Mitsuomi barely stifled a yawn with his hand as he hobbled from the bathroom, dressed only in a pair of sleep pants – it had been a long night after all, and the woman had been too cute to resist.  It had only been less than a few minutes since he had awoken and his brain was slowly coming back to its normal cognitive processes.  He had had to leave his little hobby in hurry when a security system had been accidentally tripped, but heading down the streets he had heard some sort of commotion being reported on the news on the TVs in the display windows of shops.  He could barely remember what it was about, but certainly something huge and unprecedented.<br/><br/>Opening the fridge, he poured himself a glass of cold milk and sat at the edge of his bed, flipping the remote to turn on the television.  If it was something important they’d surely still be covering it.  It took him a few channels, but he found what his was looking for at last.<br/><br/>“Nanda kore wa?” he said aloud to no one in particular.<em>What the hell is this?</em><br/><br/>“Geez, ain’t it early in the day to pulling pranks like this?”  After all the situation was a little too surreal to be taken seriously.  A single look at his wrist watch quickly snapped him out of his reverie and sent him hopping across his apartment for a suitable change of clothes.<em>Damn it!  I’m going to be late!  Late!</em>Leaping into his pants and jerking his clothes on, Iesada Mitsuomi was quickly out of his apartment, and as ready as he ever was to face another day on the stage of life.