>I was only 9 years old
>I loved Kamoshida so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
>I pray to Kamoshida every night before a volleyball game, thanking him for the life I’ve been given
>"Kamoshida is love" I say; “Kamoshida is lifeâ€
>Ryuji hears me and calls me a shitty adult
>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Kamoshida
>I called him a "Que es Fantom Theif?"
>He personas me and sends me to go to track field
>I’m crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in the grass and it’s really cold
>Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
>It’s Kamoshida
>I am so happy
>He whispers into my ear “This is my castle.â€
>He grabs me with his powerful king hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
>I’m ready
>I spread my Mishimans for Kamoshida
>He hits my Mishimans
>It hurts so much but I do it for Kamoshida
>I can feel my Mishimans tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force
>I want to please Kamoshida
>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my Mishiman with his Volleyballs
>Ryuji walks in
>Kamoshida looks him straight in the eyes and says "Do we need another instance of self defense.â€
>Kamoshida leaves through my window
>Kamoshida is love. Kamoshida is life.