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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

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Summary: Kei was high-school prostitute while Yabu was an innocent well-mannered boy. On a new semester, they were fated to meet. Yabu was.

So, I’m a biochemist, right? I was all set to analyze some samples. But first, coffee. I hit up this little café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever! Like, I swear, it’s like liquid gold. I’m chugging my latte, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my lab buddy, Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, we need you ASAP!”

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