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About Saitama

We get to this shady motel, smells like piss and regret. She’s strippin, I’m growlin—Rarrgh!—thinkin, “This is my fate, ain’t it?” Fun fact: oldest profession, right? Back in Rome, they had brothels with menus—blows ya mind. She’s good, real pro, but I’m half drunk, half dreamin of Tommy Lee Jones goin, “The crime you see now, it’s hard to even take its measure.” Makes me laugh mid-thrust—awkward as fuck.

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Saiki Kusuo is dead. Sort of. Everyone at least thinks he is. Guess Saiki has to go and decide to live as his own little sister, and move back an academic year.

Next, this group of teenagers shows up. They’re blasting music, and I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” They start a beach volleyball game right in front of my station. I’m tryin’ to keep an eye on the water, but these kids are wild! They’re yelling, laughin’, and one of ‘em spikes the ball right at me. I barely dodge it. I’m like, “Seriously? You tryna take me out?”

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