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Just a typical day.

Finally ending the stream, taking his pets out for a walk, getting himself fixed up, and now he was having lunch at a cafe he loved. He was satisfied with the way he was living his life. Though, he had been away from his original timeline for so long. He was almost starting to forget about it.

".... I... Wonder how long the Legion will search for me?"

He wondered for a while and then smiled, maybe a bit too satisfying.

"Doubt they will... After all, I'm just a piece to discard anyway."

His red and black cyberpunk-ish phone rings a familiar tune, along with an icon of a particular rainbow-brand network. He answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Fulgur."

"What's up, Voxy?"

Fulgur had a nice long chat and enjoyed his peaceful day.

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But those days can't last forever...

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"All procedures are according to schedule."

"Oh good... Will that be in the schedule as well?"

A strange man in glasses checks his clipboard and nods.

"Affirmative, sir."

Another strange man smiled and looked at the view of the city/island.

"Splendid! Begin the new experiment."

"As you wish, Touei."

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Fulgur walked his pets back home. Arriving at his destination, he grabbed his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. Fulgur let his pets go in first and himself last, as he still needed to take his outing shoes off and put on his comfy slippers. After switching shoes, he closed the door firmly and locked it. Fulgur walks into the kitchen to make himself breakfast. Back then, Fulgur would lazily throw an astronaut-inspired pallet into one of those futuristic utilities, and the meal would be already made. Currently living, he picked up some cooking habits.

"Hmm... What do I have in the fridge today?"

Fulgur checked his fridge, only to find enough ingredients for a simple meal.

"Hmm... Bacon and eggs, it is then."

Fulgur grabbed the items and then closed the fridge. He begins to make himself a simple breakfast/Brunch.

While prepping himself. Fulgur did not notice that his phone had distorted into a strange symbol and then played an unorthodox melody.

'Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ， Ｆｕｌｇｕｒ Ｏｖｉｄ...'

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It was just supposed to be a regular day...

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This is just only going to become a one-shot... I couldn't bring myself to finish this...

I loved writing about Fuuchan and DM, but... this story will be concluded.

It's been a year or so and...

Fuuchan is graduating... As much as I'd like to, but I feel that this one-shot and other stories are enough...

I'm sorry that you all have waited for so long for me to update...

And I'm also sorry that I haven't been around much... I'll try my best, but in the meantime... I'll be taking another break, I'll post here and there, but it'll be more on my other story.

Thank you for reading, have a good day or night... <3