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What pisses me off? The sleaze of it all—blokes leerin’, thinkin’ they own her. Happy bit? She’s sharp—quicker than me sometimes, and that’s sayin’ somethin’. Surprised me when she said, “I pick who I let in,” like she’s got power, not just a price. Reminds me of Eli from the movie—small, fierce, choosin’ her prey. I’m cacklin’ now, thinkin’ how I’d trick the pimp into a dumpster—glorious purpose, yeah?

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To start, Mari doesn't fit into the “love affairs” of Shinji only because she has almost zero time interacting with him in her short appearance.

But then, bam! I stepped outside and it was pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m talkin’ Noah’s Ark vibes. I sprinted down the street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird ninja movie. Shinjo’s streets are wild, man. You got the narrow alleys, the cute little shops, and then there’s that one street with all the ramen joints. I swear, I could smell the broth from a mile away.

One dead, three missing as heavy rain batters Tohoku