[Shigeo checks underneath an old looking air-hockey table as he says that, checking the bottom for anything but only finding dust.]
I think it's a spirit, but I don't know where a spirit would hide in an arcade like this.
[He pulls himself back up and looks around, his eyes falling on... the machine he joked about earlier.]
Ah, maybe it really is that one? I can't feel any spirits around, but maybe it's hiding inside...
[He walks over to it and gives one of it's gloves a small push, which causes the machine to rather suddenly flicker to life and has him flinch in turn.]
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[Shigeo checks underneath an old looking air-hockey table as he says that, checking the bottom for anything but only finding dust.]
I think it's a spirit, but I don't know where a spirit would hide in an arcade like this.
[He pulls himself back up and looks around, his eyes falling on... the machine he joked about earlier.]
Ah, maybe it really is that one? I can't feel any spirits around, but maybe it's hiding inside...
[He walks over to it and gives one of it's gloves a small push, which causes the machine to rather suddenly flicker to life and has him flinch in turn.]