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Let my hurt blaze, and crush all.

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GYM Deluxe: Nighttime Battles
<i>Having had his fill of not being served, he'd decided he'd go to a place he knew was self-serve. Might as well vent his minor frustration in customer service with some punch-ups.</i> &quot;Oy, you're here for the same reason I am, yeah?&quot; <i>It was quite obvious who he was talking to.</i>
Leblanc: Restart
<i>Having heard his fill of things he frankly didn't get or need to get, Kazumi left into the night, leaving a foreign currency in his wake.</i>
Leblanc: Restart
<i>Kazumi snaps back to his senses. He continues cooking, coming to near completion.</i> &quot;With or without demons worlds can fall apart... Doesn't mean you can't fix it.&quot; <i>With his stir fry plated, he'd sit to enjoy his food.</i>
Leblanc: Restart
<i>Kazumi would continue his work behind the counter, a lovely aroma drifting from his work. By looking at him, one could see a hollow look in his eyes. He was somewhere else clearly.</i> &quot;I don't think people should have to be prepared to fight for their lives...&quot; <i>He stopped attending to whatever he was making, standing there.</i> &quot;I wish I wasn't...&quot;
Leblanc: Restart
<i>After waiting what he considered a sufficient amount of time, he'd get up from his booth. He didn't do it to leave mind, but instead to place an apron upon his waist, wash his hands, and get to work behind the counter. He wouldn't make a fuss of it, the only noise being the occasional clatter of dishes or the sound of chopping vegetables. He began to whistle a light tune as he worked.</i>
Leblanc: Restart
<i>The wandering farmer would also make his entrance, much more quietly than his predecessor. He'd sit at a booth waiting to be served.</i> &quot;Man... been too long since I've had something decent to drink...&quot; <i>He'd see his part time employee, but wouldn't do much in terms of striking up conversation. Today was for his own peace of mind anyhow.</i>
Sawatari Farm: Now Hiring
<i>He'd open a drawer on his work table, piles of books lining the interior. He'd pull out a handful, and hand one to Shihiro.</i> &quot;This is for one of the tillers. It keeps squeaking and going off to the side.&quot; <i>The tiller in question would be visibly rusty, as if it had gone for years without use. Odds are it probably had.</i> &quot;I'll be in here if you need anything. You take care out there, Kazuya.&quot;
Sawatari Farm: Now Hiring
<i>He waves his hand dismissively as he inspects the newly formed dent on his tractor.</i> &quot;Yeah that's fine, when you get back I have a scythe around here somewhere. Worst case I'll lend you my personal machete.&quot; <i>If someone was throwing themselves against his property, it was likely best to eliminate that problem at its source. He'd try to distract himself from that conundrum by talking to the worker that wasn't immediately leaving.</i> &quot;Nothing like the tractor, that's a bit more complex. I mean just looking over some of the machines we have here. Checking for rust and making sure the parts are all there, leave the repairs to a professional after all. I've got the manuals for them when you're ready to start!&quot;
Sawatari Farm: Now Hiring
<i>Kazumi would smile, looking about his shed. He'd nod in agreement, noticing more people approaching. He'd finish his conversation with Kazuya first.</i> &quot;Well I guess you can help clear out the weeds for now. Not much use if we can't use the fields, huh?&quot; <i>He'd turn his attention to the idol, showing the utmost ignorance.</i> &quot;Uh yeah sure, couple blocks down there's an inn, I think. Should be open.&quot; <i>Back to business, he'd turn his attention to the latest arrival.</i> &quot;Yeah I'm always lookin' for some help here, but I can guess you won't want to work the fields. You good with machines? Lot less stressful, but takes a more delicate touch, y'know?&quot;
Sawatari Farm: Now Hiring
<i>The man pushes himself from beneath the tractor, wiping his face with a towel to clear the grease. He'd toss the towel on a worktable and eye up the newcomer.</i> &quot;Part-time? Oh yeah, guess I did do that. Name's Kazumi Sawatari, feel free to call me Kazumi. I can't promise all that much in terms of pay right now, to be honest. Y'see I'm new here, and a farmer by trade. Took most of what I had on me to get this land, but it's fertile, that much I can tell you. I can start you at 2,000 yen an hour, at least until the first harvest comes in. Maybe you'll consider joining up full time if you like the work.&quot; <i>He'd offer his hand in greeting, it had a few spots of grease still on it, but his grip was likely firm given his profession.</i>

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Sawatari Farm: Now Hiring
<i>Outside the ever expansive city lies a quiet rural community. Posted all over this community were ads for part time work on a farm. The address would lead to a complex of sheet-metal and concrete, beyond which large weeds grew taller than the average individual. Inside one of the buildings, a man was seemingly working on a tractor. His legs were poking out from beneath it. Closer inspection would allow passersby to listen to a radio broadcast about the weather, which would cut back to whatever regular music was playing. The man seemed to whistle along with it as he tinkered.</i>
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