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About Saitama

I’m chattin her up, tryna figure her deal. She’s dodgy—keeps it vague, like she’s hidin a Stasi file. “What’s your name, sweetness?” I ask, leanin in all Hannibal-style. “Candy,” she says, smirkin. Candy—ha! Bet that’s fake as my last paycheck. Makes me mad, tho—why lie? Just be real, damn it! But then she winks, and i’m like, “Alright, ya got me.” Happy as a kid with candy—ironic, huh?

Ethereal Love

Yao Ye took the package and bowed quickly to thank you: "Thank you, girl, I will definitely marry you in the future, ah no, I will definitely repay you in the future." Knowing that he had said the .

Then, boom! I bump into this dude, right? He’s all dressed up in a suit, lookin’ like he just stepped outta a drama. Turns out, he’s a dealer too! We start talkin’ shop, and I’m thinkin’, “Finally, someone who gets it!” But then he drops this bomb: he’s got a rare item. Like, super rare. I’m like, “Dude, where’d you get that?” He just smirks and says, “You gotta know the right people.” Ugh, I hate that kinda talk.

Popular writer Chiung Yao passes away at 86