Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction" (both original and fanfiction) where you can search across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
A masked man, clad in black, was making his way in the downtown Nerima, doing his best to avoid lit places. To his misfortune, this act only drew more attention to him than otherwise would've been warranted.
The passersby didn't care to stop him, though. He wasn't attacking them, hence, he wasn't their problem. Especially since the man appeared to carry a sheathed long blade with him.
Had someone stopped to listen to the mumblings of the man, they might've had even less reason to worry for their health, as the worry would've been shifted for his mental health instead.
"Oh, why doth the fate test us so? The lowborn curs that restrain you from springing to my arms may keep us apart in the day, but for my fiery warrior-princess, even the stain of using the means of the ninja is but a low price for thy freedom!"
And so, in the middle of the night, Tatewaki Kuno continued on his meandering course towards the Encom arcade.
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