A little nostalgia (?):
The Noah's Ark of the Love-Burial Clan, Third-Generation Raikage Abyss Sorrow, messages his farming buddy, whose farm is maxed out: [Wut shud we eat 2nite? I wanna eat hot pot]
But his buddy asks: [The message you sent is all garbled. Did you get a virus?]
Abyss Sorrow raises an eyebrow.
So this isn't a fellow clan enthusiast, but a Prince Charming trying to woo him.
Theme: Don't let your youth be full of regrets.
