[....That's a young woman curled into a corner, which Akutagawa notices as he enters - only barely based on the muttering to herself. The environment of this train seems very clearly imposing, and he then catches sight of the chair.]
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[He stares at the chair, then the rope. Then the rope, then the chair. Already, his mafioso-trained brain is dwelling on several unpleasant scenarios. But he then looks to the girl.]
It won't just disappear if you ignore its existence. Nothing is so easy.
nostalgia trip
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[He stares at the chair, then the rope. Then the rope, then the chair. Already, his mafioso-trained brain is dwelling on several unpleasant scenarios. But he then looks to the girl.]
It won't just disappear if you ignore its existence. Nothing is so easy.