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Hey all. I finished a chapter of the fic I was talking about earlier. This is the first thing I write seriously, so please be kind, thank you.

Suddenly, I am born. To do so is nothing but the highest afront to everything my people stand for. To be born, is to die. To die is to live. To live is to sin. To sin, is to be impure. Mom says I shouldn’t do that, sin I mean. She says it will lead me to things I shouldn’t do. Like great aunt.
I can see why she ended up where she ended up.
I really should stop sinning so much.
My name is Ugayafukiaezu no Mikoto, but that’s a mouthful. Everyone calls me Anon, because I am a male. I think. There doesn’t seem to be a lot of men, at least I don’t see them. Most of the people I’m around are girls.
I don’t complain, girls are great to look and touch! The bunnies are like buttons which make noises when you press them, it’s fun!
The other women are great also, but they aren’t as fun in the usual way. They are prettier to look at, always prim and proper, and they smell great too! But they are always so serious, and focused, and dismissive. But that’s fun too.
My favorite is my aunt, - my other aunt - she’s so cool, all day, every day! She’s always like, ‘do this’ ‘do that’, all commanding and in control. And her hair is always flowing, and the color is pretty. She also looks great always, she has a great butt too!
It’s a shame she’s such a stick in the mud.
“Ugayafukiaezu no Mikoto! I’ll assume - considering how you are so carelessly lounging - that you’ve finished all your chores,” Yorihime, my dear aunt, says whilst rudely irrupting my place of tranquil.
“Y’know, you are the only one who says my full name, you gotta use the nicknames, Yocchan!”
“That name was given to you by your mother, you should wear it with pride.”
“Well, mama calls me baby, you can do so samely.”
“You are not distracting me with your scandalous comments nor your words with wrong meaning. Finish your chores.”
“But I already finished them!”
She cocks her delicious hip to the side. “Truthfully? Show me then.”
I rise up from my lounging space. “Yeah, come here!” I usher her inside the house. “I did that exorcism thing.”
“Practice in evil spirit banishment 1. You had to expel a poltergeist from a simple vase.”
“Yeah, yeah, for sure. Over here, right this way.” I open the door to my room, luckily, I had cleaned.
“Where is the vase?” Yocchan went inside and I, naturally, shut and locked the door, to promptly get out of there.
It took about two seconds for auntie dearest to utterly obliterate the poor door, who’s only sin was being in possession of the sinner. Tragic door, much sadness.
She looked very much, as you may say, not amused. She zeroed in the open front, from which she assumed I had escaped. She didn’t run, so much as disappeared, leaving behind naught a gust of wind.
Now, my dear friend, you may ask, ‘But how do you know about the parts you weren’t in?’ Well you see, I was in, very much in. Well, I was behind the door (in power may it rest). Dear, oh so dear Yocchan, in her lunarian wisdom, did not look behind her. Mama always said I was lucky.
So now, what do I do?
Oh, I know just the way to procrastinate in the best way. Without much effort too!
Let’s go bully some cute bunnies, who are also funny!
I duck and weave my way through the main streets of the Capital, like I had done a million and two times before. It is very easy when no one acknowledges my existence on account that I’d, well, kill them.
I reach the buildings reserved for the best bun-buns. And Reisen. Reisen is not the best, she is, in fact, not even good.
However, I like her, not for her smarts, brawns, skills, looks, lucks, marksmans, or other stuffs. I like her more as how one likes an investment gone bad, sunk cost fallacy and such.
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>>43588210
kys

so now what shit*ko will steal rika feet art from her?

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>>43171170
Yeh TOO is quite good. To me, as an album it's actually more listenable than MG.

However, I've already played every song a bunch of times and now I'm already bored of it.

The main problem with BM is that, despite the "lore", there's nothing much to talk about. Music is great? Ok. New music video? Ok, it's another live proshot. First Take video? Ok, Su can sing well.. Momoko joined? Ok we predicted that. So now what?

In this day and age music ain't enough, pop groups need more of an online presence.

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