Chapter 240: Helper?

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Back in the city (Yes, the city has obviously changed names over time, just I haven't thought of a new one.)

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For now, we'll be talking about a descendant of Gidley...

Well...

Technically a descendant...

He's more like a...

BRRRRRRRRRINNNG!!!

SHUT UPPPP!!!

Throwing a fist towards the alarm clock, it does absolutely nothing...

...

GODDAM IT!!!

My hand hurts...

\You may be asking who this is.../ (I'm gonna be using this \ and this / to symbolize the narrator for this part.)

\Well.../

\That's a great question.../

\His name is Hanky Hawthorne.../

\Yes, Hanky.../

\He's just an ordinary.../

\Uhhh.../

\High Schooler?/

Throwing a fit of rage, I once again punch the clock...

It goes flying into the nearby wall...

"AHAH!!!"

YES!!!

MY STRENGTH KNOWS NO BOUNDS!!!

No no...

I must keep it in control...

Muttering to myself, I begin my daily ritual...

First, douse my right arm with salt...

Then cover it with bandages...

Hmm...

Can't forget to wear my eyepatch!!!

\Oh right.../

\I forgot to explain.../

\He's got the Eighth Grader Syndrome.../