Hello! Been a week since I last posted anything. Well, gues what? That's 
going to end right this second. I'll be releasing all six testfics I've 
been working on this week within the next few hours. Haven't solved one 
yet, don't read the others. 
Anyway, the last fic was from Cold Passion, published so long ago, 
nobody remembers it anymore. I think it probably predated City Hunter 
and Dragon Ball, possibly even Doraemon, which is really old. This is 
the kind of stuff our grandfathers used to read when they were kids�Kno 
that's exaggerating it a bit, but still�K
The next one is a rather obscure story from a manga that's not quite 
outdated yet. The author's going on with a continuation as of this 
moment, and you know what that means. Here's a clue: it's the only other 
manga besides JoJo to even go into the fifty-somethingeith volume. Well, 
I haven't seen any others series' to do so, but I assume that there are 
more�K The younger generation of manga artists don't have as much 
patience. Here it is! Testfic 5!
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"No!"
"Come on, Miss. Give us some face."
"A motorcycle won't carry three people."
"Is there really a law like that? Come on!"
The biker grabbed her arm"
"Let go!" She screamed, pulling her hand away.
Pulling the man with her. He fell to the ground. The other biker 
sweat-dropped.
The fallen one got up, his face looking like that of a zombie from some 
old horror movie. The nosebleed did nothing to help.
"Why you�K"
"AAAACKK! I'm sorry!!"
"Won't let us treat her nicely, eh? Well, we won't be nice anymore�K"
"Yeah! Good idea!"
"No! Leggo!"
"Screaming will do you no good. Nobody passes this place at night. I'm 
not lying, either�K"
Footsteps came to a stop. Long hair blew in the wind.
"Hello, liar."
"Wha�Kwho the f*** are you?" asked the biker, distracted for a moment.
The girl took to moment to run free from his grasp.
She rushed behind the newcomer.
"Please�Ksave me from those men!"
"Huh?"
The boy looked at her.
And looked closer. And closer.
The bikers looked at him, wondering if they'd found a nut.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
"Dunno. Let's beat'm up."
One of them took out a stick from somewhere and charged.
A conveniently placed bookbag struck between the legs. The biker sunk to 
the floor, his hands between his legs, mouth slightly bubbling.
"Why you!" the other biker charged forward. He was stopped by a raised 
hand.
The boy smiled. 
"Lemme show you a trick." He took a ten yen coin from his pocket. "This, 
as you can see is a ten yen coin. Not a normal one though. See, if it 
were normal I couldn't do this." He bent the coin in half by closing his 
index finger and thumb. The biker's eyes bulged. "No. Don't go yet. The 
shows not over! I can also do this." He folded it over again. "And 
this." Again. "And this." Again. "And then�Kit's back to normal again! 
Magic! Aren't my hands cool?"
The girl and the biker face-faulted.
The biker recovered. 
"Damn you!" He slipped on a pair of spiked iron knuckes and charged 
forward.
*CRUNCH* 
The girl opened her eyes, expecting a gory sight. And then she gasped. 
The knuckles had gone through the motorcycle the biker had been riding.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to break your toys?" asked the 
boy. "So heavy. And it was such a nice bike too."
"My�Kbike! You'll pay for this!" The man charged again.
"It's your own fault," the boy said as he easily avoided the attack. 
"Hey. The gasoline on you really stinks. I'm sending you over to the 
pond. At full speed."
The biker ignored him and continued trying to make a hit.
"You know, I never did figure out what one plus one was equal to," said 
the boy. "Now I know." He produced two stones. "You take a stone and a 
stone. Add a little gas. And�K" He struck the stones together. "Fire!" 
The sleeve that'd been drenched in alcohol caught the spark, and 
immediately a fire began. 
The man screamed and ran off to look for water.
"He sure goes fast. You okay, miss?"
The girl looked up and realized he was talking to her.
"Um, yes."
And she blushed.
The boy answered. "That's good. My names Kotaro. Wanna join the kung-fu 
club?"


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