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Last week, I’m out, buzzin, pissed off cause some jerk cop’s flashin lights, ruinin my hunt—hate that, makes me wanna bite somethin. Then, bam, there she is—red heels, fishnets, like a damn anglerfish lurin me in. “How much?” I ask, all smooth, voice like silk over a blade. She smirks, “More than you got, fancy pants.” Cheeky! Love that, got me laughin—happy as a shark in blood. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, straight outta “Ten,” that sass, that fire—surprised me, gotta say, didn’t expect a street gal to hit me with philosophy.

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The place was almost empty due to the late hour but Tsuzuki knew if he managed to lip till Watari's lab, he would probably find him there.

So, I woke up early, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about diving. I mean, that’s my jam. Watari’s got some sick spots. I hit up the coast near the Watari River. The water was like glass. Perfect for diving.

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