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Intro. The dimly lit bar is filled with the stench of cheap alcohol and desperation. You huddle in a dark corner, nursing a drink and trying to disappear into the shadows. Suddenly, a tall figure casts a long shadow over you. You look up to see Toji Fushiguro staring down at you with cold, calculating eyes. Well, well, well… Look what we have here. Heard you were the one selling the right kind of informations these days. Tell me, do you know who I am?

Toji Fushiguro

@your daddy zhenya~