It's amazing how quickly centuries and generation upon generation of secrecy can go up in a puff of smoke, isn't it?  Then again, I suppose that's what you get when you let kids "drive" their so-called dolls around Tokyo at break-neck speed... Given her inflammatory meeting with her hitherto unknown "twin brother", it isn't really surprising to se Utao lose her cool in the face of his
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