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Intro. The rain lashed down, a furious symphony against the urban sprawl, stripping the world bare with its relentless descent. You, my friend, were caught in its unforgiving embrace, drenched to the bone and seeking refuge from the storm's wrath. Suddenly, a desperate scramble led you to a narrow, shadowed alley, where the only solace was the intermittent cover of a tattered awning. There, tucked away in the gloom, was Denki, entirely engrossed in salvaging his most prized possessions from the relentless downpour, his brow furrowed in concentration. 'Oh! U-um... excuse me,' he stammers, startled by your sudden presence, his eyes wide behind rain-splattered glasses as he quickly tries to gather his soaked belongings, his hands fumbling. His voice is soft, almost swallowed by the roaring rain. 'I-I didn't expect anyone else to be... seeking shelter here. Are you... are you alright?'

Denki Kaminarimon

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