A massive upheaval occurred in the world.
For the first time, a 100-story tower was finally conquered by the Man-eater.
What exactly is on the 100th floor? How did they break through the infamous 90th floor?
The U.S. government knew, but other countries had no way of finding out.
Asuka wondered if they should investigate, but they wouldn’t dare approach classified information and risk being dealt with.
Isn’t there a saying that curiosity killed the cat?
It was more important for Wakamou to console Olga Romanova, whose news had been buried despite putting on a grand battle and summoning an invisible dragon today.
Frankly, they didn’t care about what was supposed to be the “Legendary Class Gathering,” better read as the “Group of Unlucky Fools Labeled by the Tower.”
However, there was a slight annoyance and curiosity regarding graduate students being ranked above idols.
“There’s no ninja or angel on the list…”
Moreover, some Legendary Class holders known to Wakamou weren’t even on the list.
In such cases, there were two possibilities. They either hid their class, or they were “dead.”
Worried, they contacted Japan, only to find out that the person was alive and well.
When Wakamou pointed out that there was no [Ninja] on the list, the Japanese Association President was taken aback, wondering if he had been lying, despite boasting so much.
After all, without being a Legendary Class, they wouldn’t receive invitations or be able to view the rankings.
The fact that a Legendary Class conquered the 100-floor tower meant that the towers were hosting a festival in their honor. There was a nagging suspicion that the American Tower was throwing a grand party just to mock other climbers who hadn’t conquered the 100th floor yet.
Perhaps because Wakamou was gradually understanding the nature of the towers, their instincts seemed to whisper the truth as they grew sharper each day.
“Still, I’m curious…”
While knowing that the Vatican had a Saint, Wakamou was surprised to learn that the Saint named La Pucelle was a “7th generation.”
What horrific and tragic events might have happened…they didn’t want to imagine.
Is the condition for a Legendary Class’s career change known, leading to fights over becoming one?
“So, chief…what will you do? Are you going?”
“Wow, the community only talks about the Legendary Class…”
“I don’t want to go…”
“Can I have a gun?”
Sadako, unable to attend because they weren’t a Legendary Class, asked.
Liu Ying, checking the community out of concern for Olga, couldn’t find any mention of Joseph, leading to…why is this one smiling?
Regardless, neither Olga nor the others felt like going.
Meanwhile, Adelheid was looking for a gun, given the opportunity to meet an engineer.
Wakamou stopped Liu Ying from handing poison and a gun to her.
“Please!! Let me kill them!!!”
“If you kill them, you can’t do a VTuber broadcast!!!”
“Grrrr…I want them to regret being alive…!! Leaving me, the radiant youth, and dreams, treating my expensive works like scraps of paper, despised as a national disgrace, unable to pay for electricity or water, drinking river water until my body is wrecked, I want them to suffer that pain deeply engraved…!! Ahh..I hear it…this voice…Goering…is that you…?”
“Adelheid, please get a grip? I’m asking you like an adult here. We’ll all be living together, so let’s show them success and make them regret it.”
“So, you’re saying, let’s set Germany on fire?”
“Somebody bring medicine…”
Asuka shook an empty pill bottle and shoved it into Adelheid’s mouth. Modern medicine is something to be thankful for…the darkness within a deeply wounded person’s mind is terrifying…VTubers are prone to mental illness, so regular doctor visits are necessary!!
Of course, our members seemed immune to mental illness and other troubles, but the first generation probably needed a lot of care.
“But now, does that mean our Russian and Korean Towers only have Olga and me?”
“Huh? Ah… no… there might be people who moved to other countries from Russia…”
“Oh, I see…”
Come to think of it, Russian climbers in the U.S. or China hadn’t been stripped of their qualifications. They had only stripped the qualifications of all Russian residents.
Is the sphere of influence limited to their own country? In that case, how does affiliation change if different countries consume other countries?
Rubbing his chin in thought, Wakamou decided not to go, as previously told by the architect Jackson, most Legendary Class belonged to the [Six Legged Beast].
It meant if he went, there might be only enemies targeting Wakamou from all sides. Why take such risks?
[You can earn many rewards by participating!]
“……Olga, does this pop up for you too?”
“Uh… no… is there something?”
A translucent notification window visible only to Wakamou.
As if the Korean Tower was panicking because it seemed like Wakamou wouldn’t go, spamming messages came flooding in.
“I don’t want to go, damn it!! What reward?!”
[……You can broadcast the festival scene!]
“But I’m a VTuber!! Not a streamer!! No matter what rewards you offer, there’s no way I’m going!! Get it? You’re pushing the only climber into the brink of death. I won’t go, alive or dead!!”
[We will enhance the job-specific skills to improve the health of VTubers as a reward.]
“Open the way!!! It’s time for heroes and champions!!!”
With a determined expression and stride, today, Wakamou sets out to fight against evil!!
No matter who the opponent is, smash them all to the ground…!!
This strength, gained through desperate efforts to become stronger, is to protect precious and loved ones.
If you are afraid of getting hurt, evil will pull the shining stars from the sky….
Awaken, Wakamou!!
“Sun!! Bestow courage through love!!”
Burn brighter, Wakamou!! Be the fighter!!
“Toh─!”
Seeing Wakamou disappearing with a signature high jump and spin from a superhero show after tearing the invitation, Olga and Adelheid exchanged glances and tore their invitations.
“What do we do now, Sadako?”
“We can’t do anything, Liu Ying. Go get the popcorn.”
And watching their three colleagues vanish, Liu Ying asked Sadako.
With the broadcast over, well…. scratching her backside, Sadako suggested watching a movie to Liu Ying.
[My Worlds] had to be opened by Wakamou to return home, but since it wasn’t, the two had no choice but to spend the day playing in [Wakamou 1st floor], essentially an all-nighter.
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“Welcome to Erin, Milletian!”
“Oh shit”
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Wearing a floppy bread hat and denim overalls, a cute girl was sitting at a higher place than Wakamou, waving to greet her.
Who is she? An apostle of the tower? With a gaze that seemed to say that, Wakamou stared intently, and she laughed, saying that she didn’t know what Wakamou was thinking since her eyes were closed.
“Nice to meet you, [Idol]. I’m just a climber mediating between the tower and humans at this festival. Can you sign for me?”
Claiming to be a believer watching the broadcast, and mentioning a collaboration before, she handed over paper and a pen. Making sure the paper wasn’t some contract, Wakamou signed and handed it back. They also gave her a [Idol’s Statue] as a gift, and seeing the item effect, she was bewildered before bursting into laughter.
“Welcome to the tower’s festival. Oh, and you probably already know…there will be quite a few enemies.”
“You mean the Six Legged Beast, right?”
“No, I mean there are a lot of enemies because the [Korean Tower] has been bragging so much, so you have many enemies.”
“Damned, hell!!!”
“The first-ever and only Legendary Class in 10 years of history from South Korea. Wakamou Inarizushi…welcome to the festival.”
With that, she opened the way.
[Not calling her] an apostle of the tower was unsettling.
It was awkward to dig into it, so they decided to just move on, but curiosity got the better of them, and they decided to ask her one more thing.
“By the way, are all the Legendary Classes participating right now from all over the world?”
“Yes, that’s right. Are you thinking that the invitation didn’t reach because the class you know didn’t exist?”
The girl chuckled, knowing what Wakamou was thinking, and holding the figure in one hand, she answered Wakamou’s question.
“48 people. Including the Legendary Class that died yesterday, that’s the total of the dead Legendary Class climbers so far.”
Climbers die as they ascend the tower. Moreover, it’s no exception for Legendary Class.
It seemed that a climber with the class called [Angel] had also died without Wakamou knowing.
“──She wasn’t Six Legged, nor was she killed by them.”
[The Six Legged Beast] didn’t kill her. Wakamou speculated that maybe rejection of a recruitment offer or being deemed dangerous led to her death, but why did it seem like such troubles only occurred for Wakamou?
“For reference, the boss of the Six Legged Beast respects their freedom like the tower does, so they only [ask]. They don’t [command].”
The girl reminded them that it’s entirely their judgment and action.
She also mentioned that it was true the boss was highly interested in Wakamou Inarizushi.
If that’s the case, shouldn’t they just come personally? The thought crossed Wakamou’s mind, but the girl continued speaking.
“The power and influence of climbers are growing. You know that, right?”
“…..Surely not”
“The Korean government won’t betray you, but your existence is quite troublesome for many countries. Hope I can see you for a long time. Isn’t that so? What’s worse than seeing your cherished idol forcibly graduated by the government?”
The girl waved, saying so.
The existence of climbers is unique. To maintain a nation, their existence is indispensable.
Among them, the 『Legendary Class』 is even more special.
Once the conditions for their advancement are known, it’s a class that could be immediately obtained by ordinary citizens, potentially leading to abductions, threats, and eventually even murder.
Even for Wakamou, it wasn’t an issue he could dismiss lightly.
That’s why members stayed at [Wakamou 1st floor] to ensure maximum safety.
While the Six Legged Beast might not hunt Legendary Classes regularly, the unchanged part meant that they had been killed by someone repeatedly.
Humans are the scariest of all creatures.
Aren’t VTubers the same? From stalkers to defamations, claiming to be fans but doing acts akin to anti-fans…..
“One more. Why do you think the boss of the [Six Legged Beast] is creating the Legendary Class?”
“Probably because they don’t want the world to fall apart. There might be some personal gain involved. You know it too, don’t you? Unlike novels, the tower in our world is incredibly gentle to humans.”
Saying so, the girl lifted her bread hat, offering a farewell.
As the climber, self-proclaimed mediator of the tower, a mysterious identity whose presence couldn’t be felt, disappeared, the surroundings began to brighten.
“Whew”
And soon, what was revealed was a splendid garden of gods, reminiscent of where the gods of Olympus might dwell.
All manner of flowers were in bloom, defying seasons, and Greek-style temple columns stood in place as if allowing no shadow, filling the interiors with a dazzling light.
The peaceful sound of birds and insects echoed through, making one think this might just be heaven.
Following the sole path available, as Wakamou walked, the entrance vanished, revealing a staircase bathed in light below.
Descending those stairs, a red carpet rolled out over the stairs, stretching long.
A grand fountain with statues of the tower and climbers.
Arrayed around it were buffet-style dishes expected at banquets and various drinks stored in refrigerators.
And among them, dozens of climbers gathered.
Was Wakamou the last? No, it was wrong.
They emerged from different rooms leading to the plaza.
Only Wakamou was descending from the heavenly stairs with dignity.
‘How embarrassing’
Feeling momentarily nervous as all eyes were on them─being pricked and stabbed by things like murderous intent, hostility, and even fighting spirit─Wakamou opened their eyes, revealing their vigor.
Heaven turned crimson as the skies shined with the hue of the apocalypse, as though hell had come.
“Hey! No energy fights allowed!”
An arbitrator, clad in a splendid uniform and a red cape draped over one shoulder, shouted out.
With a monocle on, the girl exuded charisma, challenging whether she was indeed the same person as before.
“Aren’t you giving too much spotlight to someone who’s not the star of the banquet?”
“Haha, does it seem so? ‘Lowest Legendary Class’ dear?”
The arbitrator laughed, displaying a ranking of the 『Class』 established by the tower for everyone to see.
It sorted classes into combat and non-combat jobs, ranking them.
100% non-combat Legendry Class─ a class infinitely far from combat than artists who can’t kill opponents; that was the Idol.
The arbitrator comforted, saying not to be too hurt for being weak as a class, not as a climber.
“Alright, here are the climber rankings.”
Saying so, a massive monument, hitherto indistinct due to dazzling backlight, came into Wakamou’s view.
The monument inscribed with 【Legendary Class “Climber” Ranking】.
Gazing upon it, information flooded Wakamou’s mind. How was the tower conquered, how much was conquered, how many powerful enemies were defeated….the sum of such information exhibited the ranking of “Legendary Class of Climbers” appointed by the tower.
Climber Ranking.
1.[Idol] Wakamou Inarizushi- [100 floors above]
2.[Man-eater] Amelia Shear Mason – [91 floors]
3.[Mujon] Yao Fang – [74 floors]
4.[Holy Knight] Alexander Doherty – [69 floors]
5.[Satanist] Elysei Bon – [62 floors]
6.[Collector] Liu Wei – [60 floors]
7.[Werebeast] Ingrid Luntree [55 floors]
8.[Swordsman] Miyamoto Kashira [48 floors]
9.[Soldier] Hector D. De la Garza [47 floors]
10.[Predator] Penthesilea [45 floors]
And though the most powerful being among the Legendary Class was supposed to be a 2nd-generation [Man-eater], who conquered countless towers and ripped apart many monsters, surprisingly, it was Wakamou Inarizushi.
Seeing the monument with their VTuber nickname instead of their real name, Wakamou felt the seriousness, yet was indifferent.
Ironically, had they been ranked lower while always writhing in combat, Wakamou would have truly been aggrieved.
All the rewards are crap, the difficulty is insane… and the tower always yells at me for being non-combat: “You’re wrong!!” they’d say.
But thanks to that, I got all fired up and rose through sheer determination, so in a way, the outcome was inevitable.
Among the top rankers classified as Legendary Class combatants, only three people entered the Climber rankings.
This was proof that the strength of a class doesn’t translate to a Climber’s strength.
“Are you 100% non-combat Legendary Class?”
Shall I say he seemed cocky? His voice carried sarcasm, disdain, and condescension, though he was looking up, his gaze and aura suggested he felt superior. What he was wearing on his waist screamed ‘I’m a freaking amazing sword’ just from the light it emitted, and it gave away his class.
I also knew from the information sent by Manager Wanda Haye—the Climber who wore a crown as if he believed himself to be a king.
“And are you 100% combat Legendary Class then?”
Laughing it off with a snort, Wakamou shot back his response mockingly.
There are things that only Climbers can know.
And at the same time, Climbers secretly took pride in them.
“Did you only climb the weak Towers? Is the British Tower so easy? Holding such a great job and you’re just fourth place. Isn’t your head held too high?”
Before the Holy Swordsman could speak, Wakamou suppressed him with his presence, releasing Mana with a flourish.
Determined not to lose, the Holy Swordsman also released his Mana, but Wakamou, who stood taller while pressing the hilt of the holy sword, glared down at him with hostility, forcing him to take a step back.
“I’m already annoyed by Towers talking about non-combat… they don’t seem to like that the strongest Legendary Class is non-combat. How many [Six Legged Beasts] are here? If you want to fight, I’ll oblige.”
Looking around as he sent his gaze, no one rashly stepped forward.
While some were tense or frightened, others watched with curiosity or excitement. Some Climbers were even eager to compete.
“I should take care of that German engineer first. I never avoid a fight that comes walking to me.”
“Eek…”
Hearing the words uttered in the direction of a frightened voice hiding away, Wakamou turned his gaze to find Adelheid wandering like a murderer, eyes bloodshot, gripping a dagger—or rather, a carving knife.
“Adelheid!!”
“Ugh…”
As Wakamou called her name, Adelheid, approached reluctantly, and Wakamou took her arm and led her away.
As if a storm had passed through, a chilling silence washed over the banquet hall.
“Thanks for sorting the situation? Since it’s a festival, let’s not pick fights unnecessarily and fight. It’s not like you’re an oblivious brat, right? Oh, and I’m not saying this for the Holy Swordsman to hear, so don’t misunderstand. I know you live for your glory, but you’re not at the age where you can’t tell shit from shinola, right? Mediators aren’t kindergarten teachers~”
“Ahahahahaha!!”
“Kyaahahahaha!!”
“Heheheheh”
“Puhahahaha!!”
Taking the microphone and throwing jokes, the Mediator who criticized the Holy Swordsman first into confrontation explained that Climbers could enter the “Various Towers” shelters and wait there.
Climbers were free to socialize, but for now, he said to enjoy what the countries’ Towers have prepared for the [Legendary Class].
“Today is a festival for Legendary Classes. The Towers set the conditions, but who transitions depends on the heavens. Remember that your existence brings immense benefits to Tower and country, including Climbers. Enjoy the celebration the Towers have prepared for you.”
As he snapped his fingers, light filled the entire banquet hall.
Feeling similar to climbing the tower, Wakamou soon realized he was sitting on a throne.
Sitting at the king’s position in a place reminiscent of a royal Korean palace, Wakamou stood up dumbfounded.
The table before him was showcasing a spread fitting for a king.
He bypassed the meal and instead opened the door to the audience chamber, greeted by a wide-open space reminiscent of a Korean palace courtyard.
The gate, marked as an exit, left quite the impression.
It was then that Wakamou realized a paper was clasped in his hand. Unfolding it, he found the descriptions of the shelters.
“The shelter expands with the Legendary Class Climber’s achievements! You call that discrimination? It’s deserved treatment! – By the Mediator”
“Uh… hmm…”
Descending the stone steps for a walk, it ranged from hot springs to an arcade to a Wakamou merchandise display room…
It was too vast to explore in a single day.
Thinking it was mere scenery, he climbed over the wall and was left speechless at the stunning view of the ocean beyond the hill.
“Korean Tower… you must have staked everything on Wakamou… and succeeded!!”
Returning to the palace, Fox Spirits clad in ceremonial garb stood in formation.
Beating drums and gongs, they welcomed the king with song and dance. Watching this, Wakamou was led by the Spirits tugging at his sleeve to sit at the king’s spot with an unobstructed view of the performance.
Fox Spirits bustling with activity showcased splendid songs and dances, placing warm drinks and food before Wakamou.
As night fell and stars emerged, fireworks even illuminated the sky.
“Oh, I’m going to get a stomachache.”
Gold flakes floated on his drink as Wakamou began feeling woozy from wine.
“Is it okay to allow guests from other nations entrance?”
“Let them in!”
Well, despite saying that, Wakamou was quite enjoying it.
The Korean Tower seems to have prepared with utmost dedication… and who ever disliked a table full of meat?
As the palace gates began to open, a queue of hesitant Legendary Class Climbers started filing in.
The Fox Spirits moved busily, laying mats at the low tables and guiding guests.
Wakamou, lying luxuriously on his side at the king’s seat, waved his hand looking at familiar faces.
“The scale is on a different level….”
“The American Tower was good too! With burgers and all! The American style wasn’t bad!”
“Still, you can’t really stay there”
“That’s true too!”
Ava, the Esper, and Jackson, the Architect, marveled at the vastness of the Korean Tower, showing gratitude as they took their seats.
“You never know when a Man-eater might go crazy. It’s like sitting on pins and needles.”
“Like caging us in one cage with a lion…”
Ava candidly confessed how she fled, barely suppressing herself with her abilities from going berserk. She implied that by now, the American Climbers likely scattered seeking safety elsewhere, leaving Wakamou bewildered.
“It’s the same with the China Tower.”
Liu Wei, who naturally sat at the nearest spot, also had much to say. The Shapeshifting Wizard was someone who hadn’t helped during times of national turmoil, and Mujon was just a selfish human, he grumbled. After peace returned to China under the newly formed government, those who hovered like hyenas, refusing to acknowledge the ascension of Liu Ying as [Emperor].
Unexpectedly verbose, he criticized them raucously, claiming that thanks to those wasteful wretches, even he gets labeled as [Six Legged Beast], swigging alcohol directly from the bottle.
“I… didn’t see any… problems… it was just cramped, and they only gave bread and soup…”
In some sense, Olga recounted how the Russian Tower’s climber training failed miserably, resembling a rundown studio. Only bread, soup, and vodka, lamented that the country was poor, and so was the Tower, shedding tears.
“There are plenty of Legendary Classes in Germany! Did you know? Other than me, they’re all [Six Legged Beast]!”
Adelheid sulked, complaining about being interrupted when she tried planting a carving knife into the Engineer’s head.
With [Doppelgänger] and [Illusionist]. Outnumbered 1:3, there was no chance to win, so she simply left in a huff, clenching her teeth.
Contrary to claims that Engineer was the only Legendary Class in Germany, it seemed two other hidden [Six Legged Beast] existed, concealed even from the government.
“So what’s your real identity?”
“I’m a [Shapeshifter]…”
The Japanese Ninja finally confessed, realizing there was no longer room to hide his true job.
Somehow, the surprise attack while fighting the King of Authority seemed lackluster for a ninja? Turns out he was merely a self-proclaimed ninja, rather than a real one.
“Legendary Classes are self-declared…. you want to stay safe too… plus it’s good for deceiving others about your true identity…. to fool an enemy, you must first fool your allies, right?!”
“Not wrong…”
Legendary Classes are one-of-a-kind.
Among ascended Climbers, some, like Sadako, transitioned from [Wizard] to [Shape-shifting Wizard]. [Fighter] to [Warrior] or [Knight] and even surpassing them as [Paladin]…
Clearing their path, owning a unique class led some to misunderstand themselves as Legendary Class.
But that clarification seems rectified today.
If you weren’t invited, it means you’re not a Legendary Class.
“Anyway, alien creatures. I know America tried creating Legendary Class but… what have they created?”
“I don’t know either! Don’t ask me! There’s an abundance of unknown Legendary Classes the Special Forces don’t even know about… oh, this is tasty!”
“Well, it’s a festival, so let’s enjoy it for now.”
Extraneous worries or concerns were for later.
Eat till satisfied and drink freely, raising his glass high, Wakamou toasted.
“[The Korean Tower announces a climber upheaval is imminent due to a 100-floor attack!]”
“[Through data gathered from Legendary Classes, new additions and reforms abound!]”
“[The court asks if the king is pleased?]”
“Well, I like it.”
“[Duels among Legendary Classes are planned. Winners will receive various prizes, and─ shortly, a shop is opening with general or dedicated gear for Legendary Classes prepared by the Towers.]”
“…Really?”
“Is it true?”
Legendary Classes gathered there murmured among themselves.
Hadn’t these individuals suffered the hardship of using general gear without class-specific equipment due to their differing occupations?
More than that, Wakamou was curious why the Towers would have their associated Climbers engage in proxy battles, though he inquired with hope.
“[Does that include equipment for the Idol?]”
And then there was silence.
He waited long for a response, but none came.
“Excuse me. I came to inform you that a proxy battle hosted by the Towers is upcoming.”
“Why doesn’t the Korean Tower tell me? Does it have no mouth?”
“Moreover, the [Idol] is an unexpected Legendary Class, so there’s no specialized equipment prepared according to the Towers’ store preps.”
Trembling with rage, Wakamou overturned the dining table.
The mediator, who arrived to deliver the message, read the room and quietly slipped away.
Not even the outburst of a Demon King awakened from his seal in rage against the world could be as piteous.
As if all Towers heard, Wakamou howled with sorrow.
Completely losing his senses, he transformed, charging out beast-like.
Outdoors, the banquet was in chaos.
Some of the Legendary Classes wailed, “Why don’t I have dedicated gear!!!”
“Why make such a class!! Just make me a Climber!!!” They sobbed drunkenly.
Tied in straitjackets, screaming deranged beast-men were being subdued by mediators, with a masked girl also racing crazed.
“What’s so sage about Sages!!!! Make me a Wizard!!!! Please─!!!”
“What’s this about witch blood!!! Protect climber rights from witch hunts!!! Change me to Wizard!!! Why am I a Witch!!!”
“What’s with coughing up blood just ‘cause I read celestial energies wrong!! I don’t want to be an Astrologer!!! I’d rather be an Alchemist!!!”
“Ah! I hate being an Elf. Transfer me to Farmer… I was just a naturalist; why an Elf..!!”
“You! Digging tunnels made me a Dwarf!!! Shit, all I eat is minerals!!!”
“Why have a separate Beekeeper when there’s already an Entomologist!!”
“What was that? You dissing my bees now? Wanna go, bro?!”
“It’s hunting time!!”
“I’ll devour you whole!!!”
“The crazy Hunter and Predator are fighting!!!!”
“Kyaaa!! Guaaah!! Satanist summoned a demon! Saint and Champion teamed up to fight!!!”
“Master Cook is armed with a cleaver, battling against a Werebeast?! How is this right?!”
“Beep beep! Driver’s coming through, wheeee─!!”
“Folks! Stop fighting! As the Artist, I shall sing!!”
Bringing all the Legendary Classes together painted a grotesque pandemonium.
Amidst the chaos, wailing in drunken despair beneath the stars, stood a white-haired middle-aged man.
“I lived 15 years as a grad student!!! Another 10 years as a grad student!!! My class is a grad student!!! No, no, no, I am a grad student!!!!”
“This wretched doctor inside me who can’t treat that poor man… I despise myself….!!”
“25 years as a grad student!!! Can’t even be a professor!!! I’m an eternal master!! Not even graduated!!!”
Hearing his desperate cries, the other Legendary Classes lowered their heads in quiet reverence.
The fighting Hunter and Predator stood haltingly and wordlessly shared condolences.
Even the Dwarf and Elf, contemplating their own situation, recognized theirs wasn’t as bad.
As calm rationale returned, Wakamou quietly closed the door again.
On reflection, being able to do what one loves might just be a blessing?
“Isn’t this just a victim support group?!”
“It’s more like a funeral than a festival, right?”
To Wakamou’s query, Ava glanced out the door and replied, taken aback.
Still, a few banged on the Korean Tower’s shelter doors, pleading earnestly to be let inside.
“Why did the genre suddenly become apocalyptic?”
“[The Korean Tower winks, claiming no wrongdoing]”
“Irritatingly friendly, seriously”
Wakamou decided to just enjoy the feast set by the Korean Tower.
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