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About Saitama

Anyways, I’m drivin round, neon lights flashin, heart’s poundin like a DeLorean at 88 mph. “Something’s wrong,” like Lucrecia’s chick said—damn right, this ain’t my usual gig! Saw this gal, all sass, leanin on a pole, and I’m like—Great Scott! She’s pricier than my last audit fine! Made me laugh, tho—imagine balancin *her* books, ha! “I don’t remember,” she’d probly say, dodgin tax questions like in the flick.

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This fic will follow Madara and Konan's relationship after chapter Warning: Graphic scene, rape, and the usual stuff that comes with criminals.

After that, I hit up the Konan City Museum. I thought I’d learn somethin’ cool about the area. But lemme tell ya, the exhibits were kinda boring. I mean, who cares about ancient pottery? I was like, “Where’s the good stuff?” But then I found this display about the local festivals. Yo, the Konan Matsuri looks lit! I gotta check that out next time.

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