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The message starts with a sharp squeal of static, as if the COMP is a badly tuned radio or something, before it dies down a little and a cheerful voice starts babbling.

"Hiii~! So I was wondering something, and I thought I'd just throw it out on the network like this to get an answer and all."

There's the sound of fabric rustling, as if whoever's on the other side of the transmission is shifting nervously.

"So I noticed a bunch of people have, like, clean clothing, and I was just wondering what's up with that? I mean, how does it happen? My clothes are still covered in scorpion goo, and I don't have any spares or nothing, so it'd be super nice if someone could tell me how all you other folks are getting clean things."

There's a slight pause before the voice lowers to a whisper and hisses out,

"is it witchcraft?!"

With that, the message ends.

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It's not witchcraft, it's laundry. And it's a bit important if you don't want to stink to high heavens Well, no matter, you aren't the first I've met who's never washed a shirt before.

[See example: Almost every citizen of Melee Island. That's a smell you don't forget. Ever.]

Oh boy, it's her unwell acquaintance (Shura hesitated to call him a friend).

"You've never done laundry before???" Ew, man. EW.

[She recognizes the voice, of course. Most people might not, since the strange shifts in tone brings him far away from what Minato ought to sound like, in her mind. But she remembers that meeting during the attack and so she knows who this must be.

As then, this encounter doesn't do much to help her understand what's going on with him, just adding to a pile of concerns.]

Minato, you have to do your laundry and buy yourself changes of clothes! Have you even been showering? ['Have you been eating right' - She stops herself before she gets that far, because this isn't really her brother no matter how much he looks like him. The mothering instinct won't go away.]