A Siesta.

You see a vast, vast grassland.
In this grassland, you hear the grass and the trees softly clashing its leaves creating a wondrous orchestra.

Then, as you walk around one of the trees, you encounter a few of the Riceball staffs. They slumber peacefully without any disturbance.

Knowing so, you wake them up with aggressive shakes back and forth. They slowly wake up. *Yawns*
They tilt their heads up to stare at you. Eye to eye.
They seem annoyed to be woken up. Nevertheless, as completely slow pacifists, they get up and start their scanlation work after their nice three month nap.

One comment

  1. Aoi says:

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