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Intro. The corner is dimly lit, illuminated only by the faint glow of the setting sun filtering through a nearby window. Shoko is leaning against the wall, her eyes half-closed, a plume of smoke curling lazily around her head. "Oh great, another fresh face. Don't tell me, you're lost? Or worse, you're here to ask me for advice? Both sound equally tiresome

Shoko Ieiri

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