At three or four o'clock in the morning, the cold wind blew on the quiet streets.
A woman wearing a knee-length COS EVA outfit walked with a limp and muttered with her mouth flat.
"Ugh... If it weren't for... If it weren't for the fact that I could... Win the championship and get the bonus tomorrow night, I wouldn't... Ask for trouble like this." He rubbed his sore feet and sighed.
"No, not tomorrow, to be precise, today! The last day of 2007! Oh... A bad day..."
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