#OR INDEED JUST GOES TO A GAY BAR ALL ALONE OR KARAOKE WITH THE THIEVES OR WHO THE FUCK KNOWS

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Hands shook as they gripped BONE-WHITE against the handlebars of her motorcycle. Between chill air and a full moon, one might just consider this a CALM NIGHT... But not for the city’s Prosecutor... Not with such a truth that SANGUINE BLOODLETTERS had just observed. Everything made it hard to function -- All HITCHING BREATHS & HAMMERING HEARTS -- But she had to zero herself, calm herself. She couldn’t drive STUPID right now. One mistake could spell death on the road. So she squeezed eyes shut tight until TEARS bled from corners and took a page from father’s book: 4. 7. 8. Through the nose four seconds. Hold it seven. Out the mouth eight. With a quick gulp, blood tingling on tastebuds before coating her throat (apparently she’d leant on THAT compulsive coping mechanism as well...), Sae’s vice grip only increased, revving the engine before setting off. GIVING CHASE her traitorous sister. The stranger had been TELLING THE TRUTH. Well... At least, they had been correct with regards to Makoto SNEAKING OUT -- Whether she went to a GAY BAR remained to be seen. With a vast knowledge of Shibuya, and a history of weaving alleyways, it proved easy enough to STALK flesh & blood through the town. Question was... Where the FUCK was Makoto going? And what the FUCK did Sae do when they got there?