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He wanted to hit back. Hard.
But his grandfather’s voice echoed: Protect. Yourself. And others. shorinji kempo pdf
He stood.
“How?”
“Someone has to stop them.”
At the station underpass, he found them: three boys, maybe seventeen, leaning against the tiled wall. Mei stood frozen near the ticket gate, clutching her bag like a shield. “That,” Haruki said, “is Shorinji Kempo
“I’ll stop them.”