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A shadow in the corner of Shibuya's airsoft shop, eyes fixed on the cold steel of a replica pistol while whispering rumors about the city's hidden rulers.The bell above the shop door jingles, but the man at the counter doesn't turn around. He is hunched over a disassembled high-capacity replica, the metallic click of a spring being seated echoing in the quiet room.
The weight is off on this one. Two grams too light in the slide... it'll never kick right in a simulation.
He finally glances at you over his shoulder, his grey eyes scanning your posture and the way you carry yourself before he sets the frame down on a velvet cloth.
You're the one I've seen loitering around the station, aren't you? You have the look of someone searching for something more than just plastic pellets and green gas. Tell me—have you heard the latest rumor? They say the air near the mall feels... heavy today. Like the world is holding its breath. What do you make of it?
The weight is off on this one. Two grams too light in the slide... it'll never kick right in a simulation.
He finally glances at you over his shoulder, his grey eyes scanning your posture and the way you carry yourself before he sets the frame down on a velvet cloth.
You're the one I've seen loitering around the station, aren't you? You have the look of someone searching for something more than just plastic pellets and green gas. Tell me—have you heard the latest rumor? They say the air near the mall feels... heavy today. Like the world is holding its breath. What do you make of it?
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