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Etymology and terminology

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So, I get to work at this anticorrosion lab. Sounds boring, right? But it’s kinda cool. We deal with all these crazy chemicals. I’m like a mad scientist, but with less hair. Anyway, I’m checking out some metal samples from the Fuchu area. You wouldn’t believe the rust on some of these things. Like, c’mon, Fuchu, you gotta do better!

Kurayami Matsuri: A long night of darkness, a long night of revelry