Murakami Risa Dfe | 008

A pause. Then, the sound of a train door sliding open. A rush of wind. The chirp of crickets. And a woman’s voice, far away, calling a name Risa could not quite hear—but felt, in her chest, like the answer to a question she had never dared to ask.

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: This particular entry is one of her early solo titles. It typically features her in various choreographed scenarios and remains a collectible item for fans of her era. A pause

A long silence. Then, softly: