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About Saitama

Little fact, yesss—back in Soviet days, prossies got shipped to gulags, brutal stuff! Now? Cops don’t care much—bribe ‘em with a few rubles, and they’re blind. Hiss! Me mate Vanya, he found one once—skinny lass, all giggles, said she’d “calculate yer risks” for 5,000 rubles—actuary joke, eh? Made me laugh, precious, ‘til she nicked his wallet! Grrr, sneaky bitch! Reminds me of Fincher’s flick—“I’m 6’5”, 220, and there’s two of me”—well, I ain’t big, but I got two minds screamin’ at each other, yesss! One says, “Find her!” Other says, “Fool, you’ll catch somethin’ nasty!”

Our Planet

After a few hours of crunching numbers, I needed a break. So, I hit up the local park, Tachibana Park. It’s got this chill vibe, you know? Cherry blossoms everywhere. I sat on a bench, just soaking it all in. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and boom! Right into my lunch! I was like, “Noooo!” My onigiri was a casualty. I was mad, but then I saw the kid’s face. He was so sorry, I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man. They’re the best.

Shinji Okazaki: the modest one