Going Into the World!

11 volumes

Whee! Whee! Whee!

Maybe this is what a comment sounds like. It takes less than a few seconds to skip a page.

I went to the next page as soon as I posted, but I didn’t understand the psychology of the people who posted it, but I rolled my eyes quickly.

[One billion dollars… queek!]

[That’s really, really good. He’s got a good head there, too. I’m done worrying about age two!]

[I want to take care of you!]

[Can’t I recommend me?]

[Oh my goodness! How did my partner end up here? You think this pretty, nice body’s gonna back you up?]

[My sister has a pretty face, and she’s nice. So I’m done? Kiekhee.]

[Golvin’s bitches, this is all a joke. What’s one billion dollars short of meeting a bunch of losers like you? Wake up your dreams.]

[Crazy bastard! Why is a guy messing around with a girl?]

[You guys didn’t even watch TV. Marrying a millionaire was a scam.]

Why would Jennifer lie? Don’t bother coming here.]

[Does anyone have a picture of Thomas?]

[Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve embedded a picture. College graduation photos.]

[Hoho. I saw the picture. It’s a little corny, but what’s wrong with a billion dollars? You should be thankful your limbs are intact.]

[I like it better because it looks naive to me. I don’t think it’s windy. I think it’s hypothetical.]

Jennifer’s blog is now reported to have about 600,000 daily visitors. However, the number of ‘visitors’ on the right side of the screen has already exceeded 300,000, even though it is Wednesday morning.

When I look at the time, I posted a post last night, and the counter resets to 0 at midnight, which means 300,000 people have been from the government until now. This is an unusual sign.

The number of visitors counter rises too quickly and suddenly appears to be broken. There must be a lot of girls who really don’t have anything to do. I sighed as I read the comment, but I don’t know what to say.

“You want to see this, too. It’s a newspaper.”

“Give it to me.”

You open the newspaper as if it were handed to you by Aelys. A few pages show a picture of Thomas and I shoulder to shoulder. I see a big knight underneath.