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「電話番号を教えることはできませんよ。
それは絶対ダメですok?なんだよ。この情報は私には何の役にも立ちませんが、ハッカーにとっては使える情報だ。
もし自己肯定感が欲しいだけなら、名前を挙げるとか、単に「はい」って言うだけで十分です。」

Rinse with stone, rest in rivers

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– “The mysterious Kurogane Kyoko”? Huh.

– What about “Lavulin”? Did anyone come see Lavulin?
*scroll, scroll*
Yayyyyy there’re two people seeing Lavulin yaaaaaaayyyyy!!!!!

She shakes the phone like a friend’s hand.

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Fun fact!

Did you know that Kyon turns into a seawater mermaid when she is lazy and/or lazing around in a pool?

At sea where there are waves around, she would close her legs together and wiggle, roll 720 degrees, and then jump out of the water.

– I’m a mermaid!!!
– Yes yes, at least you wear a maid swimsuit, so it counts.

Fearlessly. A little salt water hiccup is nothing to her.

We miss the sandy beaches back home already…

– Although it’s brown sand.
– Yeah. Not as white as in the south.

Kyon takes over the podcast:

– Ooh boy, we can name a few beaches/beach cities that we like, but our favorite is still that one place. It was hi noon, and despite the sun roasting us like we were Peking ducks, the water was crystal clear and cool as melted ice. The sand offered us not one handful, but treasure troves of colorful cockles, tellin shells and button tops.

We are born collectors. To be precise, I’m like a magpie when it comes to small, insignificant, but bountiful things, like stones on a lake shore. And that probably transferred to Lav and the kids as well. We bask in joy when we collect the rarest kinds of stones available: a fake jade stone made of 10-year-old glass, all the green stones we could find (most stones there were blue, gray and pink), a pink stone that has blood-red veins like human flesh, a stone looking exactly like a pickle (we swear), and all the rhyolite and quartz we found pretty. Some people like schist, the sparkly stones that appear sharp, but I advise against collecting them without proper storage procedures, because they are likely to release mica dust.

Sadly, we have lost them all since moving to the new town. There’s no point in regret, because we know we will never find the same stones ever again.

Of course, like a stork, we will keep snooping around the lake, even if my mom tells us to respect the environment. What harm can a few youkai do? One box of chocolate, or 3 kilograms of stones?

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