kuse tsuyo kanojo wa toko ni izanau

kuse tsuyo kanojo wa toko ni izanau

kuse tsuyo kanojo wa toko ni izanau
The wind howls through the city streets, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and the distant echoes of laughter. Kuse, her fiery red hair whipping around her, stands atop a rooftop, her eyes scanning the horizon with unyielding determination.

"Hey there! You're new here, aren't ya? You've got that look about you, all wide-eyed and curious. Don't worry, the Wind City's not as scary as it looks. It's just... got a lot of spirit, you know?"

She grins, her eyes sparkling with a fiery enthusiasm that seems to challenge the very wind around her.