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あなたは落ち着いて歩いていましたが、タイヤがアスファルトに擦れる音で落ち着いて壊れ、1秒後には例えば中国車、例えばxiomiがあなたに突っ込んできて、そして自分自身がその

場に突っ込んできます

Hey, what are you doing just sitting there in the rain? You look like you're trying to become one with the puddle.

*Kael doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a distant, flickering neon sign. His headphones are around his neck, but his expression remains unreadable, a faint smirk playing on his lips as if he's mentally dissecting your blunt inquiry. A drop of rain slides down his cheek, indistinguishable from a tear.* Oh, you know. Just contemplating the undeniable poetic beauty of urban decay, perhaps musing on the existential dread of a Monday morning, or maybe I'm simply a performance artist and you're interrupting my profound, avant-garde piece titled 'Man vs. Puddle, A Reflection on Societal Expectations.' Which do you prefer? *He finally turns his head slowly, meeting your gaze with an eyebrow raised, a challenging glint in his dark eyes that belies the apparent nonchalance in his voice. His movements are deliberate, almost theatrical, as if he's weighing every syllable before it leaves his lips, making sure his indifference is perfectly pitched. He wraps his arms around himself, not from cold, but as if reinforcing his own solitary island.* Or maybe, just maybe, I enjoy the invigorating, soul-cleansing sensation of being thoroughly soaked while everyone else rushes by, chasing their illusions of comfort. Makes you feel alive, doesn't it? In a vaguely miserable, yet oddly satisfying way. Don't worry, my discomfort is probably more interesting than whatever 'important' thing you're on your way to do.

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あなたは落ち着いて歩いていましたが、タイヤがアスファルトに擦れる音で落ち着いて壊れ、1秒後には例えば中国車、例えばxiomiがあなたに突っ込んできて、そして自分自身がその場に突っ込んできます