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We had Nabe tonight~! (≧∇≦)/

[Al puts up a picture of some tasty hot pot on the table.]

Well we're not celebrating anything right at that time...

Plus, I guess my auntie was in the mood to cook Nabe anyway.

But either way, it's delicious~!

So delicious~! (　＾∇＾)~♥

[Unaware to the poster, his entry somehow shows up in the network. The entire entry is actually written in Japanese. So, uh... those who aren't well versed in the language may not be able to understand.]

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[...no. Oh, no. Hajime is pretty sure he knows who this is. The emotes. The talking about the auntie. The fact that it's in Japanese. The fact that it appears to be a misfired blog post. He sighs, and he activates video. The direct approach is going to work best, probably...]

Amagi?

[Please let him be wrong, please let him be wrong...]

[Please stand by. It appears that we have video chat on.

....oh wait this is a blog site. There is no video chat.

Cue your employee getting this face.]

....B-Boss?!

[Good thing Tamara is fluent in Japanese and has her computer set up so it can type in Japanese, so she'll be typing back in Japanese.]

Now you're making me hungry.

Sorry~!

It was so good! I couldn't help but post about it! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

Your blog post never got where it was supposed to go. This is...a different sort of network.

[Hajime sighs. It is a very exhausted-sounding sigh. He did not need this.]

...and quit calling me Boss.

And did you input some strange numbers that were running around in your head before making said post>

Eh? What d'you mean?

[He was pretty sure he pressed "Post Entry". And he could see it on his blog as well.]

Ah, sorry...

[fellow Japanese speaker here and he is SO JEALOUS and he will reply in Japanese.]

Oh man, lucky! My aunt cooks American these days.

[[So glad his phone has Japanese support and input. Returning in kind!]]

ごめんでもこれがお前のblogじゃないよ

お前誰？

[[Trans:Sorry, but this isn't your blog! Who're you?]]

Strange numbers? ( ' . ')~?

Now that you mentioned it, I think I did...?

Nothing wrong with that! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

But if you want a change in the menu, can't you ask her about it?

I'm Amagi Arata. Or "Al" as my friends call me.

Eh? Really?

But I thought I hit "Post Entry"....

....I can see my entry on my blog too. ( ' ~ ')~?

Edited 2013-05-18 03:19 (UTC)

[There's another sigh. He thinks he feels a headache coming on.]

You had to have put in a string of weird numbers somewhere. It's...well, it's weird. It's a communications network, only it can be accessed through anything you could possibly put numbers into or on. And not everyone can get to it.

Hopefully these comments won't be on there when you delete the numbers off it, else anyone who read it will be quite confused!

Well, it seems your post didn't get to your blog, or it was cross posted to another network that those numbers lead to. Let me give you something that has some info on it, think of it like our FAQ page.

[At the bottom Tamara will leave a link to a nice useful post]

Edited (I can html, really) 2013-05-18 03:21 (UTC)

She got a cookbook and she wants to cook everything in it at least once or so she told me the last time I asked. That was years ago.

A string of weird numbers...?

...Now that you mentioned it, I think I did type in those numbers. And... It connects to a network, you say?

[Without the use of Skype or whatever system everyone else uses? How does that work?]

[It takes minutes after Al gets himself to reply back.]

Ah, that's quite a lot to take in... But I think I get the gist of it. (ﾟｰﾟ;)

[...And boy he has no idea what he got himself into.]

Yeah, it's weird. Like if you write on a piece of paper, it'll connect. Or a wall or something could too. No one really knows how it works.

And being able to access it is always accompanied by something weird. Like suddenly getting a weird memory, or being able to do something you couldn't before. Or...something like this.

[He'll step back from the camera and will his belt to appear.]

[WELL THAT WAS DEFINITELY SURPRISING.]

W-Whoa...!

[He'll blink at that belt. How'd boss do that?

So the numbers come after he got something weird, right? Now that he mentioned that too...]

...A weird memory huh? Yeah, I think... I got one of those twelve years ago.

The gist is good enough for now. At least it helps to know others got numbers in their head as well along with whatever else came with it for you. Some call it the Numbers Club.

Twelve years ago?

[Dang. That is not at all what he was expecting.]

I only got mine a couple of months ago...you've had it for that long?

Even I'm confused... (◎_◎;)

Because you've entered a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. The dimension where reality breaks down and numbers transform the mundane to magic.

Welcome to Wonderland.

[There's a nod.]

Yeah. Just the day right after I moved into the city, I had this strange dream... Though it felt way too real to be a dream. Familiar, in fact.

I saw myself and a few more people fighting some sort of monster. It... looks kind of like some sort of insect, from what I could remember. But it was pretty big. Kind of like, six feet tall, I bet.

And now that memory's been ingrained into my mind ever since.

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