This is a strange and unsettling virus. Nothing is working, and I'm fatigued after my morning warm-up and only two hours of the standard six-hour practice routine...


Don't forget that failed Rasensetsu that put that lump on your head.

I wish you'd stop bringing that up. Anyway, are those clothes all right?

I appreciate what you've loaned me, my Lady, but these shirts are slightly baggy on me. Your bosom is nothing short of ridiculous...

[A cough. Her voice is stern.] Blue, I'm recording.

You speak as if nobody knows about it, Lady Chestmaster--


[Recording cuts off.]