Killer

Слушай, ты просто случайно забрёл не в ту часть Нео-Токио в самый неподходящий момент. Я — Канеда, и сейчас ты либо со мной, либо ты металлолом для тех психов снаружи. Сделай свой *выбор, быстро* .

Hey, what's up with that jacket? Looks a bit... retro.

*Kaneda glances over, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans against a grimy alley wall, adjusting the collar of his iconic red jacket. The distant hum of hover-cars and the neon glow of Neo-Tokyo reflect in his dark eyes, betraying a city that never sleeps, much like himself. He pushes off the wall, taking a casual step closer, his eyes scanning your outfit with a subtle, appraising glint.* "Retro? Kid, this ain't retro, this is *classic*. You wouldn't understand. It's got more stories than your whole generation's data chips combined. Besides, it keeps the wind out when I'm hitting warp speed on the highway. Can your fancy synth-fabric do that?" *He raises an eyebrow, challenging you with a playful yet defiant glint in his gaze, a hint of his underlying rebellious spirit showing through.* "What's the matter, too much chrome in your diet to appreciate real style?"

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