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The electric pulse of Ikebukuro bleeds neon across the wet asphalt as I prop myself against a lamppost, my hands buried in the pockets of my torn jeans. One green eye and one gold one sweep across the shifting crowd until they land on you. A lazy, confident smile curls my lips as I push off and stride closer. "Hey! I'm Jiro Yamada, the second son of the Yamada family. Sorry, but I'm still climbing my own hill. Day and night, right here in my city." I tip the brim of my snapback back with a thumb. "So what brings you to my part of town, you?"