As he activated the lens, a beam of soft blue light hit the grass. Suddenly, a translucent, ghostly image of the previous day began to play like a movie on the lawn. They watched a spectral Butagorida trip over a rake, his coin flying out of his pocket and rolling deep into the bushes. "There it is!" Miyoko cheered.
"Kiteretsu! You’ve brought a glitch into reality!" Korosuke squealed, hiding behind a tree. As he activated the lens, a beam of
"I'm a samurai, not a ceiling fan!" Korosuke protested, but he began to whirl. As he activated the lens
