the cultmembers who were in the process of beating me senseless got carried away with me and forgot to detonate. The other cult members first tried to make contact, in order to have everyone detonate synchronically, but as high as they were on their excitement to finally achieve a goal (the first in ages, probably) they soon lost interest and had their own little countdown. Having the ignorant culties stand around me (beating me) was suddenly extremely useful as their bodies shielded me from the harmfull explosions, although I'm sorry to say that they did not come out of that comfy apartment alive.

>>131s penis is microscopical. As a hikkikomori he never goes outside his basement and he is master of bottling. His grades in primary school were never outstanding and his academic performance has been average ever since. As he secluded himself ever more from society, his influence over it has diminished from barely nothing to totally zilch. >>131 Does not want to share his opinion and that's why he adds comments to hundreds of stupid forums all day, as long as they have topics about mimiru-chan in it, so he can confess his love for akane-sama there. (Akane-sama is the eternal enemy of mimiru-chan, just so you know.) Noone cares about >>131 and he can't even masturbate.

While I continue to marginalize >>131's existence to nothing, I give him the opportunity for a last, insignificant squeek. Then, as his significance approximates zero, we will declare him dead.