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About Kyoto

You wanna talk dark? One girl, 16, eyes dead—fuck, that hit me. “Bring me the intel,” I’d say, but no one’s savin her. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s a meat grinder, brothels are. Cash rules, souls rot. Sarcasm? Sure—call it “gentlemen’s leisure,” my ass. It’s a war zone, just quieter. What’s my quirk? I’d burn it down, sip vodka, watch the flames. Cold, yeah, but that’s me.

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Then I decided to grab some breakfast at this little joint on Kōtō-dōri. The food? OMG, the best! I ordered some fresh sashimi. Like, I could’ve sworn the fish was still swimming. But then, the waiter spills soy sauce all over my shirt. Ugh! I was like, “Dude, I didn’t order a shirt makeover!” But he was super apologetic, so I couldn’t stay mad.

The oldest tunnel in Japan is believed to be haunted, and strange things happen when we go there