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Under the cloudy sky and on the playground, Sougo stares at the glutton brutally murdering the harmless branch among the others that fell off the tree.

"Ah~ah, I might arrest you for violence, China."

"Domestic violence, yes?!"

"No, why are you okay with me arresting you?"

She huffed and turned to the bench where numerous pens of various colors and wrinkled papers decorated the area. He observes the foreign words and creepy drawings drawn on them.

She scowls. "What? Laugh all you want, I won't care, yes!"

He mocks her. "China, you're still as illiterate as ever, huh? I guess you being an illegal immigrant- "

Sougo picks the paper off his face, dodging the crumpled ones she kept throwing on him. He starts to read while he evades them. Then he marches over her. She raised her fists but realizes she's got no one to punch when he passes her.

Smoothing off a clean paper, he picks a pen and says, "Whoever this 'Papi' is, I doubt any father would be motivated to read this piece of shit."

"Huh?! You picking a fight, you bastard?!"

He looks straight at her eyes, letting her know this is a once-in-a-cloudy-day-with-a-chance-of-meatballs opportunity. She fell silent before glumly walking to him.

Dawn turned to noon and now, three barely readable papers are folded inside a decorated envelope.

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Under the clear sky and on the riverside, Kagura stares at the Chihuahua that the other children kept picking on. They ran away when they saw her, though.

"Oi, what are you loitering around for? Do your job."

He doesn't answer.

She could not find the heart to laugh at the scribbles on his face when he looked seriously contemplating for once in his life. She notices his eyes flutter when she picks the special paper, the odd one out of the files in the suitcase.

His eyes did not open.

So she draws anything she could think of with his pen and neatly folds it as she attaches it to his uniform.

"Any sister would like some cute drawing, yes? Be honored to witness my talent."

When her footsteps fade away, he opens the supposedly blank letter only to find some scribbles of a dog, his mask, a sword, and sun around his written words, 'Dear aneue,'.

Dusk turned to night and now, a letter is packed with the goods ready to deliver to Bushu.

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Under the lightning and on the bridge, Gintoki and Hijikata glare at each other while Kondou chases Otae, and Shinpachi converses with Yamazaki.

"What a coincidence. We were going to file a complaint."

"What a coincidence. We were going to clarify something."

Gintoki felt his blood go up.

Hijikata gritted his teeth hard.

After a beat, each of them pulled a few papers of their own.

"Who the hell taught Kagura these words?! That bastard better not teaching her R-18 related! Or, wait, just how much did he already teach her?! Is this why she knows so many things she shouldn't yet?!"

"Who the hell made fun of Sougo's reports?! That girl better not touched any other important files! Just what the hell does she think he's handling? Do these papers look like drawing books to you?!"

"Huh? How would I know? Any kids could have drawn that! And Sadaharu is not the only dog they could draw! Not that that's Sadaharu, though!"

"Huh? Didn't you teach her those things? You're rotten to your core, you probably influenced her! Any sadist and rotten perm could have taught her those!"

"You're questioning how I raised her, you nicotine?!"

"Are you saying I am wrong, you sweet tooth perm?!"

"Umibouzu will hunt me!"

"The shogun will kill us!"

Their guardians continue to struggle to let their voices be heard over the other's the whole day as they could not fathom how reality works on the youngest members of their respective groups.

August 14 - HAPPY [belated] BIRTHDAY SHINPACHI!

Busy and sorta, kinda, maybe a little out of everything

I just came out from the lack of internet so I'm getting used to its presence, once again

Let's stay alive and don't let the virus beat us! Not until we watch the incoming movie! Let's go, ora!

JANUARY 8, 2021, HERE WE GO!

Chunchun