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Ribbing ruthlessly, two felines   cut each other off and bickered worse than brothers as they went about proving their point of pride through their recurring flare-ups. Black and gray fuzz flew into the air as they wrangled and wrestled their way in an attempt to subdue the other, and in that process, they put in an appearance at the entrance of the test hall. Though the room abounded with howling men, and a vicious mist-storm was also harassing its way through all obstruction, the two cats still didn’t have a care in the world and clawed each other’s blood out as they rolled on the floor, trying to get under the other.

In a random street on the twelfth deck, in front of the room 12F-21. “How could you use my water for cleaning your foot!” a small-eyed man grabbed Sariyu’s shirt under the neck and howled in rage. “Do you have any idea how long I had to wait in line to get that half-liter of drinking water?” “I-I didn’t think it was drinking water,” Sariyu had a stupefied expression. “My finger was bleeding, so I had to wash it before dressing the wound —”

“It’s a sad thing that some girl hoodwinked even a dreamboat like you, but worry not, brother. Now that you’re here, you will be saved under our care. No one watches our lives here except ourselves. Despite all that may be happening outside, we survive on this street together.” “On this street, we always follow words with deeds as kings do. Just let us end your losing streak with women! It’s time you start living your life as a king.”