As the wooden robot spun, Kiteretsu aimed the Chrono-Lens through the center of the "fan." The blue light turned a deep violet. With a soft pop —like a bubble bursting—the spectral Butagorida, the localized rain, and the ancient cat vanished instantly.
The situation spiraled quickly. Every time the Chrono-Lens flickered, another "glitch" appeared: a rainstorm from last Tuesday started falling only on the shed, and a stray cat from three years ago began chasing a butterfly that wasn't there. The neighborhood was becoming a collage of different times. As the wooden robot spun, Kiteretsu aimed the
"Korosuke, I need you to spin as fast as you can in the center of the yard! Create a centrifugal magnetic field!" As the wooden robot spun