The New Craft Team Member!
AN: Hello, I'm back! Hope you are all doing well! Me? Aha, I overworked my body doing exercise and my wrist on my non-dominant hand experiences a bit of discomfort when I twist it a certain way. Who knew I twist that hand in that certain way when I type… I'm fine now as I had a long weekend! During the weekdays, I couldn't fully rest my wrist when I have 8 hours of obligatory computering… cause I am a responsible adult…i had work ( ; ω ; )
You never really know how a body part moves so much in a certain way. You become aware when that body part hurts, huh…
Anyway, sorry for this late update!
Onto the story!
It leveled up.
The waterwheel leveled up. The dark haired girl observes the huge wheel turn along with the river's current . Blue eyes watch in amazement at how different the waterwheel now looked.
"This is?" Kuuki hears her dearest friend ask the science leader. There was a genuine curious tone in Kohaku's voice asking the same thing that Kuuki had in mind.
"Hydroelectric generator." Senku answers simply as if they didn't just make an upgrade to an already incredible thing.
Hydroelectric generator… Even the name has changed now, Kuuki thinks. At the same time that she was trying out its name in her mind, she hears Kinrou and Ginrou do the same outloud.
"Hydroelectric…" The elder guard says, finished by his younger brother. "Generator?"
"This is too brilliant (Goi-su sugi deshou kore), Senku-chan." Gen comments with a sweat on his temple. Truly a sight to behold, this new invention they had.
"Kehehe."The brilliant man himself just looks on with a smug grin as he easily deflects the given compliment. "If you want to give praise, save it for Chrome and old Kaseki. They're the ones who made this huge waterwheel."
Kuuki's mouth turns to a smile when the two aforementioned men hook their arms with each other as they cry tears of joy. She can hardly blame them for the waterworks running down their cheeks. The waterwheel was made by her fellow villagers without Senku commanding them.
"But it's actually not done yet." Senku continues, as he holds up two wires. "All that important electricity is just leaking out."
Kuuki peeks at the scientist as she hears the buzzing of something coming from his hands. Was the thing that made the buzzing sound the so-called electricity? She can only conclude that it was so.
Chrome and Kaseki sat down on the ground in exhaustion. The little energy that held them up leaves their bones at the thought of all that hard work and still the energy was leaking out.
Kuuki squatted down beside them trying to fan their faces with her reacquired clipboard. The black haired girl keeps an ear out listening in on the conversation.
"What does that mean?" Kohaku asks in confusion at what the scientist meant by electricity leaking out.
And who else would answer but the science king? As always, the modern timer always had an answer for any and all questions they had as long as one of them did the questioning. Senku states. "To create a box that will store the electricity."
A box to store electricity…
The dark haired girl was fanning the groaning Kaseki when she heard Ginrou voice a reasonable question. "Can we preserve the spinning power?"
"Well, it's just very time-consuming to do." The red eyed scientist twists his head to peer over his shoulder at his exhausted crafts team plus the selective mute. All things considered, he does regard the silent girl to be part of it now. Any and all hands on deck will be greatly appreciated. He grins.
Feeling eyes zone into their general area, Kuuki looks up from fanning Chrome's sweating face. She tilts her head in wonder.
The scientist cackles and calls out to the three. "Kehehe. No time to get tired now."
His tone of voice made Kuuki a bit wary. She had a vague feeling in her stomach that she was somewhat correct. However, she could be wrong, right? Right?
"There's a lot of tough work to do from here on, 'til the completion of the mobile phone." Senku states the apparent shock and devastation of the Kingdom of Science.
The brown haired male beside her groans weakly. "Ya…be..."
After all that hard work, there was still more that needed to be done… Kuuki thought innocently, unaware that she was going to be participating with a large part of it. Poor Chrome… Poor Kaseki…
She considers the idea of praying from them.
"The Spartan Crafts Club starts now." Senku grins quite ominously. "Get excited now."
"Mama, I think I got roped into something tiring…"
This time, Kuuki was looking at how glass was made.
The group returned back to the Kingdom of Science base. Suika got back to her gold twisting wires group and Kohaku returned to help with the winter preparations. Being left alone by the blonde huntress, Kuuki decided to follow Suika. However, when she was about to follow the little girl, she was held back by Senku.
Now working in tandem were Chrome and Kaseki, again.Off to the side, Kuuki watched them quite intensely. Her blue eyes trying to catch everything, not wanting to miss anything at all.
The girl can feel the heat from the melted glass liquid in waves. If she wasn't seeing it with her own eyes, she probably would never figure out that the orange liquid will turn into the see-through material that she sees in the lab. Having the same bright orange, she had half expected it to turn gray like iron. But, of course they were making glass.
She had half expected that Kaseki would be the one doing all the work. Kuuki observes the old man gently hammering the hot glass into shape with two pieces of iron. The glass was unlike any of the ones that can currently be found inside the lab. It had angles unlike the circular containers in the said place. It was almost like the glass table but more of a container as Chrome blew air on the tube.
"We need to make a storage box, which is the battery." Senku explains what they are currently doing.
Not long after the glass container was completed, at the behest of the science man, Kuuki arranged the wire and metal inside the glass.
Once that was done, the modern scientist was pouring a very clear liquid as he continued rumbling off cheerfully. "We just have to immerse these twolead plates with our familiar two-faced goddess, Miss Sulfurina." As if he wasn't just handling something so dangerous in his glove covered hands.
Kuuki can only imagine a very pretty girl at the thought. Only for it to turn around with death all around her. Her mind goes back to the time, when Kohaku explained how pretty the spring of death had looked only to be able to send you to eternal slumber when you inhaled it.
"Miss Sulfurina?" Gen voiced out, watching the scientist. "Ah, you meant sulphuric acid."
"Just let the current pass through it and it will be stored automatically." The modern scientist laughs. "It's simpler than I thought."
"How is it simple? It's so tiring." Chrome groans from beside the black haired girl. How he could remain standing, Kuuki can only wonder.
Senku replies as if the process was truly that simple. "Now we just have to make another five of these and connect them all together."
"Oh-ho. Isn't the Crafts Club working too hard lately?" The old man himself whines.
At the face of their complaints, Senku merely grins as he turns his head to the new member of their little craft team. This motion did not go unnoticed by the two crafters as they too turned to the silent girl who blinked at them in response. Even the bystander slash mentalist, Gen, was staring at her.
"Kuuki wanna try to make glass?" The red eyed scientist inquires.
Eh…
"But, I think it's interesting…"
Soon, Kuuki blew air into the iron tube. The air was slowly but surely going into the glass. But not fast enough and not constant enough. The glass she produced from her efforts obviously was not up to par even with Chrome's completed glass.
It wasn't easy… Kuuki concluded. The length of the iron tube she held was long. Maybe, if it was shorter… Her eyes study the iron tube. Nevertheless, it was obviously long because even with its current length she should still feel the heat from the hot orange glass. She loathes to admit but the air she breathed into it was sorely lacking. Granted, she–
The brown haired scientist interrupts her thought. "Kuuki, not like that." There was an amused tone from his voice as he tried to tease her. The girl hands over the tube to Chrome who holds his hand out to her.
The group focuses on the girl's first attempt at the glass. It wasn't the same gooey mess the group made that first time. Senku observes, trying to find the reason for the failure. The glass blowing done by Kuuki was strong enough to shape the glass but…
Kuuki watches as Kaseki removes her failed and first attempt at the glass from the iron tube. Chrome then scoops up the melted material from the furnace again. The two work well together, she thought.
Guess, even geniuses fail. Chrome thinks, a feeling of lightheartedness appears in his chest. The sight of Kuuki trying to blow air without touching her lips to the tube was a bit funny. No wonder the girl failed.
"Like this." Chrome demonstrates, putting his mouth over the tube as he blows air into it.
Unbeknownst to him and the group, Kuuki sweatdrops with a thought. Chrome… No way am I gonna put my mouth there… She looks off to the side. The image of another person's mouth over the iron tube, she was trying to remove from her mind's eye.
"Why don't you try to shape the glass instead? I'll blow the air into the tube." Kaseki volunteers.
Kuuki glances over to the old man, her blue eyes sparkling as she nods. Kaseki carefully demonstrates how to hammer the melted glass into shape as Chrome brings air into the glass. Once that one was done, Chrome placed the finished product off to the side to cool and harden.
The old man hands over the two iron pieces they used to hammer the glass into shape. Kuuki holds the two iron with sparkling eyes in excitement as Kaseki takes over the iron tube from Chrome. The brown haired scientist was thankful for the substitution. A short rest was very welcome after all.
"Wait a minute~" A sly voice chimes in suddenly.
The three crafters paused, looking at Gen in question. They watched as the sly modern timer pulled out a long piece of bandage as he approached the lone female of the group.
Kuuki blinks at Gen, wondering at the sudden intrusion.
"Excuse me~" The mentalist cheerfully says.
Not long after Kuuki's long sleeves were shortened by the same bandage Gen pulled out. She studies the tying method in wonder. She never knew that was possible.
"This is done on a kimono or a yukata to shorten the sleeves. Normally, tasuki (sash or cord)is used but a bandage also works." Gen explains as he hides his hands with his own long sleeved robes. "I'll show you later how to do this yourself, Kuuki-chan~"
(AN: Tasuki is a sash used to tie yukata or kimono sleeves to shorten in for functionality of the arms. I wanted to add it :3 I got an art for this on my tumblr aliaaa03)
Well, this way her sleeves won't get in the way. Kuuki nods happily. Soon, she works at shaping the glass as Kaseki and Chrome take turns doing the work and resting.
Senku later inspects that the shape for all the glasses were one and the same. In a way, Kuuki's total recall helps in making them sync in size and shape. Not long…
Battery was obtained.
"It can get a little dangerous."
"You're saying these bottles will store power?" Asks Ginrou as his fingers fiddled with one of the wires connected to one end. Once again they were back on the river bank with the newly made battery.
Ginrou… Kuuki thought worriedly at the blond guard. Beside her was a nonchalant Senku who was picking at his nose. She noticed that no one was trying to stop the other. Did this mean it was safe?
"The spinning power…" Just as Ginrou was about to finish, a shock ran through his body. There was the sound of zapping in chorus with his scream.
"They sure do~" Kohaku cheerfully voiced. Even Senku gazed at Ginrou getting electrocuted with a dumb grin as they all confirmed that the energy was successfully stored.
Opposite to the two were Kuuki and Suika watching in horror at what went on.
So it wasn't safe…
Kuuki picks up a thin branch from a tree on the ground. The girl starts to poke the fallen Ginrou with it. She didn't think it was wise to touch the blonde village guard. By her third poke, the boy recovers himself with a sudden gasp in realization, surprising the black haired girl.
"Wait, does this mean Kinrou and I don't have to spin that thing anymore?" His mind flashing back to the days of hell spinning the contraption. The farther his statement, the higher his voice went as was his excitement. It seems like the idea of no longer doing it even caused the strict Kinrou to peer at Senku for confirmation.
"Yep, never again." The scientist confirms with a smirk. "Didn't I tell you? This is the era of energy."
In response to his statement, the two clap their hands in victory. Even if only the younger slacker Ginrou shouts in cheer. "LONG LIVE ENERGY!"
Kinrou doesn't fall behind with his own noises of happiness?
"Ginrou the slacker, I get." Kokuyo observes. "But even the diligent Kinrou is celebrating?"
Suika sympathizes with the two. "That spinning thing must be really tiring."
Kuuki agrees with what the two said. She also wonders how the two brothers are so unlucky that they get the more laborious tasks within the Kingdom of Science.
"This is no holiday for you. I want you in other projects." Senku utters as he picks his ear this time.
A shiver ran up Kuuki's spine as she noticed quite the evil grin on Kohaku's lips and she was right as her blonde friend declares. "The combatants can focus on training now."
Poor Kinrou and Ginrou… Kuuki thought the two surely couldn't catch a break. Just like the two craftsmen behind her…
The three fighters of the group were about to leave the clearing for training, when Gen inquired. "Huh (Are)? Is Kuuki-chan not joining the training?"
All eyes in the area turn to him then at the silent girl. Kuuki gazed back at him with a confused look and a frown on her face. The girl reached her clipboard in her satchel and was about to write something but Kohaku beat her to it.
"What are you on about?" The blonde clarifies She was just as confused as everyone else regarding the modern timer's statement. "Why would Kuuki join us?"
Suika supplies. "Is it because the other day, Kohaku took Kuuki to hunt?"
The group recalls when the selectively mute girl was sleeping off her exhaustion and her dear blonde friend nonchalantly explains to them the reason for the other's exhaustion.
"We went hunting…" as Kohaku takes a bite out of the roasted fish. The blonde did not further explain.
The mentalist nods at the little girl. "That's right. (Sou, sou)"
Considering the fact, the villagers themselves didn't even know much about Kuuki's abilities. The idea that maybe she could fight didn't seem so far-fetched. Also, this was the Lioness' childhood friend.
Kuuki writes on her clipboard, quickly trying to supply her own thoughts. I don't have to fight…
Hunting is just catching stuff was what Kuuki wrote and was read by Senku. Even the modern scientist agrees, as he reminisces about the time when he was alone and had needed to hunt his own food. With the right technique…
Everyone was getting curious how the black haired girl could hunt.
"Kuuki doesn't fight, she's good at hunting though." Kohaku explains with a sweatdrop. Typical Kuuki… Her friend could be shy and so nonchalant about her own abilities.
It was Kokuyo who commented with a bit of nervous laughter at the thought of his late sister. "Ahh, just like Chisso-nee, who was one of the best hunters. So, Kuuki's a hunter too."
This bit of information surprised the villagers themselves. So, Kuuki's mother was someone amazing, it seemed.
The blonde female warrior proudly says. "Well, Teacher taught us how to hunt after all."
"Teacher?" Ginrou repeats. That was new to him.
Kuuki nods as she writes. Mama taught Kohaku and I how to hunt. And she taught Kohaku how to defend herself…
"Kuuki-chan's mom is someone amazing, huh?" The mentalist says aloud. The strong Kohaku was taught by this person. One can only imagine how strong that person must be. And if this person can threaten the previous village chief who was the previous winner of the Grand Bout?
The image of Kuuki's mom started forming in everyone's mind to someone who was a strong, muscled lady who could take down the best warrior and the previous chief. Meanwhile…
My mom's amazing, right? Kuuki thought with pride at her mother being the best. There was some misunderstanding going on…
"Still, not a day goes by without me thinking of you…"
Once the combatants led by Kohaku left, it was time to continue work for the crafts team. The black haired girl with Gen waves at the leaving group in goodbye. She turns her body back to examine the so-called crafts team falling apart.
"Hey, no time to rest now." Senku struggles to say as he starts sawing at a lump of wood. This was a new lump of wood he was working on, having already broken the first one.
Senku, you're gonna break that wood not looking at what you're doing… The black haired girl observes.
The modern scientist was talking to his fallen team members. Honestly, had it not been for Kuuki's additional help the two original crafters would have truly given up with exhaustion. Alas…
"This is too spartan…" Chrome was visibly deflating as he sat on the ground. The short rest they got wasn't truly enough to recover from the exhaustion and lack of sleep the previous days.
Suika screams for the old man lying in her arms. "Old man Kaseki's gonna die!"
Kuuki sweat drops at the sight they made. She put her hands together in prayer. Prayer for the fate of this little Crafts team.
"Kuuki-chan, old man Kaseki's not dead…" Gen informs her, misunderstanding the gesture. Kuuki deadpans at him in response, causing him to sweat.
"The waterwheel has another important function." The white haired scientist rumbles on, not keeping an eye on his hands. He cackles as he tries to entice his two fellow comrades. "Happy gearwork. The rotation of the waterwheel is incredible–"
The sound of the wood breaking in half interrupts his tirade.
Sighing, Kuuki taps on the modern scientist's arm. When their leader turns to her, she puts her hand out in a gesture to take the saw from his hands. A tree was sacrificed for that piece of wood…
The girl takes the saw in her hands, she'd happily examine it later. But right now, Kuuki looks at him in clear expectation. Now what?
No time to get depressed now, Senku hides his smirk as he takes out the blueprint for her to look at. Immediately, he instructs her on what to do. He wasn't really speaking in hushed tones so his words unintentionally revived their fallen comrades.
Kuuki highly doubts it was unintentional.
"We're gonna be rebuilding the furnace again, so we need this piece here." The scientist points at the gear in the drawing. Kuuki squats down beside him to look at it more clearly.
The girl nods after peering at the plans and trying to confirm the intended size. Suika was sitting in front of the two who got a new piece of wood laying around for the older girl to work on. Kuuki tries her hand at the saw.
As compared to Senku, the girl was hacking at the wood more expertly. However, Kuuki had no idea how this piece of gear was going to work exactly. She just knows how to hack away at wood as her lifelong hobby.
When two groaning voices come up from behind them. Collectively, the three glanced up. Unlike the modern scientist, the dark haired girl stops her hands from her sawing.
The sight her blue eyes took in gave her pause. Kuuki now believes that Senku might not be a mentalist but he truly knew how to catch the attention of even half dead men to do his bidding. I pray that I won't end up like these two in the future…
"So, by only adding teeth to a part of the disc, it alternates between catching the top and bottom parts. The spinning gets converted to a back and forth motion" An exhausted Chrome tries to visualize the blueprints in Senku's hands. "The human designed mechanism is too brilliant. Kore wa yabe…"
"All this crafting makes these old bones itch." An equally tired old Kaseki emotes as he stares at his hand. "Leave the detailed work to this old craftsman." No offense to the young crafting girl.
The little girl with the melon helmet gasps. "Ah… They were looking a little downcast earlier. One look at the design and they get all excited again."
Kuuki sweatdrops. Suika-chan, that was no little downcast. They were already halfway to heaven…
Modern timer, Gen, can only watch this scene in bemusement at the sight. He now realized the meaning for Kuuki trying to pray. The mentalist tries to hold himself back from doing the same thing. Will this little Kingdom of Science be alright?
The current Craft teams soon happily saw away into the sunset to make Senku's idea into reality.
"Please, watch over us as we do reckless things."
A group of villagers soon gathered in the riverbank to find that there was an update to the waterwheel again. They let out a gasp of amazement at finding the upgrade contraption.
"T-this is?" It was Ginrou who asked in shock and excitement.
Again, the waterwheel was upgraded… Kuuki watches on in amazement. Even when she was already part of the crafting team that built the upgrade, she could hardly believe what they had made. Her blue eyes sparkle as it takes in the unmanned furnace.
"We've leveled the old furnace system!" It was Chrome who answered the blond guard on what they did. Level 1: Gone were the days when they had to use a piping bag to blow air into the furnace. Level 2: Was hand pumping air using a bamboo pump. "Now, we've reached Level 3!"
Although she never experienced those earlier levels, Kuuki couldn't help but be excited nonetheless. She looks up at Kohaku with sparkling eyes.
The blonde warrior was a bit exasperated at her short friend. She can only express happiness at how lively Kuuki was looking these days. Kohaku was trying to ignore the tiny whisper at the back of her mind that her friend was turning into a science nerd. A thing to worry about given how reckless things can get…
It was one of the villagers, Ganen the resident food gourmet, who realized that there was no one manning the furnace. "Do you mean… as payment for the ramen…" Black smoke produced by the furnace continues to reach the sky.
"The hellish iron-making is finally automated!" Gen expressed the idea of this new contraption for everyone. Even he couldn't hold back the thrill at having to now skip the difficult work of air pumping into that darn furnace.
"LONG LIVE ENERGY!" The villagers who suffered collectively cheered. High five were exchanged with tears of joy running down their cheeks.
Senku cuts in the cheerful atmosphere as he picks on his ear. He reiterates what he said to the two brothers earlier. "As I've said, this isn't a holiday for you people."
Kuuki couldn't help but feel like the sequence of the dialogue occurred early. She was right when she noticed there was quite the familiar glint in Kokuyo's eyes. The same glint she saw in Kohaku before.
The former chief declares. "The non-combatants can focus on preparing for the winter now."
Ah, so she was right… Like father, like daughter…
"I've experienced some hard things in a short amount of time…"
In the following days and weeks, the whole village went busy with the winter preparations. Kuuki was soon roped into making a batch of glass jars. She had wondered earlier if she was gonna be gathering and hunting, when Kokuyo declared the winter preparations to proceed.
The idea of the glass jars were very interesting when Senku explained the idea of storing and preserving meat for winter. The how and why were thoroughly explained by the modern scientist one night when Kuuki routinely came in to make more paper. Her new friend Namari would hesitantly ask for one or two papers and the older girl would give in to the little girl's request.
Without intention, it has become the girl's routine to come in everyday to this little space where she now works. Sometimes at night to make her needed mode of communication. Though, given how busy they get sometimes, there was hardly any need to write. Her hands were working to make things.
The black haired guessed she was more of a crafter now. An idea that she can hardly reject these days. Once more, the four members of the Crafts team huddled in the middle of the Kingdom of Science one morning.
The sound of footsteps catches Kuuki's ear but still her eyes were focusing on her task at hand. By the sound of those footsteps having no wooden sandals on their feet, Kuuki identifies the person to be Gen.
"What is the Spartan Crafts Club doing this time?" And the girl was right as the mentalist questions them what they were doing.
As usual, Senku nonchalantly tells him. "Light bulb." The modern scientist studies the work in progress project that Kuuki handed over to him. Blue eyes still follow the bulb's movement as the scientist passes it over to Chrome.
Not looking up, but Kuuki can feel exasperation come in waves from the mentalist at his fellow modern timer's answer. Sometimes, she wonders if these two modern timers were from the same era…
"When the filament is lit, the temperature will rise to 2,000 degrees. The connected gold wire will also melt." The red eyed scientist explains to everyone who cares enough to listen. "We can only reinforce it with glass, instead of super glue."
Chrome holds down the bulb to the ground with iron tongs as Kaseki works on melding the so-called filament to the wires inside the glass.
"This job is so sophisticated, it's tough even for me." The old craftsman says. His hands shaking at the need for intense accuracy.
Kuuki watched this happen intensely. Internally cheering for the old man. She tried hard not to think about the unfamiliar terms Senku was spouting off on lest she miss anything they were doing. She'll ask later when she visits again… The girl takes note in her mind.
At the sound of the glass breaking, it caused a chain reaction between them. "Yabe! This is too difficult." The brown haired scientist whines a bit loudly.
Ugh… The sight of the broken glass between them was a heartbreaking sight for Kuuki.
"What's the matter? Feeling discouraged already?" The modern scientist cackles as if the failure in front of them was of no consequence to what they were trying to achieve.
"Hm? Not at all." Kaseki answers their science leader.
It sounds true. Could this be the difference in experience in years? Kuuki wonders. Her eyes observing the tiny old man stand tall with pride.
And it honestly was the truth for this old craftsman. "But my body's a bit tired."
Kuuki can't help but admire the old master craftsman for his skill and honesty. It seemed she wasn't alone as Senku responded. "As expected of a master. How reliable."
"Seriously, I have lived in this village for 60 years." Kaseki sounded pleased but a bit shy at the scientist's praise. There was a tone in his voice that caused the air to become sincere. "Senku, everything has changed ever since you came here."
Kaseki continues on. "I've done extraordinary physical activity. At the same time, I've experienced a whole lot of fun. Everybody probably thinks the same."
There was sincerity in the old man's words that Kuuki can't help but agree with. She hides her grin behind her hands. Her mind was coming up with everyone in the village doing their own things.
Had it not been for her photographic memory, she doubts her blue eyes would catch the very tiny upward motion on the red eyed scientist's lips.
"Mama, I…"
The preparations for winter continue on as the trees in the forest turn to bright orange and yellows. Everyone in the village seemed so lively even when the harvest season of the year was about to come. Kuuki observes.
Her eyes noticed that hardly anyone among the children and elderly were avoiding her now.
The black haired girl's days were filled with occasionally gathering and hunting for food. Since becoming so busy, speaking lessons came to a halt. But for some reason, she hardly minds this. Kohaku might not agree however… Unlike previous years, she hardly feels like her voice gets stuck in her throat these days.
As she focuses on her own task. Her main job right now was helping out the crafts team. She can hardly deny it now…
"I'm having a lot of fun being part of the Kingdom of Science under the Spartan Crafts Team." Kuuki tells her mother with a delighted smile. She was sure that this joy was coming from the bottom of her heart. The warmth in her chest was only interrupted when her skin started to feel the chill in the air.
The season is soon changing into winter, Kuuki rubs her hands together and blows warm air into them as she looks up at the sky.
Soon, it will be winter…
"Oi, Kuuki." Kohaku's voice rang in the village graveyard, looking for her. "We need you back in the base!"
"Coming." The black haired girl answers back as she stands up before her mother's grave. To her mother, she says her goodbyes and leaves the area. The smile still present on her face as she clutched a tiny replica of the gear in her hand.
AN: Winter is coming next! Was gonna update earlier but the wrist thing did not let me (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
Have you seen season 3 already? I haven't yet but already saw the new intro! I am so hyped! I'm gonna avoid it for now, cause my brain will automatically think of the plot for this fic when I do. And the next arc is getting me excited!
Let me just share, totally unrelated to the fic. I have been legitimately unlucky IRL since the last week of March (stubbed my toe on a 5cm /2in step, murdered my feet multiple times on a corner, got that wrist thingy, broke my favorite glass cup with ice and other things) but atleast I won my 50/50s in-game 4 times since smol baby grass god! Counting the small good things in life!
Thank you to all you readers and viewers of this little fic! You guys are so nice to me and are very encouraging! I wish all of you a happy day/morning/afternoon/evening/night!
To the Guest reviewer back in chapter 9: Thank you very much! No need to look in ao3 since you're already read it here!
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