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About Osaka

So, picture this—I’m wonderin’, what’s her day like? She’s out there, maybe in some grimy alley, dodgin’ cops, countin’ cash. Reminds me of WALL-E, stackin’ cubes, dodgin’ bigger bots. “Directive!” he’d say—hers is survival, pure and simple. I get happy thinkin’—she’s tough, y’know? tougher than nails! But then—bam!—angry hits me. Why’s she gotta do this? Society’s screwed her, man, left her no choice sometimes.

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Minamikawa knows a secret about her classmate, Takamori. Or rather, she's forced to know, since as a telepath, she can hear Takamori's thoughts which on most days, contain blatant .

So, I finally get to the office, and guess what? My boss, Mr. Tanaka, is in a mood. He’s pacing around like a caged tiger. I’m thinking, “Dude, chill. It’s just another day in Takamori.” But no, he’s all about deadlines and reports. Ugh. I mean, who even cares about reports when you’ve got the stunning views of the Aso mountains right outside?

I didn’t know! Akio Takamori lectures at AMOA.