*grooooan*<br />
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            That was the sound of Tosai &quot;Fret&quot; Furesawa's stomach, having been empty for some time now. The day had been quite a confusing one, even for the Reapers' Game, as Rindo Kanade, the leader of the Wicked Twisters, had had their team running around the UG all day on seemingly random errands, not even bothering with the day's mission, tracking down the elusive gold boar worth 5000 points, much less getting food. On the contr