[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/HrM9Zlg.png[/img][/center][hr]Some people just couldn’t handle life in the big cities, the hustle and bustle of a packed metropolis was like being confined in a sardine can thrown in the middle of a blast zone to them. Nothing like the peace and quiet of the countryside.

Erika wasn’t one of them.

In fact, the blonde thrived at the thrills of the concrete jungle, living a life fueled by “unhealthy” food and wanton consumerism. Such a life didn’t come cheap, and even though it looked like she didn’t really need to work to sustain it, the chance of testing her skills against the beings of the beyond was too alluring.

And that alluring call was what brought her to the front door of TDS right at the same time as another diver who happened to own a pair of way too grabby hands. Hands that were about to go flying–along with the rest of his body–right into the clerk’s corner, zooming past a certain commotion involving an unlucky kid.

[color=gold]“If you are such a loser who can’t even get a girlfriend, go to the red light district next time you wanna cope a feel. But I guess that even they would say no to a slimeball like you,”[/color] Erika said as she fixed her skirt.

Maybe the life in the countryside wasn’t so bad after all. At least there were less perverts over there.
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