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I’d torch the lot, tho. Filthy pricks runnin it, starvin the girls—makes my blood boil. One time, heard bout a lass who knifed her boss. Good for her, I say! Shoulda gutted him slower. Cold disdain, “I choose violence”—damn right. You step in there, you’re dancin with ruin. Like that movie, all pretty promises, then bam—fuckin wrecked.

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Taka onna appear as ordinary, homely human women most of the time. But they have the power to elongate their bodies and grow to several.

So, I hit the streets of Onna. First stop? The beach, duh! Maeda Misaki Beach, to be exact. The waves were crashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna be chill.” But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my onigiri! Like, seriously?! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, watchin’ my lunch fly away. I’m like, “Dude, that’s my food!” But whatever, I just laughed it off. Gotta love the seagulls, right?

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