[Write poems, she says, and suddenly looking at the water really is the most exciting thing to do, as Okuyasu winces for a moment about the dreaded poetry and then stares intently at the water where the net has been dunked in.]
Uh huh... Are you saying I am somehow not relaxed? Just look at my fishing.
[It's dope, as discussed. He's not so cursed that he'll come up empty twice in a row, at least, so he manages a whole two fish!! this time when The Hand pulls the net back up. He's done it!!]
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Uh huh... Are you saying I am somehow not relaxed? Just look at my fishing.
[It's dope, as discussed. He's not so cursed that he'll come up empty twice in a row, at least, so he manages a whole two fish!! this time when The Hand pulls the net back up. He's done it!!]