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About Fukuoka

I’m pissed tho—too many fakes. Dudes pretendin to pimp, wastin my time. “Who are these idiots?” I mutter. Last week, nearly punched one—skinny rat, smelled like vodka and lies. But then—boom—found a gem. Quiet type, eyes like steel. “You’re not here to talk,” she says. Smart. I like that. Paid her quick, no fuss. “The world’s a machine,” I think—straight from Béla Tarr’s gloom.

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When a child from our world is reborn as Hinata Hyuga, she decided to get off of her ass and give her shot at being a hero.

So, I dash outta there, and the rain hits me like a ton of bricks. I’m sprinting down the streets of Hyuga, dodging puddles like I’m in some kinda video game. I pass by the Hyuga Castle ruins, and I’m like, “This is not how I imagined my day.”

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