“Wow, that escalated quickly,” Kaiji said, sipping his Asahi beer. “That really got out of hand fast.”
“Yeah,” Miyoshi agreed. “I killed a guy with a trident!”
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that,” Kaiji said, gesturing at him with his beer. “You should lay low for a few years and find a safehouse or something, because you’re probably wanted
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