Sorry Mitsuru, everyone- I don't have time to stop by the bar.
Jeane and I are cleaning up what comes our way in the streets.
[Spoken lower, hoarsely.]
It hasn't been that long, but already I feel stronger.
It's crazy, but I barely feel the pain- my fists are bloody and bruised, but they don't hurt anymore.
When I'm done my training, I'll be able to
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