Well, this is new and exciting. I leave my apartment to get more cigarettes, I wind up in the elevator with Mizuki Ani (the university student from upstairs), barely escape with my life, walk outside, and promptly get myself lost. In my defense, this doesn't even look like Tokyo anymore. No one here even speaks Japanese. Or English. To add to that bout of misery, my cell phone service is a lying piece of shit. "Everywhere you want to be" my ass. I need it to be everywhere I goddamn am.
None of the convenience stores here carry my brand of cigarettes (not that I have the currency to buy them anyway). I'm down to the last stick in the pack, and once that's gone I'll have to start kidnapping and selling children. I'll get to that when I come to it; for now, I'll just sit back and enjoy the very last... Well, that one went unusually fast.
This is somehow the brat's fault; I just need to figure out how.