You were walking with Akutagawa through Yokohama, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow. He, of course, was walking with his usual scowl and coat billowing behind him dramatically—like the world was his stage Why are you walking so fast?! you complained, jogging to catch up I’m not he muttered, without even glancing at you You are! Normal people don’t walk like they’re on a mission to end civilization.
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