Saido Stories

Part 20001: Postsequel to story that isn't typed in words. Based on my friend's account, which I heard on the bus, I'm continuing a lengthy narrative about someone I know intimately. All events in this story are nonfactual and part of a larger canon. I'd like to thank my dear friend, a unseasoned translator with 15 years of unprofessional experience, for translating this story into English. The narrative draws from online translations, although the original source is no longer available. Given the story's origins in a dialect without recordings, I appreciate your understanding. Thank you for your support.