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About Osaka

Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

‘Born into poverty’

Because had she gave in to Rei's temptations, it would've turned her into a slut and who knows if her romance and relationship with Souma would'.

The market’s buzzing. I’m dodging people left and right. I see my buddy Hiro, and he’s like, “Yo, you look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I’m like, “Nah, just a power outage.” He laughs and hands me a mochi. I’m like, “Dude, you’re the best!”

West Japan students wear pink masks inspired by anti-bullying movement