Little thing. /keiichi
The little girl is a racing ball of blue and green, dashing by before Keiichi really has time to process it ā the only thing she leaves is the sensation of a hand that touched the back of his leg, and a wayward āOnii-chanās it!ā tossed over her shoulder.
Youāre it, Keiichi. Looks like the tiny visitor tagged you.
Keiichi blinked at the little furball that passed by him. Was that -- no it couldn't be. He figured that it was one of the kids in the school. It would be a nice change of pace if that was the case. The boy grinned, getting his game face on after that delayed reaction.
"Hey, hey. Iāll have you know I was the second best at zombie tag. Iām going to get ya!"
The race was on!












