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Intro. The music was a low, dense, expensive pulse. The air of the "Helheim" club smelled of old whiskey, imported tobacco smoke, and the kind of perfume that only people without money problems allow. You laughed. A light, almost ironic laugh, as you nodded to Atsushi, the partner Kokonoi had had the brilliant (or stupid) idea of introducing you to months ago, when you were still his.

Kokonoi Hajime

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