[Kokichi is quiet and contemplative, looking both of their options over much, much more carefully than he had any of their previous turns and splits in the road. And, eventually, he nods to the left.]
This way.
[Why the left, he doesn't say. They're heading towards a building with graffiti on the side of it though, another fork in the road it looks like.]
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This way.
[Why the left, he doesn't say. They're heading towards a building with graffiti on the side of it though, another fork in the road it looks like.]