? You like my sweatpants. I've seen you staring and I can tell you're turned on stare from your normal one." said Shiori

"Oh no, the thought of you in that state is not what disturbs me. The thought of you as a child…is a very unpleasant one…and now I'm thinking of the age gap between us. When I was five years old you were an infant." Said Touichirou. Most of the time he was endearing…but now he was just perplexing. Five years was nothing…at least at their age. What, had his wife been just as old as he was? She…had no idea. He never mentioned her beyond telling her that he was divorced…and she didn't care about the mysterious Missus Suzuki. Not how old she was…or why Touichirou had married her….or why she'd left him…or if she had been better looking…she didn't care. She was just…she was happy with what she had.

She was happy with WHO she had.

"Well I'm forty and you're forty five, I don't think it really matters anymore. We're both middle aged, painfully middle aged." Said Shiori

"I suppose we are. It's amazing how quickly time passes, isn't it? It seems like…" said Touichirou

"What's wrong?" asked Shiori. Now he had that far off look…which meant that he was thinking long and hard about something….though not necessarily a good thing.

"Nothing…just…thoughts. That's all. I was just thinking about how it feels like yesterday when I met you and now you're here with me and we're-" said Touichirou. Nope, not now. She knew that one day the two of them would have to define the relationship….but this was not going to be that day. She was tired, her feet hurt, and she just wanted to relax. She just…she needed to think of something else that they could talk about…anything else.

"So, how are your kids doing?" asked Shiori. She winced the second the words left her mouth. THAT was all that she'd been able to come up with!? Maybe she was getting slow in her middle age. She had just stepped on the one landmine she had been avoiding…though maybe that had been BECAUSE she had been doing her best to avoid stepping on that landmine. It was like when someone told you not to think about elephants. You had no choice but to think about elephants…just like she'd had no choice in asking Touichirou about his children.

"My children?" asked Touichirou

"Yeah…uh…how are they doing? Anything new? Your daughter still running around half naked and slathering the makeup on?" asked Shiori. Maybe if she got him complaining he would forgot what he was going to say about them. She wasn't in the mood to hear about his kids, she was sure that they were great kids but she didn't want to hear about them, or at least the girl. She was the only one that he talked about…probably because she gave him the most grief. Twelve was a terrible age. Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, even parts of fifteen. Being that young but thinking, and acting, like you were a grown woman….yeah. Shiori did NOT want to deal with that. It had been hard enough going through it herself…she was not in the mood to help someone else deal with it. Teenagers were the worst….the absolute worst.

"I assume so. My information on the children is rather limited these days. I know that they spent some time in Disney World, the original one, though I suspect that the trip was mostly for Mukai's benefit. The children became tired of those theme parks long ago. Not the films, though, as far as I know the ice queen is still Shigeko's favorite film. I have no idea what Sho's is…and I don't even know if Mukai is capable of having a favorite film yet." Said Touichirou. Shiori….had no idea what she had just heard.

"Mukai?" asked Shiori. Touichirou's daughter was famous. Suzuki Shigeko and the cult of the blue ribbon. Peace and love and all of that. She had started a cult within a cult…that got her noticed. Her brother was known…not famous but known. The heir to all of that insanity. Touichirou…he only mentioned his son and daughter…an older adult child would have made sense…so maybe…maybe his older adult child wasn't Hatori…

She could deal with an older adult child from a previous…even more previous….relationship…

"Yes? What about her?" asked Touichirou

"Who's Mukai?" asked Shiori. There. It was always best to get right to the point when it came to Touichirou. Sure he might get cagey and withdrawn but…well now she was ready to deal with cagey and withdrawn. They could drink tea and talk about what to do for dinner later. Right now she just…she needed to get to the bottom of this….she needed to know that she could trust him…

"My youngest daughter. Haven't I mentioned her?" asked Touichirou. Youngest. Youngest meant….another child with his wife? Or another woman? But he'd said that he hadn't been with anyone since his wife…but people lied….people lied and…and of course he would. He just…he had said that…and she had believed him and….

And she could see her aura now. She needed to stay calm.

"…..no. No you didn't….and I know that you didn't. I would have remembered if you had told me about a third child." Said Shiori. She was warm. She wondered if that air condition went any higher than that. She just…she needed to sit down…but she was sitting down. A youngest child…that he had never mentioned. He was the President of Claw, she knew that he'd had his secrets, but….but this had nothing to do with that. This was his personal life…and they had been very, VERY, open about their personal lives…and a third child…that was….that was….

A whole human being that she hadn't been aware of.

"Oh. I assumed that I had mentioned her at some point." Said Touichirou. How could he have been so…so calm? Well because he was Touichirou and he was weird. He got worked up over the littlest things…but the big things…he didn't even seem to…or maybe she was just the one making a big deal over nothing.

"No….no you didn't and…and how do you have another child? You told me that…that you haven't had contact with your wife since she left and…and you never once mentioned a third child…" said Shiori

"I….was not aware of her for some time…and then I spent the next two years…her entire life….not thinking about her….can we talk about something else? Anything else?" asked Touichirou

"What….no! We're talking about…you had a whole other kid and….and you kept her a secret from me? Seriously?" asked Shiori

"I…I was not keeping her a secret….I simply forgot to mention her…and…and I am getting the feeling like you're angry with me…but I have no idea why." Said Touichirou

"I'm not angry. I'm…startled. I've been completely transparent with you but you…a child is a big thing and…and I can't believe that you just forgot to mention one of your kids…unless you were keeping from me deliberately." Said Shiori

"I…she slipped my mind…I mean…she's only two years old. I haven't had time to get used to her. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and it takes me some time to remember her…and sometimes when Hatori shows me my daughter's phot sharing…thing….and I see her I'm just…shocked…that she's there." said Touichirou

"How…how do you forget an entire human being? Touichirou, I'm trying my best to…to understand. I mean…you and your wife…you told me that you hadn't had contact with your wife since she left you." Said Shiori

"Yes. That is correct." Said Touichirou

"Then…how did you have another child? I mean…you told me that you hadn't been in a relationship since your ex-wife." Said Shiori. She had no idea what she was getting so upset over. She didn't have a leg to stand on. She had been the one to pursue him even though she had been fully aware of the fact that he had been a married man at the time. She had been the one who started…all of this…and now…well she was the one who stopped him from saying that they were…more than they were now and she…she had no reason to carry on the way that she was….

She didn't understand herself sometimes.

"That is also correct….true. Mukai's mother and I…were not in a relationship. We spent some time together…which resulted in her conception…but I did not know of her existence until she was left to me." Said Touichirou. Shiori wondered, briefly, if she had fallen through the TV and into some kind of daytime drama. So…what? He had secret children stashed all over the place? Well he was a powerful man…good looking too…so of course he would have had other takers…and that was fine. She'd had other takers too, they were both adults with healthy sex drives, but SHE had always been careful…so what? Had he been out…what? Shooting them off into the wind? How had he had a secret child….what? Did he just go around having all kinds of unprotected sex with whoever would take him?

She made a mental note to head over to the family planning clinic…she was overdue to get tested…

"Touichirou…I don't follow. Are you saying that she came from…what? A one night stand? Like you picked up her mother and then nine months later, poof, a baby appeared? Like you just….what? Do you just go around having all kinds of unprotected sex with all kinds of people without even….even thinking?" asked Shiori. She could have laughed at the absurdity of it…if this had been absurd at all. She knew that Touichirou considered he pull out method to be the best one….but of course it wasn't. He already had the one child from it…and he had tried to do the same with her….so either he was an idiot or he wanted to have more kids….she would have believed either option at this point.

"It…was not a relationship. She was a woman who…well she was interested in me and I was interested in her…and then one thing led to another…and then a year later she gave me…well she gave Fukuda…Mukai to bring to me…and I haven't heard from her since." Said Touichirou

"So…you are going around having unprotected sex with God only knows who?" asked Shiori. The sounds from the other room had come to a sudden end. They had an eavesdropper. She wished that there had been a door she could have slammed. This was PERSONAL. This was not happening for anyone's entertainment! This was…she had no idea what this was. Touichirou…he was being honest…vulnerable even…but this was still a hell of a bombshell.

How the fuck was she supposed to trust him now?

"It was only once…and that was two years ago…so, no, I don't go 'around'. The only person I am currently with is you and….oh. I understand. You're worried that I've been unfaithful to you. I have not. You are the only woman I've been in a relationship with since my wife left me. I will never be unfaithful to you…and….I suppose that I don't have the best track record. I…admit that what I did was wrong…but it will never happen again. My wife…she had been gone for some time and….and it was a moment of weakness. You are not a moment of weakness. I lo-" said Touichirou

"Are you sure that you don't have any other kids running around? Are you positive?" asked Shiori. She was not in the mood for declarations of love. Not when…when she had all of this to think about. He'd gotten a woman pregnant and then…what? Pulled the same shit on this mysterious whoever she was…like he had done to Shiori? He had just….cut and run….this was a habit of his?

"Yes. I only have the three children that I have. Shigeko, Sho, and…and Mukai…well her name was Mi-cha but I didn't like that…but I have no idea what she answers to these days." Said Touichirou

"Mi-cha…that's a Korean name, right? So, what, she's Korean?" asked Shiori. She didn't wait for Touichirou to answer. She was already picturing a Korean women. One of those well dressed Korean women, young and vibrant and…and there and….and she just…she needed more tea. She must have been dehydrated or…or weak from hunger…or something. Now she was JEALOUS? For the love of…she needed professional help. First thing she was doing after the clinic was seeing a therapist, no, a psychologist…one of those old European guys with the short beards who made you lie down on a couch and talk about how your mother didn't breastfeed you for long enough….yeah…then she'd get herself all sort out…or maybe carted off to the insane asylum.

She must have been losing her mind…it was the only explanation.

"Half Korean, a quarter Japanese, and a quarter of whatever my mother was. Whatever sort of American she was. Whatever gave her red hair…as a dominant gene. My son and daughter both have red hair…it's fascinating how much they look like me…though I have this theory that esper children will always resemble their more powerful parent. I haven't had enough data to prove it, though, since there are so few of us…and we tend to not marry or have children for some reason." said Touichirou

"Yeah that's….weird…yeah. Anyway just…I'm sorry. I'm just trying to wrap my head around this. So…so you have another child and…and she's with your other kids? Just…hanging out at Disney World? And you're here…for me? I mean I know that you don't have anything going on here…anything that you need to be present for." Said Shiori. He…he had NOT abandoned his family for her. He…he had not walked out on his kids for her. She….she was not worth it and…and she didn't want to be. She was not going to be the reason that his kids didn't have a father. She was….she was just…some woman that he was sleeping with….she wasn't his girlfriend…even though he wanted her to be…and even though she maybe wanted to be…this was just….

This was a lot more than she had asked for.

"I…was cast out from my home." Said Touichirou

"What?" asked Shiori. Well that was certainly dramatic. He'd been kicked out….by who? The two year old?

"My daughter….once she learned of her sister's existence…that I am the one responsible for her existence…she threw me out of the family…and she was right to do it. I should not have cheated on her mother and-" said Touichirou

"Touichirou….are you telling me that your twelve year old kicked you out….because she found out about her secret sister? Are you…are you serious right now?" asked Shiori. She had always pictured Touichirou's oldest child as a spoiled brat but THIS took the cake. How in the hell had she, a twelve year old girl, even gotten the idea in her head that she could kicked her own FATHER out of the house? And why…why was this any of her business? She was a child. She didn't get to make these decisions…and she did not get to question the adults around her…and she certainly didn't get to run off to fucking Disneyland after pulling that shit!

No wonder the last Missus Suzuki left. She would have left too if she had to deal with such a spoiled little brat.

"Yes. That's what happened. Well she knew that Mukai existed…but I had never told her where her sister had come from…or even that she was her sister. I had… had thought that if I never mentioned her or thought about her that I would just…forget, I suppose. My children…they were never supposed to find out. I had thought that after Fukuda had found her a home that would have been the end of it…but he'd been going behind my back to take my son to visit her…and he just…I don't want to talk about him anymore. Him or this." said Touichirou

"Touichirou….I want to talk about this. We have to talk about this." said Shiori

"Why? What purpose can this possibly serve? This is a series of events that has taken place in the past and…and that I have accepted. I can see no reason why we should discuss something which has already been settled and accepted." asked Touichirou

"Well aside from the fact that this whole thing is completely bizarre….actually that's mostly why I want to talk about this. This whole picture you've painted just now…it's bizarre. This is like something out of a movie…or an over the top daytime drama. I mean…think about it. Your child, your twelve year old child, kicked you out of your family…and you have secret kids….one of you associates has been…it sounds like he was spiriting your son off for two years but you didn't notice? That's just….how did you not notice? And….well this whole thing sounds like something out of a movie…or something." Said Shiori

"I assure you that I've been telling the truth. I'd never lie to you. Ask Hatori if you don't believe me." Said Touichirou

"It's true, every word of it!" shouted Hatori from the other room.

"That…is not helpful in the least bit." Said Shiori. What was she supposed to do with…with any of that? This was…she needed to lay down. Sitting down wasn't enough…she needed to lay down…on her own. This night…was not going how she planned. A change of scenery, that was what this night should have been, a chance to see how he lived….and also a chance to maybe do that thing that he had REALLY been into….and to try some other stuff…but now the entire thing was just…whatever this was.

Drama. This was drama…and she did not want to deal with drama.

"Hatori, you're not being helpful. Be more helpful…and stop listening in on conversations that have nothing to do with you." Said Touichirou. Missing the point as usual. It had been adorable…up to this point. He honestly didn't see why she was upset? He had just confessed to having had unprotected sex, the kind that made babies, and this was AFTER she'd had to plead with him for hours to wear a fucking condom…what if they hadn't? What if she'd put her faith in those sponges she got from the Chinese website? Or that diaphragm that she'd gotten from the same shady website? Or what if….what if they were doing now….didn't work out? What then? He'd already proven that he saw nothing wrong with running away….just leaving without even so much as a text message…..

"Touichirou….tell me something." Said Shiori

"Is it about something either than my children? I mean I'll answer whatever questions you ask of me but…please….do not ask me more about my family." Said Touichirou

"It's about…what if I get pregnant? What happens then?" asked Shiori. She…did not like the look in his eyes…or on his face. So…he could smile. She had never seen him smile…not even during sex. Not even when she was pounding him into the mattress and he was thanking in between gasps of 'more' and 'please more' and even one memorable 'fuck more'. Whether he meant 'fuck me more' or 'fuck yes that feels good please give me more' was unclear. He had been happy then…she had never seen him that happy….but he hadn't been smiling…not like this….

That was way too much smiling.

"Are you pregnant?" asked Touichirou. The room was shaking. His aura was everywhere. The pizza box stack tipped over. Tiny plastic tables skittered across the kitchen. He didn't seem to mind. He was just staring at her…and smiling…and…well it was nice to know that she wasn't going to wake up pregnant and alone one day….it wasn't so nice to know that she would one day wake up pregnant with him smiling down on her like that.

"No, it's a hypothetical question. Hypothetically, if I got pregnant, what would you do? Would you run away? Or would you….would you stay?" asked Shiori. She didn't know which one she wanted more…she didn't know which one scared her the most…so she was taking the third option. Condoms. All the condoms. She was stapling a condom to his cock if she had to. Maybe even two for good measure…though they said that you weren't supposed to do that…which made no sense! She needed every line of defense that she could get!

"I would stay here with you, of course. I'd marry you and then we'd be a family. I would take care of you and the child…or children. How many do you want to have? I only have the two…the three…and I've always wanted to have as many as possible. It's your womb, though, so you decide." Said Touichirou. He hadn't even though about it. He'd just…said it….like that. He'd just come out and said it like…like it was nothing…like it was a given. Marriage…children….he wanted those things…with her. No man had ever asked her to…this was….she just…

She needed to lay down.

"How about we decide on dinner first? Or maybe you should decide. I'm going to get changed out of my work clothes. Where…where's your room?" asked Shiori. She needed a minute to herself…in her own home…but she couldn't go home. Not now. Touichirou would ask why she was leaving and she just…she wasn't in the mood to talk about it. She needed to change…and get comfortable…and that was all. She needed to forget about all of this….as best as she could. She needed to forget all the drama of what….of what she had just heard….of what had just been discussed….even though it was a lot to forget…a lot to take in…

How in the hell did Touichirou LIVE like this?