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>>10976015
>>10976009

No worries, you're clearly the superior player, Koishi is just Koishi.

Flandre, Ran, Mokou, Yukari. I beat Suwako today.
So still Nue, Mamizou and Koishi.
Once I got past Koishi's set of heart cards, she isn't SO bad. I got to Philosophy of a Hated Person.

I do. My most recent one is that I am working for the railroad. Its late and cold outside. I am doing a routine inspection of a military train thats stopped off at our depot do to a crew shortage. It seams a bit strange but I just do my job as usual with out asking questions. I get to a most curious boxcar. The inventory puts it at 20 tons, hydro turbine parts, but this car is only certified for a light load, 5 tons max. I notice the door is not even latched properly. I move to inspect the lock when I hear a strange sound coming from within, the sound of air flowing. My curiosity gets the better of me, I know there is no one around, the crew, guard more like, was all at the depot. So I enter.

My eyes could not have been more shocked. There in the back of this dimly lit car was cage taking up the whole back side of the car. The bars were thick as the rails. There certainly something setting in the middle of it but with the poor lighting it was hard to make out. From here it looked like a pile of rags. My common sense was telling me to forget what I had seen and leave this place but the darker part of me pushed forward. There, staring at the wall was a young girl, could have been more then 13 years old, dressed in old fashioned clothing. Her hair was hard to make out in the darkness but the color could not have been any shade of brown. Though I was the only thing moving in this place she took no notice of me. Finally even with the bars and my eyes becoming fully adjusted to the light I gaze in to the cell. All reason seams to have left the world, because there in front of me sat Kioshi.